That Little Soc | Dallas Winston x Reader | The Outsiders Fanfiction

Chapter 1 | School Day

Your POV:
It was a normal day at school in my first period class. It was an art class. I sat in the very back.

I was doodling in my little notebook, until I heard we were doing a partner project. I looked up to the front to seet two list of two groups with names.
People who are aloud to pick their own partners and people who have assigned partners.

I got to pick my own partner.

I groaned, and sat still waiting until someone would approach me, or until there was one other person left.

I laid my head on my desk, and closed my eyes. I soon felt a tap on my shoulder, and I looked up to see a good greaser friend, Ponyboy.

"Hey Y/n! Looking for a partner?" Ponyboy asked. "Not really, but yeah." I said nonchalantly.

"We should be partners then." "Do I have a choice?" "No." "Okay."

And now I have been kidnapped into being a horsemans art partner. At least I am good friends with him.

Ponyboy sat next to me with all his stuff and we looked to the front of the room to hear instructions. My eyes started to wander around the room, and saw another friend of mine, Cherry, looking back at me and Pony, whispering to another girl, Sophie.

I can only imagine what they're talking about. I rolled my eyes thinking about it.

"Cherry, Sophie. Please tell me you both are talking about the project." Our teacher Ms. Frizzle had said. "Uhm, no we're not. Sorry." "Pay attention then."

We were learning how to draw a body. Not anatomy. Just how to draw the body in different positions. We had to test our partner on how they draw different positions. Once we both get it down. We work together to make a whole colored drawing of the body. Winner gets multiple sweets, and Pony wanted the sweets.

After class Cherry pulled me with her, and started telling me how greasers were no good, and how could I not partner up with Marcia.

"You know, I would've partnered up with Marcia if I knew you were gonna partner up with a greaser." Cherry was starting to ramble on. "What is so wrong with greasers? Other than the fact they use too much hair grease. What did they do to you?"

Cherry scoffed. "When you think of a greaser, think of that filthy Dallas Winston. All he does is rob gas stations, terrorise children and try to pick up and mess with all the girls he sees. Greasers are filthy." Cherry was trying to get me to take her side.

I sighed, "Dallas Winston? So you've been listening to my brother." I started as I was walking backwards facing Cherry. "Dallas Winston is Dallas Winston. He acts like that because his father doesn't love or care about him. I agree Winston is filthy, but not all greasers are like him. Just like how not all Socs are like your boyfriend, Bob. Or my brother. When you think of greasers, quit thinking of Winston and think of Ponyboy Curtis." I finished and turned around walking away from Cherry to my next period.

|Time Skip|

My last period class which was my math class, was just about to end. No homework today, unusual and rare.

I started pack up and stood up to leave. Yes there was 10 minutes left of class, but I was bored. "L/n. Sit down. There is still-" She stopped talking to look at her watch. "9 minutes left of school. Sit down, you can leave once the bell rings." "Listen I would, but no thanks. My shift starts in 15 minutes. Goodbye." That was a lie, but it works. I continued to walk out the door and out of the building.

I sighed as I reached my house. Casa L/n. I unlocked the door and peeked around inside to see my mother cooking dinner. This early? Wow.

"Hello dear." "Hi mom." I walked up to my room and changed into my DX shirt.

Today is gonna be stressful. Ponyboy's older brother Sodapop is gonna work up front with me today, and today my brother, Rick, is told me he was going to the DX today.

Horray for me.

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