Let me get one thing straight; I hate being a Socs girl. Yeah sure, we Socs' are the "lucky" ones who have all the money and get all the breaks and have nice cars and big houses - which we do- but it sure is boring! As Socs girls are expected to be polite, elegant, and well behaved. I'm more like a Greaser girl than a Socs anyway. I've got the greaser attitude, looks, and I love hanging out with the greasers. But the fact that I didn't grow up on the west side means I am technically a Social.
Anyways Me and my best friend, Robyn sneak out of our houses to head to a party on the west side. At Buck's place there is always a party going on and me and my friends always find some way to go, even though it is pretty much forbidden by my parents. I catch a ride with Cherry, a red headed Socs that my friends and the greasers can barely stand, but she has a tuff look'n red mustang which makes her okay in my books. When we arrive at Buck's place the music is pounding, making the whole house shake. I confidently strut in the door and roll my eyes at a couple of greaser boys who wolf whistle at me. Robyn starts flirting up a bartender and gets us some free drinks. I'm to young to drink usually but I have a fake ID that states i'm 21 instead of 16. I don't even notice as a Handsome greaser boy with dark hair and dark eyes comes down a long flight of stairs and joins Robyn at the bar. " Hey, whats a sweet looking thing like you doing here?' he flirts in a seductive tone. What seemed like harmless flirting soon escalates into something worse very quickly. The grease puts his arm around her shoulders. "Can you please not touch me?' Robyn snaps. "Why not?' he asks stubbornly." Cause I don't want be touched, especially by a greaser like you.' She pulls away from his grasp quickly. " I could change that" He purrs in her ear. Robyn roughly pushes him away but it seems this guy just won't give up. " leave me alone, Before I call the police!" she insists. "oh my, you got me scared to death!' he chuckles. I decided I've seen just about enough and I rush over to her rescue.
"Can you please take your hands off my friend and learn some respect!' I snap. " You've got it all wrong sweet cakes, i was just joking around with her. Are you a bit jealous? " Your better looking then her anyways doll" he says in a bewitching tone and pushes Robyn out of the way. He grabs me by the shoulders and pushes me up against a wall " I'm Dallas Winston" he smirks. "thee Dallas Winston? " the one who steals a girls heart then breaks it the next week?" I imitate his tone sarcastically. He just laughs and whispers some pretty dirty things into my ear that I'm surely not going to repeat. my mouth falls open in shock as I slap him across the face and he releases me from his grip. " Wow someones a little feisty!' he smiles arrogantly while holding his cheek." Just the way i like 'em." he lights a cigarette and leans against the wall, looking me up and down. I can see it in his face that Dallas is trouble and almost everyone knows him as a pretty boy and a hurt to any girls heart. So Why does my stomach flutter with butterflies whenever he looks me in the eyes?
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The Twinkle in your Eyes, and the Smirk on your Lips.
FanficDallas Winston is a troublesome and rebellious greaser who seems to have his eye on every girl in Tulsa, Oklahoma and has earned the reputation of being a bad boy player who breaks hearts like there's no tomorrow, but when Dallas meets a young Socs...