your outfit for his birthday party

I fell down on my knees as my sister continued to kick and cuss at me. I had accidentally dropped a plate and my sister was furious. I tried to run away, but she grabbed me by my hoodie and swung me across the floor. At this point, enough was enough. Thank God she swung me near the door. I ran out the door as fast as I could until I was far away from my house. My parents had died when my sister turned 18, so she was my legal guardian. I ended up going to my Избранное oak дерево with a свинг, качели attached to it. As I sat on the swing, the sun shined and I felt the warmth on my face as I closed my eyes....

I slowly maid my way into the local greaser hang out, I sat at the bar. I was new in town, and I didn't know anyone, I got a Dr. Pepper, and headed back out. I wasn't watching were I was going, and bumped into someone, I figured it was a Soc, so I jumped back up ready to fight.
"Watch it Soc!" I yelled, and the young boy I'd ran into stood.
"I ain't no Soc....Who are you?" He asked, I looked down. The boy looked about fourteen, and had dark brown-reddish hair, his eyes were green-gray. He wore a light blue капот, худ jacket, and blue jeans, he had a black ремень, пояс, пояса on.
"I'm Babydoll Rose." I informed with...

As Ты push, Ты see Soda sprint down the hallway past your room in his DX shirt, then do a double take and trip back into your hospital room.

“OUT! OUT! Sodapop Curtis Ты get the fuck outta this room right now или so help me we are never having anymore children. You’ll be lucky if Ты even get to have sex with me anymore!” Ты scream at him.

The look of pure fear crosses Soda’s face, and he bolts out of the room.

You see Ponyboy out of the corner of your eye biting his lip, trying not to laugh.

You hear Soda from the hall. “You’re doing great, sweetheart.”

“Oh shut the hell up I...

Bam! Ты hit the ground with a thud.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry!” A boy about your age says, truly apologetic. He grabs your hand and pulls Ты up. Ты find his eyes, and Ты 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.” Ты blush. “I would have fallen anyway, I’m clumsy.” Ты say, brushing off your legs.

“Well if Ты did, I’d catch you.” He grins. “Anyways, I’m Ponyboy. What about you?”

“(Y/N).” Ты grin.

“I like that name. So.. Uh what brings Ты to the camp?”’

“I Любовь the lake.”...

intro thingy--this is going to be set in modern times and it has somethin to do with literary physics (which isnt real...i think). if youve ever read The Vampire Stalker by Allison фургон, ван Diepen then u will know wat i'm talkin bout. if Ты havent then READ THE BOOK. youll understand how most of this hapens. but literary physics is mostly like how...some authors write about other dimesions that they think r fake but r real which turn into their "fictional" books. and some "characters" пересекать, крест over into the real world, which happens in The Vampire Stalker. its simple if u think about it :). but anyways...