•over time• {Dallas Winston}

Blue highway

December 16th, 1983.
12:37pm

After dally left that afternoon I sat in my bed thinking. Why did I feel this way each time I talked to him, or even be around him? I didn't feel it at first..it couldn't be a crush right? No, way. He's not even my type..!

I got out of my train of thought once my record stoped playing and made a small screeching noise. I checked the time.

12:40pm

Me and Dallys dinner thing isn't until another 7 hours. And it only takes me
About 30 minutes to get ready. I'm so bored. I'll just go walk around town for a bit, see what I could do. Maybe Johnny wants to go. I walked over to the Cutis house and knocked on the door. Darry opened it.

"Oh hey Naomi, come in." he said with a welcoming smile. He's like another father to me. I walk in and grab a
Beer from the fridge.

"Great now Darrys gonna think I drank it."

I turned around to see Ponyboy at the table working on school work.

"We can just blame it on dally." I said with a small grin.

"Wow you're so very sweet." He tapped his pencil on the table.

"Don't forget it." I messed up his hair before sitting next to two-bit on the floor.

"Where's Johnny?" I asked.

"He said he's going on a walk." Two responded.

"Oh alright, I'll go check the lot. Thanks two."

He nodded and I got off the floor and walked out the door, thanking Darry for the beer on my way out.

I started heading towards the lot, it snowed last night and now there's ice and snow everywhere. It's also pretty cloudy so it freezing outside today. I turned the corner and immediately saw Johnny sitting on the curb smoking. I walked over to him smiling. He had his head in his hands for some reason so I couldn't see his face.

"You alright johnnycakes?" He peeked up at him. He was crying. He tried to hide his face again.

"Hey whoa, hold on." I sat down next to him. He turned his head to look at me. He had bruises and cuts on his face, his eyes were red and glossy from crying. He also had a bloody nose and his hair was and disaster.

"Good lord.."

"It's them damn socs man..I can't stand em'.." his voice sounded like he was holding his nose, just like it always did when he was scared or crying. My heart sank a little.

"Jesus Johnny, did you have a blade..?" He pointed to the sidewalk a couple of yards away. His switchblade laid on the grass next to it. I sighed and hugged him.

"C'mon I'll bring you to my place and fix ya up." I helped him up and he put his arm around my shoulder, leaning on me for support.

"My house is only around 2 blocks away..it won't be long." He just nodded.

Once we made it to my place I saw that there were no cars here, so that means we're home alone. I took Johnny inside and told him to sit on the couch. He did and I went upstairs to go grab the medical kit. Our medical kit has grown in size over the past couple of years due to my stepdad, my brother, and me. We
All get into fights a lot and end up beating each other. Usually it's me and my stepdad but sometimes it all three of us. I grabbed it from under the bathroom sink and ran back downstairs. I sat next to him on the couch and poured some rubbing alcohol on a towel.

"What did the guys look like, who beat you up I mean..?"

"One had a lot of rings..and the other had curly hair. They were in a blue mustang.."