It was nice.. knowing we had each other's backs, but it was hard knowing we had to have each other's backs unless we wanted to be beaten by some stuck up cocky Soc.
We learned that the hard way with Johnny. He stayed closer to us after the incident. He didn't like to talk about it and I understood him all good and well.
We didn't let that bring us down though, and we tried to keep up the sort of healthy and relaxed atmosphere in the gang to help all of us, mostly Johnny, know we have somewhere and others to count on if we ever got into a bad situation.
Dallas Winston couldn't take the hint though. He loved causing trouble, and the worse part was, I was always a sucker for trouble.
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I crossed my arms as I watched his dumbass walk out from the prison cell. Fortunately for him, I had a good financially stable family, and was able to pay off his bail.
He looked at me like an idiot.
"Hey doll.."
"Don't "Hey doll" me. I should beat your ass. What's wrong with you? What made you think you could fight a Soc and he'd end up being in jail and not you? You aren't that dumb Dally." I was sugarcoating it for him. He was an idiot, but this was just common sense.
"Don't be so harsh. It was just a little rumble." He rolled his eyes, walking out the police station next to me.
"Little? He ended up in the hospital."
"So? Why do you care? He's a damn Soc, Nova. Not your best friend or some dipshit like that."
"It doesn't matter, Dally. He's still a person. Soc or Greaser, President or Homeless, the guy still feels as much pain as you do. You shouldn't let that stupid greaser/soc thing get to your head and cause you to snap at any soc you see."
"Yeah, i guess." I knew all good and well he was just saying that to shut me up, but i was fed up with this stupid Soc / Greaser war. I really didn't see the point of it. "You got a cancer stick?"
I chuckled at his little nickname for a cigar. He rarely used it, but he used it to lighten up situations like this. "Yeah."
"Well.. can I have one?"
"Nah."
"That's cruel, Nov. You're a cruel person."
"Yeah, I know."
"If i say please, can i get one?"
"Maybe." We walked down the sidewalks, really just aimlessly walking without any purpose.
"Please."
"Mm.. No."
"Should've stayed in jail." He chuckled, shoving me lightly.
"Woulda' never let you." I snickered, pushing him back.
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