Hello their Everyone. It's Amanda here.! First time writing on this site alright. Now on with this story, that came up in my head when I was sleeping in Math... on the second to last day of school. Now on with the Story.!

"Chrissy, Do you think this is good lyrics?" Dan asked.

"I know so~" I sang. Right now, I was making a perfect song. Let me tell you about me. I sing, play bass, write music, a regular, and Awesome. Light brown straight hair going mid back, bright gray-blue eyes, and I had a medium skin tone, I am 5'4 and 14, and yes I am physically developed. I always wear short-shorts, with tank tops that are always plain or always have Mickey on it, and black converse. Everyone thinks I'm a greaser, just because of what I wear. I'm not a normal child, and Today I wore a black New York tank top, with a denim shirt unbuttoned, red short shorts, and white converse. If you're not a Soc, you're a regular, if you're not a regular, you're a greaser. People are people, and Soc's are just a bunch of judgmental retards. Oh! and Dan, he's my best buddy, the two of us love music with a passion, so we both joined teams. Most people don't like me because I play the bass, they think its 'Unattractive'. Dan is tall, black hair, hazel eyes. When he asked this, we were at a park sitting on some swings.

"Chrissy to Earth." Dan spoke while waving his hand in front of my face. "You gotta pay attention more Chrissy. I was saying if you wanted to leave cause it's getting chilly." I got up and walked with him beside me.

"Anything interesting while I was Zoning out?" I questioned.

"Naw... but you were staring at some Greas-Omph!"

"What did I tell you. When ever you say that word I will smack you in the head!" I hissed, and sighed.

"I never agreed on that, you psycho bitch!" He hissed back. I knew he didn't mean it, I just smirked and walked. "I got some lyrics down, Wanna hear?" I asked.

"Well act-."

"I take that as a yes~." I said ever so happily. He gave a look that said 'Really'. I laughed, Now I got into singing mode.

"You got style~, you got grace~
But kid you try so hard
and I just laugh in your face~
Yeah you're a nice guy~
With the wrong attitude,
I want a bad boy
bad boy, all I want is bad boy!~
And I just hate to have to tell you oh[x 2]
Cause you're a nice guy~
But that just won't do
I wan-." I stopped singing and my face got red and I looked to the ground cause we passed some greasers.

All of them staring at me. Once we left their ear-shot, Dan told me about how I was staring at those three guys awhile ago. But don't get me wrong. I saw two Hot guys, one looked like a movie star, and the other was just hot.

Ponyboy's POV

Soda, Dally, and I were in the front porch when the same girl from the park was singing to her boyfriend?

"I want a bad boy
bad boy, all I want is bad boy!~
And I just hate to have to tell you oh[x 2]
Cause you're a nice guy~
But that just won't do
I wan-." She got red and looked to the ground when she spotted us. Were they breaking up, cause it sure sounded like it. Soda and Dally must have already got the idea cause Dally spoke up.

"Don't that suck, she's a pretty little one to." I really didn't know what to say so I grunted in response. I went into the kitchen, passing a laughing Two-Bit, and cute myself a slice of Chocolate cake.

I feel awesome~ Well that's first chapter.! and all the other chapters will be 2,000 words. School is over Tomorrow.! So that means I can write this with out an excuse.!~ \(^.^)/ ~ and the song is "Nice Guys Finish Last" By: Cobra Starship. YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO THAT SONG TO UNDERSTAND THIS. Only thing is that I CHANGED the lyrics to make it seem like shes saying it to some one. I'm addicted to that song((Outfit on my profile)).~ Well Bye \(^.^)

~Amanda is a Panda8