// Johnny's Point Of View //

I left the Sweets shop smiling like an idiot and feeling like the happiest person ever. I was about halfway down the street when I realized a few things.

One: I'm finally getting that chance I wanted with the boy I like
Two: I forgot to ask where to pick him up at. . .

Sighing softly, I turn around and start walking back to the shop, my face heating up in embarrassment. I open the door slowly and the first thing I see in Ponyboy turned around, cleaning the counters.

I bite my lip softly and the bell goes off, Ponyboy instantly turning around. His face lights up bright red and his eyes widen.

"S-sorry but I-i forgot to ask you w-where to pick y-you up at," I stutter out nervously.

"I-its okay but h-here," he says stepping forward and reaching into his pocket and pulling out a pen. "C-can I have y-your hand," he questions quietly.

"Y-yeah," I say putting my hand out and rolling up my jean jacket sleeve.

He uncaps the pen and writes a few things on my arm before pulling away and putting the call back onto the pen. I smile and stuff my hand back into my pocket.

"Thank you," I mumble quietly.

"I-its no trouble. . . I-i'll see you l-later," he says softly.

I nod slightly and turn around, opening the door and leaving slowly. A small smile grew onto my face as I started to walk away from the Sweets shop for a second time that day.

I make my way to the lot, to be honest, I've never really been on a real date so I'm gonna need a bit of help. The guys can help me, they have experience, hopefully enough of it to help me out a bit.

I reach the lot and standing there, all of my friends are talking loudly and drinking again. I roll my eyes slightly and walk up to them slowly, only Two-Bit noticing me.

"Hey kid, so how'd it go," he slurs out.

"It went good actually. I'm gonna need some help from you guys. . . Are you up for it," I ask hopefully.

"I don't know," Two jokes. "Let me ask the others," he says turning to face Dally and Steve.

They whisper to each other quietly, debating whether I get any help from them or not. If they say no, I have my ways to make them help me, they always give in when I use my special ways.

They pull apart from their mini circle and look at me.

"We've decided that you can do it on your own," Dall says with a small smirk.

I guess I need to do my specialty.

"C-come on Dal. . . P-please? This m-means a lot to m-me. I-i don't wanna s-screw it up," I manage to stutter out.

"Suck it up kid, you'll do good I know it," Steve says clearly, him probably being the most sober one there.

I pout slightly and cross my arms over my chest, taking one and wiping my eyes that started to tear up. Dally's eyes widen slightly and he shakes his head.

"Don't you start with the water works Johnnycake. You'll do fine," Dally slurs.

"B-but I really c-care about him a-and I don't w-wanna lose him," I mumble quietly.

Dally sighs softly and rolls his eyes. He was so close to giving in and I knew he was, he always gives in when I want something.

"D-dally please," I say softly, my eyes tearing up more.

"Ugh fine. . . I swear you do all that on purpose," Dally mumbles.

I wipe my eyes and my face breaks out into a big smile. Steve smirks at me, knowing my tricks to get Dally to give into me.

"Thank you," I yell out and pull Dally into a hug.

He groans and squirms out of my grasp. I pout and he shakes his head at me.

"You know I'm not a hugger Johnny," he says.

"I know. . . But I'm just so happy," I yell again. "Now help me look good," I say with a smile.

"You already look good Johnny," Steve says.

"I wanna look great for him. You should've seen him at the shop. . . He was so damn adorable," I say.

"Oh really," Dally questions.

"Yeah, he's wearing a flower crown and it's so adorable," I mumble.

"You got yourself a softy flower boy," Two asks.

"Yeah, so what," I ask getting defensive.

"Nothing," Two-Bit mumbles.

I sigh and cross my arms over my chest, looking at the three boys standing in front of me. Suddenly, I take my arm and roll up the sleeve, looking at what Ponyboy wrote.

"What's that," Steve asks.

"He gave me his address so I could pick him up tonight," I say with a smile.

"Oh, so where are you gonna take him tonight," Dally asks.

"I-i don't really know yet. . . I don't have the money for something fancy," I say taking my hand and rubbing the back of my neck nervously.

I read over the address again, noticing something that I missed. There was a phone number written along with a mini note saying to call if I have questions.

"Gimme your phone," I say looking at Steve.

"Why," Steve asks digging through his pockets.

"I'm gonna call him and ask what he likes," I say as if it were obvious.

"Okay here," Steve says pulling out his phone and handing it to me.

I nod slightly and turn it on, going to the phone app and typing in his number. Placing it next to my ear, it rings a few times before he picks up.

"H-hello," he questions quietly.

"H-hi it's Johnny. . . I-i just wanted to ask what you liked s-so we don't go anywhere y-you don't want," I say.

"O-okay, well I like the stars," he says softly. "Books are another things. Of course you already know about cupcakes," he giggles out. "I also like flowers. . . Does that help at all," he asks.

"Of course it does. Thank you. See you later," I ask.

"See you later. Bye Johnny," he says before hanging up.

"Bye," I whisper before turning off the phone and handing it to Steve. "Thank you Steve."

"No problem. So have any ideas now," Steve asks sticking the phone back into his pocket.

"Yeah. . . I do but I'm gonna need lots of help from you guys. Are you willing to help me out," I ask hopefully.

"I'm in," Steve says.

"Me too," Dally mumbles with a smile.

"Me three," Two-Bit chuckles out.

"Great, here's the plan."