Sodapop pov: "Aww Jesus. No. No way", I say my mouth in a straight line telling ٹٹو I meant what I said. "But soda, I want to", ٹٹو says pouting. "Pony. آپ know I... Well, آپ know...", I look away pretending to cough. "Haha! I knew it!", ٹٹو yells instantly becoming happier. "What?! What'd آپ know!?", I say frustrated. "You have the hots for alexa! I knew it!", ٹٹو boy smiles. I look away and wipe at my face because of my sudden stress, "look. Pony, آپ tell anybody I'll have Darry skin ya". "She has the hots for you, too, ya know", ٹٹو says turning away and walking towards the door....
آپ were lying on the ground of the cold, dark, wet ally, soc on سب, سب سے اوپر of you, unbuttoning your shirt. آپ had دیا up the screaming and crying; no was going to hear آپ anyways. آپ were helpless.
The booze on his breath was strong. آپ tasted it in his mouth when he tried to kiss you.
“You’re a verrrrrry purtyyyy girl,” he slurs into your ear.
“Get off me,” آپ scream.
He clamps your mouth shut with his hand. “Shhhh, I ain’t gonna hurt you.”
You bite down on his hand. Hard. He lets go of your mouth, and آپ scream for your boyfriend Soda, یا anyone that would hear.
All week آپ where waiting for soda to ask آپ to prom, which is tomorrow, and آپ have دیا up on the thought that he might. Just as آپ where about to leave for school آپ opened your door and on the stoop there was a single red rose and a note attached that's said, "go to the place where we spend most our time at -S." A smile tugged at your lips while آپ where on your way to the park, the place where آپ and Soda spent most your time together. As soon as آپ reached the park on the gate there was a not that read, "Go to the place where ducks waddle and مچھلی swim - S." And with that, you...