DALLY WINSTON'S PRIZED POSSESSION

Chapter three: my leather jacket

"Wake up, Dally." I heard a voice call out.

I recognized it from just from the breathing. I was too scared to open my eyes, I didn't want to see him.

"It's me, Johnny." He tapped my shoulder.

"No! Go away! You aren't real!" I yelled.

"You are a hero, you saved me, you saved those kids, and you will save Kiara." He whispered.

"No! I'm nothing but trouble! I ain't a hero! I'm just some scum!" I began moving around.

"Dally, quit moving I'm trying to sleep." I heard a faint voice call out; it was Kiara. All of the sudden I see a switchblade in my hand, and it went straight to Kiara's stomach.

No!

I woke up, and wiped my forehead, I was sweating, I looked down, Kiara was quietly asleep, it was still dark out.

I felt a breeze, so I went to go zip up my leather jacket but I didn't have it one; I also didn't have my shirt on. I only had my tank, but since I was tense, it made my muscles pop. Kiara was wearing my shirt, and she had combined our jackets to make a blanket.

I grabbed a piece of her hair and began playing with it. She was sleeping so peacefully. Why in the world would someone hurt her, she didn't do anything other than just living her life, living it to the fullest.

"Oh god, Sodapop, I'm..." I heard Kiara groan.

Why in hell is she saying Sodapop's name? She smiled, as I kept playing with her hair.

I gripped her head, nice and slow, plopping it on her small bag.

I placed a kiss on her forehead and smiled with nothing but sadness.

"Bye, Kiara." I whispered as I threw my leather jacket over my shoulder.

-

It's been almost two weeks since I saw either Kiara or even the boys, I took some time to myself. I drank most of my pain away, and partied almost everyday with Buck and his friends.

I fought Tim Shepard at least four times, he asked for it all four. I mean I did sleep with his recent broad, but she came onto me at the double so, it was a win-win for both.

But now I was walking around the Soc territory and was passing by some school. I decided to walk up to the building and take a peek through the window, I held myself up and looked through it; it was an empty class until a bell rang and kids started pouring into it.

I saw some familiar faces, I've seen some of them at the double, but there was this one girl who caught my eye; there she was, Kiara.

Her brown hair was in a loose ponytail with two strands covering her button sized ears, she was talking to one of her friends, looking like she was living her life.

Then some guy walked up to her, and sat on her desk. She looked uncomfortable and started playing with something on her legs.

"Hey, Kiara." He smirked towards her.

"Hi, William." She rolled her eyes; I knew she wasn't comfortable.

"So, my parents are out of town, I plan on having a get together at my house this weekend, wanna come?" He said as he brushed completely nothing off his grandpa sweater.

I knew if I were to continue to go to school, I would beat up every Soc that came near me doing that dumb crud. Spicing themselves up for what exactly, no broad wants a guy who goes around poking out their chest like they're some turkeys.