"IN WHICH SHE ADMIRED HIM."
"i must be dreaming."
"i must be too, this moment is ethereal."
ponyboy curtis fan fiction
✧・゚: *✧・゚:* ☕️ *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
started feb 2, 2020
finished march 6, 2020
storyline by -todorokishoe
mature language and possible tri...
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♪ : gardenia — nohidea
❝ don't get comfortable. ❞
MY HEELS CLICKED on the floor of my classroom. I waited for the bell to ring, so that I could head to my fifth period class. It's only the third week of school starting again, which makes me want to groan, which I did internally. There are so many more days of school left before summer break again.
Right when the bell rang, I started walking to fifth period, English. My pace was pretty fast, I have a habit of walking fast when I'm nervous, I don't know why I'm nervous right now, though. Someone then pushed into me, causing me to almost fall. I looked up, and it was a soc with fairly red hair. She had piercing green eyes with medium length hair, clearly curled with a curling iron.
"Don't get comfortable, princess." she scowled. Why was she scolding me? She was the one who ran into me, I don't know why she said that either. Don't get comfortable in school?
I stepped into class, and gagged almost immediately. I scrunched my nose at the smell of the soc's english leather and stale tabacco. They all had the same oder and look, to be honest. Tucked-in sweaters with collars layered underneath, and khakis with dress shoes. My seat was in between a soc and a greaser. After about two minutes, the final bell rang, and I saw the teacher get up and walk to the front of the class.
"Good afternoon everyone. I hope everyone looked at the rubric I printed for the essay. Now, I'll give you all this whole period for work time. I know that it's fifth period and you guys are pretty tired of working, but I don't want the volume to be too loud."
After Mr. Syme stopped talking, I opened my english notebook. Nothing is coming to my mind for this essay. Nothing super good has happened, I hang out with Annie and all that, but I've never had a day that I've finished while saying, 'wow this is the best day ever'.
For most of the class, I stared off into space. My foot was tapping on the floor, and I was clicking my pen repeatedly. After a continuous cycle of this, I broke my useless focus, from a guy smiling at me. I guess I spaced out while looking at a person, and they caught me, just smiling at me. I could feel myself turn red, so I put my head down causing my hair to fall in front of my face.
"Alright class, we have two minutes left so pack up. See you all next Monday." said Mr. Syme. I packed my bag and got up, walking towards the door. As I walked closer to the door, the same boy that I accidentally stared at approached me.
"Caught you staring there, huh?" He said, grinning. I tucked my hair behind my ear, embarrassed.
"Oh yeah, sorry, I was in my own world for a moment." I responded, rubbing the back of my neck. I looked down at my feet, not knowing what what to do.
"No need to apologize, It happens. The name's Ponyboy Curtis, you?" he said in a friendly tone.
"Oh uh, Eleanor Collins. You can call me El or Ellie though." Dang, was he eye-candy. A few seconds after I introduced myself, the bell rang.
"See ya around, El!" He said, walking off. I just waved and grinned at him. I walked to my last class, cheerfully.
School finally ended, and I was excited. The weekend was officially here, and I am very content. As I walked out of the school, I noticed Ponyboy with two other boys. I was hesitant to wave, and didn't do it in the end. He seemed as if he was a sweet boy, I would love to be friends with someone like him.
I arrived to my safe place, or otherwise known as my bedroom. Nothing feels better than coming home, changing into comfy clothes like sweatpants and a hoodie, and flopping on your bed.