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I might kill you

Anger shot through my body. I charged at him which forced me to start chasing him down the street.

"Dallas fucking Winston I'm going to kick your ass!" I yelled loud enough for the neighbours to hear but I didn't care.

"Come on baby! It was a joke!" He died with laughter while running.

"I don't care shit head!" I screamed at him. I was pissed at how stupid he made me look. "You're such an ass!"

I sprinted faster catching up to him. I was about to jump on him when someone stood in front of me first.

Steve had stopped me from jumping on Dally. He grabbed my waist stopping me from running.

"Let me at 'em!" I yelled trying to get out of his grip. He grabbed on tighter then tossed me over his shoulder. I started punching his back in anger which unfazed him.

Dally had stopped running by then and came to follow Steve and I as the rest of the gang joined us.

I quit punching his back for it was no use. The guys brought me back to the house.

"I'm pretty sure I can walk on my own." I said annoyed.

"If I put you down will you chase Dally?" Steve asked.

"No I swear." I lied. Steve put me down and right as my feet hit the ground I jumped on Dally.

I sat on top of him trying to throw punches but he held my arms down so I couldn't hit him. Dally began to laugh continuously as did the rest of the gang.

"Calm down M." Two-Bit told me. He pulled me off of Dally and Steve threw me over his shoulder again.

We arrived at Two-Bit's house. Steve brought me to my room and rested me on my bed before shutting the door and leaving.

I checked my alarm clock once again. By that time it had been 2:56AM.

I sighed putting my head down. Once my head hit the pillow I fell asleep immediately.

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The scent of bacon and eggs filled my nose when I woke up. I laid in bed for five minutes before getting up and getting ready for the day.

I washed my hands and face and got dressed into some ripped jeans, a black V-neck T shirt and a large black belt with silver details. I added my white tennis shoes and threw my hair up in a messy ponytail to let my dark brown curls hang.

I opened the door and walked out of my room. To my surprise, the gang had already been there. Everyone except Johnny, Dally and Darry were there. Two-Bits parents were already gone to work so it was just the boys and I.

"We made you some breakfast. Wanted to let ya sleep as much as ya wanted because of Dally last night." Two-Bit chuckled and I shook my head in embarrassment.

"I'm still mad at the fucker." I mumbled as I sat down. Everyone stared at me and I looked back in confusion until I realized what I said.

"What? Nothin' that Pony hasn't heard before." I teased and Pony smiled.

They all relaxed a little and finished eating. I ate a bit then went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

I heard the front door open and saw Dally walk in. I walked out of the bathroom and stood in front of him, glaring as I crossed my arms.

He stood there wide-eyed looking me up and down.

I sighed which brought his eyes to mine.

"You're lucky I don't jump on ya right now." I mentioned to him.

"You think I wouldn't enjoy that?" He sent a devilish grin and winked. I don't know why but that made my knees grow weak. My face heated up and I looked down trying to hide it.

"Whatever Winston." I rolled my eyes and turned to Two-Bit and the others who had been playing a game of cards.

Soda listened to the conversation and you could tell that once again, he wasn't happy with a comment that Dally made to me. I guess the fact that Soda and I aren't together really brought out everyone's true thoughts about me.

"I need to go to the library to buy books for school Monday. I forget where it is, wanna show me?" I asked Two-Bit.

"I'm in a game." He ignored me and continued his game.

"It's fine. I'll take her." Dally said. "Needa smoke anyway." I sighed not wanting to fight with the fact that I would have to spend an hour minutes with Dallas Winston alone.

He lit his cigarette as we walked out the door.

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