"You'll soon find out why people are named after storms"
Cassandra Winston- the little sister of Dallas Winston, was just a broken soul
Until Sodapop Curtis came around
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"what now?"
I've been 'working' at the DX for about 2 weeks now. I usually sat behind the counter because I wasn't the brightest with cars, but when Steve was in the mood he'd give me little auto mechanic lessons
we'd been working on a car who's motor crashed, and considering I've never touched inside a car, I was doing pretty good
"Okay, just screw that into there and give that a clutch" Steve tutored and I did as he said. It started and the engine roared
I laugh and jump excitedly while clapping my hands like a kid and Steve looked me like a proud dad "would ya look at that, little Winston's first fix"
A smile sewn on my face and my bright eyes lit up as he ruffled my hair
He leaned against the now fixed car and smiled "Soda's supposed to be getting out anytime now" I smiled, I hadn't been visiting Soda lately since I had been taking shifts at the DX and Darry always made sure to pick up work from school
The rest of the day went on just like the usual other days would, blobbing out listening to Elvis Presley and David Bowie
Its was Friday so the DX was open late which made me real tired and all that was on my mind was my bed so I had walked straight home after my shift
The next day I had slept in. I shot myself up and got dressed into a pair of skinny jeans and a white singlet, chucking a DX shirt over the top of my outfit. I wasn't an official employee at the DX but I had been taking shifts there so often Dylan, our boss, had given me a DX shirt. I was running late enough so I pulled my hair into a high ponytail letting the loose waves run down like a waterfall and a few strands fall here and there
I grab my old skool vans and walk to the gas station. I open the door, alarming the little bell on our door. The music wasn't bursting which was unusual because Steve loved to blast the sounds. Instead of calling him I walked to the back of the store to see if he was there, pushing open a door
"Cass-" I hear someone say but the door swung open and my eyes were latched onto the sight
Sodapop. Sodapop and Sandy. Soda had Sandy against a shelf with his tongue down her throat
I look at the pair who had just finished snogging each other. I stood there painfully, my throat feeling as if I was being choked and my stomach dropped to the deepest depths it possibly could
I could feel my face burning up and my eyes starting to sting. I heard the voice behind me cuss under their breath, bringing me back to reality. I wasn't about to let them see me cry so I run out
