Dally

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"Shut the fuck up." I yelled before I slid out my window. My parents were arguing again, and I'm just God damned sick of it. I packed a bag and I didn't plan on coming back for awhile. I walked down the street to liquor store to buy cigarettes, and maybe some candy. I walked into the store and picked out the items I wanted.

"One pack of cigarettes, please." I told the cashier.

A tall tough looking kid walked in. I eyed him for quite awhile, I finally realized it was Dallas Winston. He had a wrap sheet longer than anybody else in this town. I felt his hot breath running down my neck.

"What's your name, Doll?" He finally spoke up in a thick New York accent.

"Y/n." I bluntly answered.

"Pretty name for a pretty girl." He smirked at me.

"Thanks." I leaned on the counter and waited for the cashier to ring up my items.

"I'm Dally but you can call me anytime." He thought he was slick.

"Yeah, I know who you are." I smirked at him.

"Oh yeah? And what do you think?" He asked.

"You're pretty tuff." I replied.

"You're my kind of broad." He grinned.

I grabbed my items and winked at him. I stepped out the door and stood in front of the store. I have to figure out where I'm going. I lit one of the cigarettes I just bought and settled into my thoughts. Dally appeared next to me and shook me from my thoughts.

"You got a light?" He pulled out a cigarette from his jacket.

"Yeah, here ya go." I handed him the lighter my grandpa gave me.

"So what's a Doll like you doin' out so late?" He lit his cigarette.

"Just tryin' to get away from my folks." I looked up at the stars and took a drag off my cigarette.

"I was headin' to a party my friend was throwing, why don't you tag along?" He asked.

"Sure, why not." I replied.

Normally, I wouldn't go with a total stranger or with Dallas Winston for that matter, but at this point I think I was doing this just to piss off my parents. They hated when I would stay out all night and come home smelling like cigarettes and beer.

"Great." He grinned like he did earlier. We finished our cigarettes and walked up to red ford thunderbird.

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