Stranger

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Dally's POV
I'm in the hospital because I got shot in the stomach it sucks here and the view is terrible I get up and sit in my wheelchair then look out the window I looked across and saw a beautiful girl she threw something then started crying so I got something opened my window and threw something at hers it was not close so I had to put some arm into it it hit her window and I silently celebrated
Storm
You hear something hit the window and look up. The guy across from me opened his window you wipe your eyes and he closes his window and grabs something it was a dry erase marker he wrote
Dally: 'YOU OK?'
You grabbed a dry erase
Storm: 'NOT REALLY' (he wiped off the marker)
Dally: 'IM SORRY'
Storm: 'ITS FINE'
Dally: 'IM DALLAS OR DALLY'
Storm: 'STORM WHATCHA IN HERE FOR'
Dally: 'GUNSHOT YOU'
Storm: 'OW CAR ACCIDENT'
Dally: 'GEEZ'
Storm: 'YEA ITS TUFF OUT HERE' (he chuckles)
Dally: 'WHERE'S PARENTS'
Storm: 'WENT TO GET FOOD YOURS'
Dally: 'NO PARENTS MY FRIENDS WERE HERE THO'
Storm: 'OH IM SORRY'
Dally: 'ITS COOL' (you see someone enter his room he quickly erases and turns around it was a nurse he started arguing with her and she left he looked at you and shrugged you giggle)
Malik: hey honey we're back (you turn around quickly)
Jenny: whatcha doin
Storm: oh nothing just lookin at the view
You guys eat and then they go to your moms room to sleep and you sit on the edge of your bed then take off your gown and put on a undershirt and some shorts
Dally's POV
I looked over to her and saw her take off her gown I quickly turned then slowly looked back she was gorgeous and I wanna know why she was crying she put on a tank top and shorts then one sock on her none casted foot she then sighed and slumped down propping herself up with her hands I hop in my wheelchair and go over to the window and throw something at her window she looks up and gets in her wheelchair then goes over to the window I pick up the dry erase marker
Storm's POV
You hear something hit the window and get back in your wheelchair and go to the window he picked up the marker and wrote
Dally: 'HEY'
Storm: 'HEY'
Dally: 'IM BORED MEET ME IN THE CAFETERIA'
Storm: 'UH OK?' (He throws shorts and a shirt on and goes out his room you get a sweater and throw it on your arms and head out to the cafeteria you arrive there at the same time he does he smirks at you)
Dally: hey (his voice was deep husky and he had a Yorker accent)
Storm: hey (her voice was sweet and soft with a Jersey accent) well I snuck out for this whatcha wanna do (he smirks you guys get ice cream and sit at the table it was empty in there and most of the lights were off)
Dally: so how'd you get in a car accident
Storm: my mom wasn't paying attention and she drifted out the lane how'd you get shot
Dally: pissed off the wrong people (you nod) why were you crying
Storm: oh it's stupid really my uh cousin came to see me and told me my boyfriend of 2 years cheated on me with a whore
Dally: who
Storm: Silvia Perish
Dally: (he drops his spoon on the table) really
Storm: yeah?
Dally: little 2 timin broad
Storm: hm?
Dally: Silvia's....my girlfriend
Storm: oh I'm sorry
Dally: it's fine I shouldn't have got back with er I knew she was a whore I'm just sorry she messed up your relationship
Storm: nah it's fine he was toxic anyway
Dally: how so
Storm: kept goin back to him when....
Dally: when?
Storm: when he would hit me
Dally: I know people I can get rid of him for you
Storm: I don't know if you're serious or not but I'll pass kinda wanna keep him alive to beat his ass myself
Dally: want me to help
Storm: (giggles) you're in no condition
Dally: yeah I am (stands up and tries walking) see I'm a natural
Storm: (giggles) I would do the same but I'm broken
Dally: (chuckles) here (he helps you stand and holds you up he was strong) now be careful don't walk on it hop on one foot (you hop a couple steps)
Storm: ima pro (you both laugh and he helps you sit back down) that was the most I've walked in 2 days
Dally: oh I walk all the time you know to the sink waddle to the wheelchair (you both laugh) so when you gettin out
Storm: I assume when my concussion gets better you
Dally: when they know I'm not bleeding internally
Storm: oh that sounds fun
Dally: yeah ya know watching tv sitting down laying down harassing nurses it's great!
