ponyboy, i asked the nurse to give tu this book so tu could finish it. the doctor came in a while ago, but i already new it anyway. i keep getting tired and tired. listen, i dont mind dying now it was worth it, it was worth saving those little kids, their lives are worth más than mine, they have más to live for. some of their parents came por to think me and it was worth it. tell dally it was worth it. im just gona miss u guys and iv been thinking about it. that poem, the guy that wrote it. he ment your oro when your a kid, like green, when your a kid everything is new, dawn, its just,...
“Oh my god, I’m sorry!” A boy about your age says, truly apologetic. He grabs your hand and pulls tu up. tu find his eyes, and tu 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.” tu blush. “I would have fallen anyway, I’m clumsy.” tu say, brushing off your legs.
“Well if tu did, I’d catch you.” He grins. “Anyways, I’m Ponyboy. What about you?”
“(Y/N).” tu grin.
“I like that name. So.. Uh what brings tu to the camp?”’