You.

Stupid.

It was five minutes until the final bell and Pony got sent down to the principals office, for what I don't know. Mrs. Carter was explaining something that I probably don't even need to know and won't use later in life. I was wondering what happened and why he got called down.

One minute until the bell rings and he was back. I tried to get his attention and mouth 'What was that about' but he didn't even look at me. He sat down and stared at his binder until the bell rang. After everyone else left Pony lingered and stared at me.

"We need to talk." He tells me barely loud enough for me to hear. I nod and we walk out to the hallway. My heart is pounding in my chest, those words can never mean anything good.

"Why did they call you down?" I ask but he doesn't look at me. He fiddles with the pen in his hand as I stand there, scared out of my mind.

"It's nothing that you should be worried about princess." He snaps.

"Is it something about the guys? Your parents? What?" I guess but he shakes his head.

"I said you shouldn't worry about it." He tells me as he tries to walk away from me but I grab his arm.

"What's going on Pony?" I question. He can barely look me in the eye, he looks past me at the wall.

"Please tell me. I love you and I don't want you to do something you regret." I plead as he jerks his arm away from me

"I don't care, okay?! It's not your business what's going on!" He shouts and I try to grab his hand to calm him down but he starts backing away from me.

"You're a freak and I've finally realized that. Don't come around anymore. Go up to Montana where you belong." He says and I shake my head.

"Pony please please don't do this. Please I love you." I'm basically begging at this point.

"Well I don't. Your dad doesn't, your mom didn't and if your brother did he wouldn't be three hours away, would he?" Tears are welling in my eyes as he stares at me like I'm nothing.

"Get out of my life Annabelle." Those were the last words that Ponyboy Curtis said to me as he left me, crying, in front of Mrs. Carter's math classroom at 4:03.

What was running through my mind that day? Nothing. The boy I loved just left me saying that he thought I was a freak for something that he understood for a long time. As I watched the tall, blonde track boy who only thought about sex and girls at the beginning of the school year I think about how much he's changed. As a soon to be high school graduate sitting in an empty hallway after school crying about a boy who's name I probably won't even remember in thirty years I felt so strong.. yet so small.

-Pony's POV-
I didn't mean any of it. I couldn't tell her that I was going to California. She wants to go to Montana and I can tell, this was just a push. As I walk away from her I can't help but want to cry, she changed my life for the greater good. When I finally turn to walk down the stairs I stop and stare at the place she sat with me when I begged her to take me back after we broke up, where we started yelling at each other because we cared too fucking much about each other. As a soon to be high school graduate staring at an empty place on a stair case where I begged a girl, who's name I probably won't even remember in thirty years, to take me back after we broke up.. I felt small, but strong.