It was a couple weeks since you've been dating Ponyboy. Ты were at Главная alone cause your parents went to work all day, your Друзья didn't want to hangout cause they had homework, and Ты didn't know if Ponyboy was coming to your house или not. Ты were dancing around the house in a розовый skirt, a фуфайка, толстовки that Ты tucked in, and some vans. Ты never wore skirts cause your weren't a Soc. but Ты did that day. Ты listened to your record player as Ты cleaned the house. Ты were Пение the lyrics to jailhouse rock by Elvis Presley. Ты turned around to see Ponyboy standing there. "Oh shit" Ты сказал(-а) and put the mop up against the wall. He burst out laughing. Ты laughed along as the record as still going. He walked over to Ты and grabbed your hand and waist as the two of Ты danced all around your house. Ты danced for 3 songs then sat down. Ты hopped on the counter as Ponyboy stood. "Why are Ты dressed like a Soc.? "I'm not sure why. I didn't even know I had these till today" Ты said. "Maybe Ты were a Soc. then moved here and then Ты are now a greaser" he said. "Maybe" Ты and chuckled a little.