𝗦𝗘𝗜𝗭𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗠𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧 | ponyboy curtis

~ chapter 1 ~

 You stepped into the new school. It smelled like smoke outside, but now you were in. You hate the smell of smoke, but everybody smoked. You'd never. You think it's kinda annoying, but the inside was fine. The smell wasn't as bad. You went to your first class. You're only 14, but you skipped a year of grade school. You glanced at the schedule. "First class, ILA.," you thought to yourself. You walked into the class. The teacher said to you, "Ah. And you must be y/n. I'm Mr. Syme." He turned to the class. They stared at you. The socs in the class whispered amongst themselves. You were a greaser, and you figured they were talking about you. There were a few greasers in this class, but not too many.

"Class, this is y/n," he loudly announced.

"Y/n, you can sit back there in the empty seat next to Mr. Curtis."

Good. You didn't have to sit next to a soc. He looked a little young to be in high school. But then again, so did you.

"Hey," You said out of the corner of your mouth. Mr. Syme was writing on the blackboard. "Hi" he answered back. "What's your name?"

"I'm y/n."

"I'm Ponyboy. Ponyboy Curtis."

Ponyboy. That's quite an interesting name.

"Tuff." You had nothing else to say, but it was a tuff name.

"Thanks" he coolly answered back.

You glanced at each other and continuously did it for the next 40 minutes. Sometimes, you even caught eye contact, and when you did, you smiled at each other and giggled. You had your next few classes with Ponyboy too. The bell rang, and you met Pony in the hall, near his locker. He grabbed his navy sweatshirt and quickly slipped it over his olive green tee without zippering.

"Hey y/n"

"Hello Pony. Can I go with you to have lunch?"

"Sure. We can get to know each other better. And by the way, my other buddies Two-Bit, Steve, and Johnny are oughta be there too."

"Alright. You can introduce me."

You ran as fast as you could to a little corner store on the next block. Boy, was Ponyboy fast. You could hardly keep up!

"Hey look Steve! Pony's got a girl!" the one with a Mickey Mouse shirt shouted so the other could hear.

"Stop it Two. She's not my girlfriend. She's just a friend." Pony zippered his sweatshirt.

"Boy is it windy. Two-Bit, this is y/n. Y/n, this is Two-Bit."

"Mah lady." He bowed, and you smiled and started to laugh. The other one pushed him over and he fell. You all cracked up.

"And this is Steve." Pony said in between laughter.

"Hey," he said. His mouth was stuffed with candy. You assumed he liked food.

"Where's Johnny?" Two Bit asked.

"Dunno."

Suddenly, a small boy with dark hair came jogging over.

"Where you been?" asked Pony.

"Cmon Ponyboy, you know I'm not as fast as you are! Who's that?" He asked, out of breath.

"Y/n, this is Johnny." He was wearing a denim jacket, with a black tee underneath and the usual greaser jeans. His long bangs were swept to the side.

"Johnny, this is y/n."

"Hey," he looked at the ground. He seemed shy.

"This is where most of us greasers come for lunch. Not a lot o' us eat in that cafeteria. Usually Steve drives us when we meet him in the parkin' lot," Pony explained to you.