Ballerina
Just a Ponyboy x fem! Ballerina! Reader. Needed to post something and this is what came to mind.
When I was in class our teacher gave us new seats. Me and this girl sat in the back at a table with only two chairs. She didn't seem to care nor complain when the teacher said so. I knew that most girls or anyone in general would hate to stay with me alone.
We worked in mostly silence besides when she asked for a pencil. She seemed pretty smart too judging by her work though some answers were wrong.
It was our last class meaning that after this I had track meet. I like track, I'm the best on the team and it gives me some time off before I have to go home and have Darry nag on me. The girl sitting next to me had a bag too. She probably also did something after school.
I was digging through my bag and realized I forgot my snack, just something I would steal when the lunch ladies weren't looking. I mostly only ever got one because last time I went to track without one my head hurt for the rest of the day until I had dinner. “Shit..” I muttered. The girl, I managed to catch her name it was I think Reader. Looked over at me. “Is everything okay, Ponyboy?” Her voice was like honey in a weird way. “Hmm? Oh yeah I just forgot get my snack for track.” She picked up her bag, it was a light pink one and it didn't look that big. She pulled out a granola bar and gave it to me. “My mother makes them from scratch.” I knew I needed so I took it. “Thank you, reader.” “It's no problem.”
After class ended I went out for track. I ran and of course I was first. After that I was shaking real bad so I ate that granola bar she gave me. It was really good. I could see inside of one of the school windows. I could see Reader. She was in the ballet class. She was in her little get up, what most ballerina wore. Her hair was done in a bun with a single curl out. I saw her trying to keep brushing it behind her ear but it was too short to. Oh glory was she pretty. Track ended pretty soon after that and I went home. That night in bed I asked Soda for dating advice. “Does my kid brother have a crush?” He laughed, “I will admit I do. I like Reader, she's nice and pretty. She also does ballet.” “Soc or greaser?” “Greaser I think.” After some while of talking he gave me some advice. Such as giving her stuff, acting nice and like a gentleman around her. Stuff like that.
The next day I went to school and waited all day for my last class. I was sat with her again. I gave her a piece of monkey bread I stole from the school. I had one for myself too. “Here Reader,” I slide it over to her. “Thank you, Ponyboy.” In return she gave me two cookies her mom had made this morning. For that whole day in class I talked to her and use the advice Soda gave me. I even walked her to her ballet class after school. “Hey, you wanna go to the drive in tomorrow?” She gave me this flustered look then blushed and gave a huge grin. “Sure Ponyboy! I'll meet you there at 7.”
I walked home after track and I must of had a grin on my face because Steve made some bright comment. “Did you get with that gal, Pony?” “Soda told you?” I was kinda hurt that Soda would tell Steve because Soda knew I wasn't the biggest fan of Steve. “What gal?” Darry questioned from the porch. On glory he was gonna be mad.
I told Darry and surprisingly he let me got to the drive in. That day I wore my best clothes and did my hair well. My hair had a lot of grease and was combed back. I wore a pair of jeans, my sneakers, a white shirt, and a standard jacket. When I got to the drive in Reader there and she looked stunning. She was wearing a dress. The dress was polka dot. The dress itself was light pink and the dots white. “Oh Pony you look handsome. I felt my stomach twist when she said that. “Thank you, Reader. You look absolutely gorgeous.” She blushed a little again. I snuck her in and did my best not to ruin her dress. She paid for our sodas but I paid for the popcorn.
For the whole movie she was holding my hand and resting against me. “Reader,” I whispered halfway through. “Yeah?” She answered, “I think I have a crush on you.” “I think I have a crush on you too, Pony.” After the movie we quickly snuck out and I kissed her. She was my first kiss. Her arms were resting on my shoulders and I was holding her waist. “Look at the couple.” Two-bit hollered then followed by Dally familiar laugh. “Do you know them?” Reader asked looking at the two. I sighed “Yeah,”












