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Ponyboy POV

It was a new year in school. I was now in tenth grade and I made a promise to myself. Before the end of the first semester, I would have a girlfriend. I needed one, and Darry and Soda probably think I'm gay by now.

I was sitting in my desk during second period of the first day when I first saw the girl who changed my life. Savannah Green. She was in my science, math, social studies, and both of my lunches. She was popular and hot and everything a guy would want his girlfriend to be. I never thought she would be my girlfriend, but I guess miracles do happen.

She walked in late to Science. When the rest of us were taking notes on Biochemistry, I heard her walk in fifteen minutes late.

"Hello, are you Savannah?" The teacher asked her. She smiled.

"Yeah, sorry I'm late. I had some fingernails that simply had to be painted." Her friends started to laugh along with the girls in that class who wanted to be her friend.

The only open seat was next to me. The sat down, but didn't take out a pencil or paper. She sat there and filed her nails. Great, I thought, this is going to be a fun year.

The first week or two went by before she even talked to me. The first time was when she had a note meant for Curly Shepard, who sat on the other side of me, and asked me to pass it along. The second and third were the same. The fourth time is what surprised me.

It was the end of the day and she came up to my locker. My locker!

"Hey, you're Ponyboy right?" She asked.

I stammered. "Uh, um, yeah, that's right."

"Listen, Curly Shepard is having this party tonight and some kids cancelled at the last minute. Curly already was prepared for fifty, so he told me to invite some people along." She handed me an invitation. "It's invitation only, so come alone." I flashed a slight smile at me and left. She was pretty, even though she broke the dress code severely and wore too much make-up.

When I got home, my brother's mobbed me. "You got invited to Curly Shepard's party?" Soda asked me.

"Yeah…" I said back.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to get invited to the Shepard Bash?" Steve asked.

I shrugged. Soda rolled his eyes. "Well, are you going?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Now listen," Darry started. "There is no doubt in my mind that there will be alcohol and drugs there. If you so much as hold a beer, so help me, I'll-"

"Whatever." I interrupted. I was sick of Darry's alcohol lectures.

It seemed stupid to dress up, but I did anyway. All of the A-list kids from school were gonna be there. Even the socs were gonna be there. I didn't want to look like some stupid greaser. Even though I kind of was.

I figured that if I showed up a half hour late, I wouldn't look like a dork. I walked into the house and was greeted by loud music. Nobody was really dancing, but there had to be three hundred people there. Didn't Savannah say fifty?

I spotted her and Curly by the bar surrounded by a bunch of her friends. I couldn't see her very good, but I could tell that she was wearing a denim skirt that would show off her butt if she bent over too much and a white tank top that showed off her lacy pink bra underneath. She looked really hot, but she also looked like a prostitute. She didn't seem to mind. She had a plastic red cup in her hand, probably filled with alcohol.

She saw me and waved me over. It took a second for me to realize that she meant me. I started walking closer to the bar. As I got closer, I noticed that her skirt was low enough on her hip that her hot pink thong was visible. Now she really did look like a prostitute. A really hot prostitute.

"Hey Curtis." She said. Curly, who was leaning on the bar, nodded to me.

"Hey." I said back.

She turned to her friends. "This is Ponyboy Curtis." She told all of them. She turned to me. "This is Amber, Layla, Maria, Stephanie, and Sam." I was confused. There were about fifteen or twenty girls around her, but she only introduced five. I figured the others were girls who just wanted to be her friend.

"I don't want to call you Ponyboy. What's your middle name?" She asked me.

"Michael." I told her. "What's wrong with Ponyboy?"

"It's sounds like a gay super hero." She said bluntly. I was a little offended, but I knew that she was the kind of girl who didn't think before she talked.

"I don't like that either. I'll just call you Curtis."

About an hour later, Savannah announced that she, along with her friends and some guys, were going upstairs. I had a feeling what was about to happen up there. She invited me along. I said yes only because I would have no one to talk to if I stayed downstairs.

Once we were all in a bedroom upstairs, Savannah sighed. "What do you guys wanna do?"

One of her friends spoke up. "How about we play Seven Minutes in Heaven?" Everyone seemed to like that idea.

"I nominate Savannah and Curtis!" Curly shouted. I was hoping that I wasn't blushing. Savannah smiled, got up, and said, "Okay."

Curly pushed me into a closet, which Savannah was already in, and closed the door. I could hear everyone behind us laughing.

"So," I started. "What do you wanna do for seven minutes?"

"Well, we could do this," She leaned forward and, on her toes since I was taller than her, started kissing me. I was shocked. That was my first real kiss. Her arms wrapped around my neck and pulled me closer. I did what she wanted. I put my arms around her. She pushed herself even closer to me. Her breath had heavy alcohol on it.

Since I had never touched her before, I never really noticed her body. She was skinny, but had curves in all the places a guy would want. Her chest and butt were perfect. I now understood why all girls wanted to be her.

Seven minutes went by too quickly. Curly opened the door and caught a glimpse of me and her making out.

"Okay, you two, that's enough."

We walked out of the closet. I had to get home.

"I'll see you guys." I told everyone.

"I'm out too." I heard Savannah say from behind me.

Once I was down the stairs and outside, I figured that I probably shouldn't let a drunk girl with barely any clothes on walk home by herself.

"Do you want me to walk you home?" I asked her.

She smiled. "Sure, thanks."

She lived on a street that was close to mine. Once we got to her door, I thought that I should say something.

"So, about earlier tonight," I started.

"Sorry kid, that was a one-time deal." She said. "But, I guess I should give you something to remember me by."

She kissed me again. It only lasted about twenty seconds, but I loved it. She smiled at me and walked into her house. It seemed amazing to me that her parents let her dress like that, but I'm not complaining.

It took about five minutes to walk home. I had a smile on my face the entire time.

When I walked into the house, I was still smiling. Two-Bit and Steve were there. Darry looked over to me.

"How was it?" Two-Bit, Soda, and Steve glanced at me and started chuckling at what seemed like a private joke.

"Fine." I said.

"Did you score with a girl?" Two-Bit asked. Steve and Soda started laughing harder.

"Why would you ask that?" I asked him.

Soda answered for him. "Because you have lip gloss all over your face."

"Shit," I muttered and wiped off my mouth. They were right. There was lip gloss.

"I'm going to bed." I said.

I didn't care what they thought. That was one of the best nights of my life.