faraway - dallas winston

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i stormed out, crying from my mom's yelling. i got a c on my essay for english class, and my parents didn't accept anything below an a-. i walked away from my house while wiping the tears streaming down my face, still doing the weird hiccuping from crying too hard.

i mindlessly started walking, wherever my platforms would take me. a car slowed down on the road next to me so it took me a second to wipe my tears before i looked up.

it was none other than dallas winston, the boy i somehow always ran into. he rolled down the window and leaned over. "jolene?"

"hi dallas." my face flushed with embarrassment.

"are you crying?" he leaned out even more to get a closer look at my red, swollen eyes.

"um, yeah, i'm fine though."

he furrowed his brows, giving me a skeptical look. I avoided eye contact, creating a moment of awkward silence.

i looked off into the street before making yet another impulsive decision. "dallas, will you take me out?"

"what do you mean?" he asked, brows still furrowed, confused.

"not like that," i shook my head, the red flush returning to my face. "just somewhere faraway from here. anywhere from here. please."

he hesitated looking forward before indicating for me to get in. i jumped into the car and pulled the door shut. the inside of the car smelled like cigarettes and something else i couldn't name.

it was silent. silence was never really a good thing for me, it always lead me to overthink. funny, because my life was quiet and eventless. i sat with my legs crossed, foot bouncing up and down anxiously. what am i doing? where are we even going? agh, my mom is going to kill me. dallas looked over at my anxious movements. "so, doll, you want to tell me why you were crying?"

"i just got in an argument with my mom," i quickly stated, blushing at the pet name.

"about what?"

"my last essay. i got a c on it." i sighed. i hated getting bad grades, maybe even more than my mom when i brought home bad grades.

"damn, i was a straight d student in school."

"wait how old are you? aren't you still supposed to be in school?" i tilted my head in question.

"i'm seventeen. i'm still supposed to be in school, but i just don't go. school is lame anyway."

i smiled, kind of in agreement. school was a priority for me.

i knew about dallas winston, everyone did. he went to school maybe once every two months, he got drunk at parties, got in to fights, all that stuff. honestly not very different than how bob acts, just he's known for having a bad reputation while bob's is hidden.

we drove farther away from town.

he stopped at a random field, and got out of the car. i stepped out of the car and followed him to somewhere in the middle. he sat down, and i followed suit.

he nodded up, motioning for me to look up. it was pretty dark, and the stars were just starting to show. my mouth hung open a little as i tilted my head back, admiring the stars.

i looked over at dallas, who also had his head pointed towards the sky. "do you come here often?"

"nah, not really. i figured you would like it though, you remind me of pony and he likes this kind of stuff."

"is that a compliment?" i asked, chuckling.

"sure." he looked at me.

we watched the stars for a little longer, they were even prettier when it was pitch black. the cold air flowed around my body and i shook from the wind. before i knew it, dallas had stood up and had pulled me up. i had dozed off and he probably noticed. dallas grabbed my hands and pulled me into his car, covered me with his jacket, and got in himself in to start the car.

dallas' speed was not very consistent, but i closed my eyes nonetheless. i was asleep, but not really. whenever i slept in cars, i'm still aware of everything around me, my mind and eyes are just at rest.

i couldn't tell the time, but around 40 minutes later, the car stopped.

"hey, princess, you gotta get up now."

i opened my eyes to see dallas hovering over me. i took a deep breath and the smell of his jacket lingered. i removed the jacket from my body and handed it over to him as i stepped out of the car. my eyes were half closed at this point, but i recognized the house to be my neighbor's. he probably parked away from my house just incase my parents were awake. smart.

"thanks dallas, see you around." i waved, drowsy.

"mhm, see ya." he replied watching me walk through my door before speeding off.

lucky for me, my parents were already asleep, not waiting to scold me again.

i slumped into bed, falling asleep in my clothes and makeup.