"Y/N, hey short stack. Uh.. What are you up to today cuz I was thinking we could, ya know go see a movie at the nightly double." Dal said. You were walking up to him from your room in the Curtis house. "Where is my DX shirt?" you asked walking into the living room in you black tight tank top showing off in all the right places. "You mean this?" twobit says holding it up and looking you up and down before you grabbed and ran out so you wouldn't be late. Dally never got the chance to ask you..
"Steve Soda,you got 3 soc girls having a "problem" with their engines!" you exclaimed sighing. " send them back, doll" Steve says making you blush a slight bit " Ya know where to go because when aren't you here?" you said putting emphasis on aren't. After 3 hours of girls flaunting themselves to soda and you and steve making fun of each girl you guys shift was over as you walked home. Steve was lagging in the back mumbling to himselfSteve P.O.V
"Hey doll, do you wanna go to the movies with me tonight" i said to myself.. I have to make this perfect and without flaw i thought when i heard the most angelic voice call me "Stevie, c'mon hurry. I wanna know what superman cooked for dinner" they say wave their hands for me to hurry when i take off running towards soda and y/n both of them running not wanting to lose of course we already know who wins... Unfortunately Soda won,then y/n, then me. Only people that knows i like them is Soda, two-bit,and darry... Two only knows because he overheard me and soda talking about y/n.
*Timeskip brought to you by the gang.*Y/n P.O.V
" ok, guys im going to sleep." i say after eating and watching 2 hours of mickey and roughhousing with the gang. When i here two people call me " wait y/n can i ask you something" and i say sure looking at steve and dally calling me. Of course me being who i am i ask them to say their question on the count of 3. "1... 2... 3!" when they both say 'Will you go out with me tomorrow to the Nightly double?" Steve and Dally say at the same time... Well damn. What do i do?
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Teen Fictionjust imagines and preferences for the outsiders. Requests are open