wewe sat at the meza, jedwali thinking about your dream how it seemed so real. wewe heard your door open then close. wewe heard footsteps. wewe got up to see who it was it was Ruthie. "Hi Ruth" wewe alisema and smiled. "Hi" she alisema and smiled back. "Why did wewe come over?" "Cause I got bored and wanted to see you" she said. "Oh" wewe said. "What's the matter? wewe seem so down" she alisema as wewe walked back into the kitchen. "Ruthie I might be a Soc." wewe said. All your Marafiki were Soc.s. "It fine being a Soc. isn't that bad" she said. "How do wewe know?" Ruthie wasnt like a normal Soc. she had something to her that wasnt really Soc. like. Not that wewe didn't like your Marafiki they just were so preppy. "I used to be a greaser for a long time" she alisema and before she alisema it she hesitated. "What?" wewe looked at her confused. "I used to be a greaser. Then my dad got a knew job and we moved to the richer part of town" she said. wewe didn't know what to say. "It was really hard to let the greaser part of me go. But I knew I had to" she alisema and looked at you.
Later that night, wewe hear someone in the house. Thankfully Dally heard it too and he was wide awake. He quickley gets out of kitanda as wewe follow. wewe creep down the hallway and peek around the corner.
"Go back to the room," He says as wewe do what he instructed
wewe sit on the bed,praying that everythings okay.
Soon, wewe hear shots from a gun.
Then silence
With the money that I would have gone to college with, and with what Ponyboy had saved, we had bought Soda his horse.
Soda came in, in his plaid shati and jeans. His jaw dropped. Then he smile brighter than the sun.
He walked over to horse.
“Hey buddy,” he says, smiling, petting his nose.
“It took forever to get him to listen,” Ponyboy said.
“Yeah, I got myself and ornery pony.” Soda grins.
“You happy?” wewe ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.
wewe had gotten tired of the New Years Party wewe were at, so wewe decided to have your own; complete with balloons, champagne, dancing, and the life of the party.
“This is fun,” wewe laugh as wewe look up to him.
“Yeah,” he laughs, as he dips you.
“Careful of the champagne, babe.”
“Sorry… Just trying to make things classy.” He laughs.
“You kidding me? This is some high class shit!” wewe laugh.
He glances at the clock.
“It’s 11:59,” he grins.
“Time for our New Year’s kiss,” wewe grin as wewe lean in.
“Not yet!” He yells, moving your face away. “It isn’t midnight yet!”
wewe laugh, then glance at the clock.
“Well, we missed it.” wewe pout. “It’s 12:01.”
“Looks like we have to wait a whole nother year.”
He pauses for a second, thinking.
“You.” He finally answers, smiling.
“That’s not one thing.” wewe roll your eyes and giggle.
“Yes it is. wewe are you. Without certain things, wewe wouldn’t be you. If you’re pretty eyes weren’t (eye color), wewe wouldn’t be you. If wewe didn’t snort when wewe laugh, wewe wouldn’t be you. If wewe didn’t randomly burst into song, wewe be you.
If wewe weren’t nice and sweet and funny, it wouldn’t be (Y/N). The (Y/N) I know, upendo and adore.” He smiles as he kisses wewe on the cheek.
“Really?” wewe ask.
“Really.”
“Really really?”
“Really really.”
“Johnny how do wewe think this looks?” wewe ask, holding up a black dress to you.
“How am I supposed to know?” He groans as he leans on one of the shelves of the department store.
“Well, would I look good in it?” wewe ask, twirling the dress around.
“You’d look good in any clothes, honey.” He smiles at you.
“Any clothes?” wewe ask, scrunching your nose.
“But wewe also look good in no clothes, if that’s what wewe want to know,” he grins at wewe like a little kid. “So could wewe hurry up so I could see my inayopendelewa outfit on you?”
The Outsiders has some great life lessons in it and I take them to moyo so here they are...
Darry: He has taught me that even though sometimes someone can seem mean doesn't mean they don't upendo you.
Two-Bit: Has taught me to take and make a joke.
Sodapop: Has taught me that wewe can be drunk on just plain living.
Dally: Has taught me to be tough and wewe won't get hurt.
Steve: Has taught me that wewe should always stick kwa your buddies.
Ponyboy: Has taught me that things are rough all over and to notice the beauty around me.
Last but not least Johnny. Johnny? Well he told me to Stay Gold:)
Darry: He has taught me that even though sometimes someone can seem mean doesn't mean they don't upendo you.
Two-Bit: Has taught me to take and make a joke.
Sodapop: Has taught me that wewe can be drunk on just plain living.
Dally: Has taught me to be tough and wewe won't get hurt.
Steve: Has taught me that wewe should always stick kwa your buddies.
Ponyboy: Has taught me that things are rough all over and to notice the beauty around me.
Last but not least Johnny. Johnny? Well he told me to Stay Gold:)