// Ponyboy's Point Of View //

There stood a very nervous Johnny looking down at me. He has his hands jammed into his pockets and he appears to be shaking a bit.

He gives me a weak smile and nods his head slightly at me. I smile at him excitedly and stand up, still behind the counter.

He flinches slightly and I instantly feel bad for it and just stand there for a moment. Without thinking, I walk out from behind the counter and wrap my arms around him.

He lets out a suprised gasp and I felt him tense up slightly. I look up at him and smiles more before pulling away from him.

"Yes," I said quietly.

"What now," he asks suprised.

"I said yes," I say pulling his note out of my pocket and hand it to him.

He takes it from me and smiles lightly, placing it into his pocket. I giggle at him and clasp my hands together in front of me.

"You look nice in light colors. . . and flower crowns," Johnny says with a smirk.

"T-thank you," I stutter out, my face heating up.

He chuckles quietly and crosses his arms over his chest. I look down slightly and fiddle with my fingers nervously.

"So about the yes thing? W-when would you like to g-go out," he asks nervously.

"Well. . . I get off of my shift at six pm. . . Will tonight be okay," I ask shyly looking up at him.

"Of course. It won't be anything special though. . ."

"Not to be cheesy but anything with you is special," I say with a smile.

"Alright then. I'll pick you up at seven?"

"Perfect. . ."