“Soda, ok, you can come in now.” Ponyboy grinned. I was standing susunod to him, and he was susunod to Mickey Mouse.
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 sando 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?” You ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.
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 sando 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?” You ask Soda.
He just looks at you, smiles and nods his head.
The yells from the lot were louder than ever.
You knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
You hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
You went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but you didn’t want any of them hurt; or dead.
You saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
You start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a manuntok to the face.
You fall into the mud, shocked sa pamamagitan ng the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
You feel a hand on your shoulder as you get up. You grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” you thought. “This is fun.”
You understood why they liked these so much.
You knew your boyfriend was there, and all his friends.
You hated it when they fought.
Those stupid fights.
You went over to lot, to make sure things weren’t getting out of hand. If they were, you’d definately call the police.
It would risk them getting arrested, but you didn’t want any of them hurt; or dead.
You saw bodies going at each other, caked in mud and blood.
You start to walk towards the fight (like an idiot) and are met with a manuntok to the face.
You fall into the mud, shocked sa pamamagitan ng the blow.
“Hey! That’s my girlfriend!” Soda yells as he pushes the Soc over, and starts beating him repeatedly.
You feel a hand on your shoulder as you get up. You grab the hand and flip him over.
“Hey,” you thought. “This is fun.”
You understood why they liked these so much.
“What are you guys doing?” You ask, kinda weirded out at Soda and Steve.
“Having a staring contest.” Soda says intensely.
“Umm… Ok?” You say.
“It’s all part of the epic battle of who gets to ask you out.” Steve says.
“What the hell, man!” Soda yelled, and slapped Steve’s arm.
“Owww.” Steve says, looking down to examine his arm.
“Haha yes, I win!” Soda laughs.
“Not fair man!” Steve yells.
They start going after each other.
Oh god.
“Having a staring contest.” Soda says intensely.
“Umm… Ok?” You say.
“It’s all part of the epic battle of who gets to ask you out.” Steve says.
“What the hell, man!” Soda yelled, and slapped Steve’s arm.
“Owww.” Steve says, looking down to examine his arm.
“Haha yes, I win!” Soda laughs.
“Not fair man!” Steve yells.
They start going after each other.
Oh god.
“Can I come in now?” You hear Soda whisper from the hallway. It sounded like he was sniffling a little.
“Are you crying?” You ask as he walks in.
“No.” He mutters, wiping his eyes on his sleeve.
“Yes you are, you big softie,” Ponyboy grins.
“Is she all ok?” Soda asks, still sniffling.
“Yes, she’s in perfect condition.” The doctor grins. ” 6 pounds, 9 ounces. You want to hold her?” He asks Soda.
Soda just nods his head. The doctor hands him the baby.
(OK INSERT SODA BABY IMAGINE HERE TO GET SODA FEELINGS)
Soda just smiles.
“Hey, Grace.” He says softly. “Hey.”
“She looks like you.” Ponyboy says to you as he looks over Soda’s shoulder at his niece.
“Pretty, just like her mom.” Soda glances at you.
“Are you crying?” You ask as he walks in.
“No.” He mutters, wiping his eyes on his sleeve.
“Yes you are, you big softie,” Ponyboy grins.
“Is she all ok?” Soda asks, still sniffling.
“Yes, she’s in perfect condition.” The doctor grins. ” 6 pounds, 9 ounces. You want to hold her?” He asks Soda.
Soda just nods his head. The doctor hands him the baby.
(OK INSERT SODA BABY IMAGINE HERE TO GET SODA FEELINGS)
Soda just smiles.
“Hey, Grace.” He says softly. “Hey.”
“She looks like you.” Ponyboy says to you as he looks over Soda’s shoulder at his niece.
“Pretty, just like her mom.” Soda glances at you.
