"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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"Cassie, come on!"
"I'mcoming!"
I ran through the green grass and sped onto the jetty before launching myself into the air and cannon bombing into the water, still wearing my white dress scattered with tiny fluorescent flowers. The water moisturising my face as I held my breath letting bubbles arise before I float back up to the surface and inhaled a breath of fresh air
"What took ya so long!" Soda giggled and I turn towards him who was also fully clothed and splash him with water
"Mom's not gonna be happy I'm swimming in my new dress" I look down at the pretty patterned fabric and sigh
Soda then grabbed his shirt and pulled it harshly causing it to tear "Oops, mom's not gonna be happy I ripped my shirt"
I giggled and we dove back into the clear water which sparkles in the sunlight
ThenI was snapped out of my dream with a big thud in my stomach, I winced in pain
"Get up, Greaser" a low voice said from above me, I tiredly attempt to open my eyes, it was dark and I could barely see anything
"Cassie" I heard a voice whisper beside me, I turn to face it and I manage to see Johnny laying there beaten, his face was bleeding and he had bruises all over him
"Johnny?" I question quitely but was soon cut off by another boot in the stomach which I clutch in pain "shit" I whisper
"You greasers should know not to sleep alone outside, now don't you?" The voice rang and a pair of arms grabbed me and pulled me up forcing me to meet the speaker face to face
I rolled my eyes at the sight "Bob" I said in the disgust "The one and only" he remarked cheekily but I stood there unamused "soo serious" he dragged and said making him and a few others laugh but I continue to stand there with a frown
His smile then faded and he quickly grabbed my face furiously and I flinch "Smile" he squeezed my cheeks aggressively
"Go to hell" I spat in response. He smiled then hooked me in the stomach making me almost fall over but the pair of hands held me upright
The fist connected with my jaw several times before I fell to the floor. At this point I was bleeding and tired, arms latched onto me and pressed me into the ground
