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"Whatcha thinkin about Pone?" Johnny asked. How perfect your eyes are. How perfect you are, even if you have all of your perfect scars. How whenever you see me, your eyes dance. How much I want to say this to you, but I can't because I don't even know why I'm thinking it. I realized as I was fantasizing, I was staring right at Johnny. "How fine you look, even though you almost got burned in a fire." I said. I hope that didn't come out wrong. I assumed it did, since Johnny's face went a light shade of pink. "T-thanks, Ponyboy. You're lookin pretty good yourself, but when does that change?" *i wrote this when i was like 12 or 13 and in middle school. this is gonna be really cringy. read on your own accord* •all characters belong to S.E Hinton• •self-harm warnings will be held•