One día tu are walking to the park to the fuente tu love. tu decided to leave the house because your parents got into an argument. tu hate when your parents fight. When tu arrive at the park, tu see this boy crying por the fountain. He was very good-looking. He was a greaser with black greasy hair and tan skin. He had a ripped-up jean chaqueta with ripped jean pants. tu walk up to him.
"Hey, are tu ok?" tu ask.
He looks up at tu with a sad look.
"I- I'm fine," he says as he wipes his eyes.
You notice he has a few bruises on his face and a scar on his left cheek. As tu sat down, he raised...
“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?”’