“Oh my god, I’m sorry!” A boy about your age says, truly apologetic. He grabs your hand and pulls আপনি up. আপনি find his eyes, and আপনি see how cute he is. He looks at you, stunned. “I’m… Really sorry.” He says as he stares into your eyes.
“It’s fine.” আপনি blush. “I would have fallen anyway, I’m clumsy.” আপনি say, brushing off your legs.
“Well if আপনি did, I’d catch you.” He grins. “Anyways, I’m Ponyboy. What about you?”
“(Y/N).” আপনি grin.
“I like that name. So.. Uh what brings আপনি to the camp?”’
After I told Steve and Soda about what had happened with Marcia, they kept on ranting on about how they're going to get me a new girl. "Is there anyone you've got an eye on?" Soda asked, as he smirked. To be honest, there wasn't really anyone. Well, at least that's what I thought. "Nah, not really." They both looked at me. "What do আপনি mean, not really?" Steve asked in a 'Oooing' voice. Now both of them were smirking wildly. "I mean, there's no one I really like." I was lying through my teeth. I knew that I was slowly falling for Mary, but I could never tell them. Mary was my best friend, and...