Wind

Chapter Two

Dally's P.O.V
     When Johnny told me to stop, I couldn't handle it. I got mad. I was going to punch hin when I stopped. I couldn't punch Johnny, he was my bestfriend, almost like a brother. But it was too late, my fist was already in the air aiming. I didn't know what to do. So, I kinda, and accidently punched Leah in the face. She immediantly fell to the ground.
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Leah's P.O.V
     I woke up to a thrubbing head ache. Nice. I looked around and was in an unfamilar room. I got up but stopped when my legs literally  collapsed. Soda and one of the members I didn't get to meet walked in.
     "Great you are awake." He said. "Oh, I am Soda's bestfriend, Steve Randle." He smirked at me.
     "I am Leah. Nice to meet you." I replied, still tired as ever.
     He winked at me.Boys are and can be weird and very strange.
     I got up and nearly fell down. Soda laughed and carried me to the couch, and him and Steve left the house, off to work. Mickey Mouse was on, so I sat and watched. The door opened quickly and loudly. It was Dallas.
     "Hey Two-Bit, remember when we robbed that book store?" Dally asked payinng attention to the tv.
     "Yah. Like 10 minutes ago?" Two responded, laughing at himself.
     I watched as Dal's eyes were removed from the tv, looking around. I gulped. He starred at me.
    "Well look who is up. Morning  hot stuff." He winked at me. I gave him a discusted look, then he chuckled.
     "You still up for tonight, baby?" He asked showing me his usually smirk. I rolled my eyes.
     "In your dreams Winston. And I said don't call me that." I looked back at Dally, his smirk turned into a frown.
     "That hurt, Leah darling." Dally walked towards me sitting next to me. He pressed his thumb lightly on my face, as I shook it off.
     "Any girl would be happy to be next to me. How come your not?" He asked me, his eyes washing away some of the New York evil, which was permanently stained in the dark brown eyes.
As I was about to talk, Steve ran in, looking for his keys.
Dally threw his arm around me. "How come, babe?"
    "I don't talk to fuckboys, and I am not some horny slut who wants to get banged up tonight at one of Buck's parties with you." I replied coldly. Steve whistled and laughed. He grinned at me, and Two laughed hardly and lightly hit Dal's arm. I flashed him a look. He stopped.
"I better get going." I said starring down at the floor. I grabbed my bag which was hanging on a coat rack, and openned the door, when suddenly it closed. I turned around, it was Dallas.
"You can't walk alone." He flashed me a grin, and a wink. I openned up the door cruely. "Watch me."
"Let me drive you," he called out behind me. I sighed. I didn't want to risk getting jumped again. "My car is parked over there."
"I guess." I groaned. I got in the t-bird parked a few yards away. Dally was the worst driving ever. His turns were sharp, his straights were fast, his stops were sudden. I told him the directions. I looked out the front and saw my house. The car came to an immediant and fast stop. I thanked him, got out and kissed the ground. Tip #1: NEVER drive with Dallas Winston.
I walked in the door, my sister in the living room with a few friends. She suddenly turned angerly at me. She got up and walked towards me.
"Where the hell were you!" She screemed at me. "You had me worried sick!" She looked angry, but her eyes were filled with kindness, as I felt two arms invite me into a warm hug.
"I am sorry Kat." I replied honestly. "I got jumped and I spent the night at a friends." I admitted. I kind lied, but it wouldnt make it better if I told her I stayed at 3 guy's house I meet that day.
"I wished you would have called, Le-Lah," she whispered softly. Le-Lah was my childhood nickname growing up. Kat was her's. Kat stuck.
"Im sorry." I responded truthfully. She unwrapped her arms and ran back to her friends, patting a spot for me to sit. I gladly accepted. Ot was a long morning. I got up and made my way to the kitchen. It was 10:30 so I made some brunch; scrambled eggs. I looked around for my bag but couldn't find it. Darn it, I left it in Dal's car. Ugh.
I opened up the drawer and looked for my phone book, (don't know if they had those but pretend xD) I openned it to the back.
"Wa" No,
"We" No
"Wi" Yes,
I flipped to the next page, and found Mary and Paul Winston. They have to be his parents, right? I picked up the landline and called the number.
I familiar New York accent answered, "Hello, Winston residence, Dallas speaking," he said kindly. I was amused.
"It's Leah, Dallas." I said. I could already seen the grim on his face through the phone.
"Did you think about tonight?" He asked, I could imagine him winking.
"Leah? Who are you talking too!" Kat demanded. I couldn't tell here. Everyone knows Dallas Winston. Largest criminal with the larest record. Everyone is afraid.
"Just a friend," I yelled back at Kat from the other room. I resumed back to Dallas. "I left my bag in you car," I said, sounding defeated.
"I noticed." He replied shraply. "I'll bring it over to your place tonight, around 10/11ish."
"Ok, sounds good." I put down the phone, and threw the phone book back into the drawer, hearing a sqeak from the handle. I walked back into the living room, avoiding eye contact.
"Who was that?" Asked one of Kat's friends, Mel. Mel, short for Melandie, had short blonde hair, and bright, beautiful blue eyes.
"Like I said earlier, it was just a friend." I said, I was tired, so I said goodnight, and went upstairs. Was Dally even a friend? I thought and drifted off to sleep.
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I woke up to a loud banging on the door. Crap. I forgot Dallas was coming. I walked downstairs, tired and not wanting to hear Dally's shit.

Like i said earlier, I am still looking for someone to play Soda's girlfriend so please send me your (or a completley random) name and description. Thanks for reading!
~Hannah :)