te looked at him and sat down on a bench. "Sure" te detto as he sat down da you. "I'm a Soc." te detto still hating the fact te were one. "What?" "I'm a Soc. then a greaser" te detto not knowing how to explain it. "So te were a Soc. then became a greaser?" "Yes" te said. "How what happened?" "My dad died in a car crash" te detto as his face became pale as yours did to. "Really my parents died in a train crash" he said. "Oh my god pony I'm sorry" te detto feeling più bad for him. "It's fine" he said. successivo week te walked in to the cucina to find your mom with a big smile. "What's that...

Your hands shake as te pull down the restraint to your lap. The biggest roller coaster in the park, and now there was no turning back. te take a really deep breath, then all of sudden te hear slight giggling from beside you. "Babe?" It was your boyfriend, Sodapop, barely spitting out the words between laughs. "Sodapop! This is not funny!" He chuckles again, "B-babe, why are te so scared!?" He grabs your hand. "I'm never gonna let anything happen to you." This calms te slightly, even though te know he has no control over the roller coaster. The workers come da to check your seats and everything...

te were lying on the ground of the cold, dark, wet ally, soc on superiore, in alto of you, unbuttoning your shirt. te had dato up the screaming and crying; no was going to hear te anyways. te were helpless.

The booze on his breath was strong. te tasted it in his mouth when he tried to baciare you.

“You’re a verrrrrry purtyyyy girl,” he slurs into your ear.

“Get off me,” te scream.

He clamps your mouth shut with his hand. “Shhhh, I ain’t gonna hurt you.”

You bite down on his hand. Hard. He lets go of your mouth, and te scream for your boyfriend Soda, o anyone that would hear.

By this time your...