The girl stops walking.
"Like I said, you're in our territory. Where do you plan on going?" I say to her small yet rigid frame.
She turns around and I see something different in her eyes. What was once fright filled eyes have been replaced with a sly look.
"Where are you going?" She replies.
I lean towards her with one hand beside my ear, "What?"
"You heard me. Where are you going? I'm going with you."
I smirk and shrug my shoulders trying to come up with an answer.
I look at her and sigh. This spoiled little soc should be fun to watch at a place like Buck's.
"I'm going to Buck's. If you want you can come," I walk past her and take a few steps before I hear her start to follow.
I mumble under my breath, "Oh, this should be fun."
* * *
I can see the lights outside of Buck's place and can hear the muffled music blaring from inside.
I start to walk up the steps and knock on the door. I look behind me and notice the girl standing at the bottom of the steps. I give her a look and she starts to walk up the steps.
Buck opens the door, ugly as ever wearing a cowboy hat and vest but no shirt.
"Well if it isn't ol' Dallas!" he yells.
We both chuckle. "No one looking for you tonight, are they?"
"No, man. Haven't stirred any trouble with the fuzz in a while, just came to have a time."
I walk through the door and he slaps me on he back. The he pulls me back and points to the girl.
"Where'd you pick up this broad?"
I turn around and look at her. "The drive-in, man," is the answer I decide to go with and she walks through the door Buck is holding open.
Buck walks away and soon the Hank William music gets louder and I laugh. Man, that guy loves Hank Williams.
"So your name is Dallas?" I hear the girl ask from behind me.
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Abyssal Emotions (The Outsiders/Dallas Winston Fan-Fic)
Hayran KurguIn the 1960's, two teenagers from opposite sides of the tracks help each other learn about their town, what really matters in life, and each other while trying to erase their broken pasts.
