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.
“Yes. I am 100% serious.” He says, grinning.
“You’re joking.”
“No I’m not.” He laughs.
“Yes wewe are.”
“Come on (Y/N).”
“Fine.” wewe say.
wewe take the bia from his hand and chug it down.
“There.. Are wewe happy with my chugging skills?” wewe ask.
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:)