Storm: (giggles) so these friends of yours what are they like
Dally: ok you have Darry he's like the den mother keeps us all in check works roofing houses he's always stressed looks older then he is he's 21 he's the oldest then you have Two-bit he's 19 he's the second oldest but has a brain of a 2 year old he loves Mickey Mouse and he's the joker of the group and the alcoholic then you have Steve he's 17 one thing you should know about him never take his chocolate cake he'll murder you (you giggle) him and two are obsessive over it it's crazy he works at the DX he's hates one of the gang members and is best friends with another he's crazy then you have Soda he's 16 Steve's best friend and Darry's younger brother everyone loves him he's got those movie star looks you just can't be mad at soda he works at the DX too he's the lovable one has all the girls on him but he falls to fast then you have my personal favorite Johnny he's 16 too he's like the gang pet no one can be mad at him either not like soda but because we hate what he goes through his parents are a nightmare I try my hardest for him to not be like me but he instead looks up to me poor kid then there's pony Darry and sodas little brother he's a book worm too smart for any of us but not smart enough for the street he's real stupid when it comes to street he's always got his head in the clouds he hates Steve and Steve hates him he's 14 Darry soda and pony always eat chocolate cake for breakfast their parents died a couple months back then you have me Dallas dally or Dal I'm the toughest one really ask any of em I'm 17 I'm the "ladies man" of the group but I don't get around as much as people say it's just rumors but uh I'm the hood of the group no one else is only me let's just say I'm the bad guy (you giggle) that sounds bad doesn't it
Storm: no just makes you seem tuff
Dally: so what are you like window girl
Storm: (giggles) I'm Storm or stormy I'm 17 I hate school with passion ima greaser-ish if I keep goin like I am I'll be a hood um I don't really have any friends my dads really and super over protecting like if he saw us now he would flip
Dally: why
Storm: it took him a long time to start liking Jaylen now he's probably gonna kill em but dad doesn't like when I hang around guys which is so pissy because guys are way better then girls it's always pillow fight in underwear dress up makeup paint your nails ugh I can't take it so basically my parents are my only friends
Dally: well now you got another friend (you look at each other and smile you finish talking and eating ice cream then wheel over to where you met)
Storm: this was real fun I needed this thank you
Dally: pleasures all mine you got me out of bein so damn bored (you both laugh)
Storm: I'll see ya later
Dally: I'll throw somethin at your window tomorrow
Storm: (laughs) bye Dal
Dally: bye stormy (you head back down to your room and do a full 360 in the hall) ahhh i wish I could play that over again (you wheel back to your room and flop down on your bed and look over to dally's room he was sitting on the edge of his bed taking off his shirt you look at him and stare a little you couldn't deny he was hot really hot he had brown messy hair but he pulled it off with brown eyes engulfed in rage he had a strong build and high cheekbones he was tall and lean like 6'3 tall you were tall for a girl but he made you feel small his scent was cigarettes cologne and leather but it wasn't a bad smell he didn't have grease in his hair like a normal greaser maybe he didn't like it you talked to this man for most the night but you still didn't understand him no grease but a greaser gunshot but by who and why why does he sleep shirtless what's up with his reputation and he "gets around" the "bad guy" of the bunch these swirl in your mind as you notice him to see you he smirks and waves you turn red and wave back he writes something on the window)
Dally: 'IT ISN'T NICE TO STARE'
Storm: 'I WASN'T STARING'
Dally: 'REALLY CUZ YA GOT A LITTLE DROOL THERE'
Storm: 'SHUT UP' (he laughs) (you roll your eyes and smile)
Dally: 'GOODNIGHT STORMY'
Storm: 'GOODNIGHT DAL' (he flips over onto his bed and you get situated in yours and lie awake watching the ceiling there was no way you would go to sleep you were to wound up in the last 48 hours you got in a car accident woke up found out you had a concussion a broke leg and a burnt arm your boyfriend cheated on you you met a hot guy that confuses you you snuck out your room to see him you talked and begun to get to know him more he was complex then you guys flirted a bit and now here you are staring at the ceiling feeling bored again you reached over to your bedside table and took medication then after about 5 minutes you went to sleep)
Morning
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