Here's a different kind of story I thought would be kind of...interesting...well anyways...it was just a story that I wrote because I have nothing better to do...so I hope you guys enjoy!

Disclaim- I don't own a thing.

Soda the Ballerina

Soda's POV

I nudged my best pal Steve.

"Hey, you seen her before?" I nodded my head at a brunette who was walking by. She had short brown hair and dark brown eyes. She was really short, and only looked about 5 foot. She was kind of chubby, not fat, but not skinny. She looked like an average 15 or 16 year old.. She was gorgeous. Steve saw me staring at her and waved a hand in front of my face.

"Hello? Soda, buddy, you there?" I came out of my daze and said,

"Yeah. Haven't you seen her somewhere before?"

"Nope. So, you want fries or onion rings? The guys been standin here for an hour now." I looked up to find a man wearing a dirty apron. I forgot he was there as soon as Shelby walked by. I swear I'd seen her before somewhere. I thought for a while. Yep, I saw her at the CD store a few weeks ago when I was lookin for Elvis Albums for Darry's birthday.

"Oh. Yeah. I'll take fries and a chocolate milk. Sorry." I got up and walked up to Shelby and her friends, Tiffany and Millenna. I cleared my throat.

"Um, hey, Shelby." she looked at me, puzzled.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I don't know you. How do you know me?" I sort of laughed.

"Heh. Yeah. Heh. Well, I kind of saw you in the CD store a while ago, and, and, well you know, I heard someone say your name and I haven't really forgotten about you since." I blushed, which was weird, since I was usually good with the ladies. She blushed, too.

"Oh, right. Who are you again?" I delayed my answer, since I didn't want to tell her my real name, but I went on anyways.

"Yeah, my name is Sodapop Curtis." Her friends burst out laughing, but she just stared.

"Excuse me?"

"Yeah, I know. That's my real name. Well, anyways, I was wondering if I could go out with you sometime?" She stepped back and talked to her friends.

"Sorry, Soda, I can't Nice talkin to you." She opened the door and left. I , Sodapop Curtis, had been rejected by a girl. Well, there was a first for everything.

Okay, kind of short, but I'm gonna wait and see if people review. If not, I won't keep going, but I will if I get some reviews. Thanks!