Description: Rose Winston basically looks like the girl version of Dallas. She has brown hair and eyes. She is obviously a greaser. She fights what gets in her way. And is very protective of the gang. When it comes to her the gang and especially her older brother will be there to protect her. She always has to wear a leather jacket and ripped jeans.
Rose POV:
My brother and I are driving in a deserted road, listening to Jail House Rock from Elvis. As we were screaming the lyrics, I think of the gang. How we used to dance so hard we would pass out on the couch. Even Darry would dance with us. I guess Dallas noticed cause he turned down the music.
"What's wrong, baby sis?" Dallas ask concerned, it can be sweet of him to be concerned because he really doesn't care about anyone. Well, obviously only Johnny and myself.
"I'm really going to miss them. Just, do you think there going to stick together with the mom of the group gone?" I say pointing my index finger towards my face with a sly smile. Dallas rolls his eyes in response of my comment.
"They will be fine. We can visit like once a month and we can call them every night." Dallas says nudging my shoulder. I shove his hand off and act like I was mad. Even though I kinda was, but I could never be upset to my only supporter and wall to lean into.
"A month!?!?" I say shoving his shoulder harder.
"Aye! We both have school!" Dallas says "defending" himself. We both know that was a lie, because it would come to a surprise but, I'm exactly the same. Or I'm even worse. I look at him giving a "really🙄😑" look. We both burst out laughing at the joke. Although, I was saying that i can sometimes be more Roth less with certain things. I get into fights more than Dallas, I'm cunning, smart, curios, and trained. By trained, I mean, me and Dallas didn't really know each other when we were kids. My mom and dad put me up for adoption and sent me away. I was adopted by a Mob boss, he treated me like his own. And he personally trained me to be a warrior, and now, I now every thing he could ever know. But when I was 8 and Dallas was 10, he soon found out. He pleaded for his mom to get his baby sister back. And she eventually gave in. (This is before our family went to shit) And ever since, we've been inseparable. No matter what. And nobody fucked with you, being Dally's little sister.
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We finally arrived at the small house that we bought. It might not be that much but it was so much more than that. It was a dream to have a place just relax and enjoy alone time. And that won't be a problem because Dallas and I don't even argue that much. We get our stuff from the trunk and I grab my skateboard from the backseat. We pick rooms and start unpacking, which wasn't that hard because we always moved, but also not stayed as long as I thought we would stay in Tulsa, so our luggage were never huge. I grab my skateboard from the corner of my room and start walking towards the exit.
"Uhh...where do you think your going?" Dally ask with him leaning on the doorframe of his bedroom, while crossing his arms.
"I'm going to go skate around the town." I say innocently with a cute baby voice. Dallas laughs as if I was never going to convince him.
"Fine." Dallas agrees. I jump in excitement. "But I'm going!" Dallas say interrupting my victory. I stop jumping and roll my eyes in annoyance.
"You don't even know how to skate!" I defend myself to go by myself.
"Then your going to have to teach me, cause I'm not letting you go alone in this new town." Dallas says while walking to my room to find my spare skateboard. He walks out with my plain black skateboard. Mine was much cooler, it had checkered black and white flannel design and I filled it with a bunch of stickers. We walk out, then I get an idea in my head.
"Lightbulb" I say with a smirk. Dallas turns to me squinting his eyes and raising his right eyebrow.
"Try and keep up." I say and instantly I ran down the driveway, getting a head start. I land on my skateboard perfectly and start racing down the street while laughing like a maniac.
"Hey! Rose! That's not fair, man!" Dallas says with his strong accent. I look back and thought it was hilarious of him trying to ride a skateboard. After about 15 minutes, Dally finally got the hang of riding a skateboard. We start riding side by side when we see a pretty big high school. The one we'll be going tomorrow. The hell. I never liked school. We decide to skate in the parking lot. There was a loud bell and kids start running out the school. It was a Tuesday, so school must have ended. There are a lot of kids dressed like Dallas and I. So I think that's a good sign. But I also see kids dressed like socs. I look at Dallas.
"I think this town isn't that different from Tulsa." I say with a smile. Everyone then started to stare us, I'm guessing new people aren't that common. A guy with a light blue vest and a white long sleeve t-shirt. He grabbed a large stick from a bush nearby and throwd it. My skateboard didn't move when it hit the stick, which made me go flying. I roll to the ground and hit my head on a rock.
"What the hell!?" Dallas exclaims in an angry tone.
Uh oh. I think to myself. I look over and barely see Dallas grabbing the collar of the guy that made me fall. I at least see 4 Dallas's. I still try to get up. A strong hand gently grabs my arm to help me up.
"Hey sugar, are you alright?" He says propping me up.
"Im fine. And I'm not your sugar." I say pulling my arm away. I finally regain my strength, I shook my head to get the dizziness out of my sight. Once it finally did, I walked up to the soc guy, I look at Dallas and slightly waved my hand, signaling for him to let him go. Dally got my message and let go. I examine him, he was white with dirty blond hair slick back and he had a smirk on his face wondering what I was going to do.
"I'm ganna burst your bubble, soc boy." I say instantly balling up my fist. I fit my hair up in a high ponytail.
"Ha! What are you gonna do, drape? Your just a useless girl, you should have stayed in the kitchen." He commented while getting pat on the back from his friends on his little comment.
"Huh!" Dallas says in a laughing way. "You just made the biggest mistake of your life. And I'm not pulling her off." Dally finishes, I instantly let my anger get the best of me. I punch the soc in the face as hard as I possibly could. He was stunned and fell to the floor as if someone threw them. His friends step up to defend him.
"Hey! We don't care if your a girl!" One of his friends say.
"Oh, good! At least this will be an interesting fight."
One of the guys try to punch me but I block it with my left arm and strike with my right. Another boy comes towards me but I kick him where the sun don't shine and he went down immediately. There were two boys left.*it's only the fighting scene. This is how Rose kicked the two socs ass. Just imagine your the Black Canary*
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