te walked threw the halls of your school. te walked to your class. te were late as always. The teacher looked at te as he stopped talking. "Miss Y/L/N why at are te late again?" "I don't know" te said. "Don't let it happen again" he said. te walked to your sede, sedile as sat down. That class well all your classes were filled with Soc.s but they all looked at you. There was only a couple greasers like te in that class. One of them was Ponyboy Curtis. You've had a crush on him for almost a anno now. te looked at te as te looked at the bored. te hated that class because of the teacher. It was Leggere class. Surprisingly te sucked t it. te were usually good at Leggere and writing. But te didn't know what it was in that one class all the sudden. The teacher told te to have a partner da the end of the week for a project. te never had one cause they were all preppy Soc.s that never liked you.
