Its been a few days since I've seen Dallas. After I confronted him the other day he ran off and no ones seen him since. The other day a guy name Charlie from my English class asked me on a date. He's a Soc, but he seems really nice. I'm a Soc too, it's just I'd rather hang around greasers more.
"I'm gonna go get a coke," I said stepping out of the red mustang in the drive-in. "Do you want anything?" I asked as I flattened out my soft pink dress.
"Nah, I'm good. Hurry back, don't need any grease trying to pick you up." Charlie sternly said, than gave me a smile. I nodded my head and walked to the snack bar.
"Nice to see you again." I felt hands around my waist and warm breathe on my neck.
"Get your hands off me hood." I snapped as I turned around to see Dallas smirking.
"Chill there doll. Remember, most of your friends are hoods too." He laughed.
"They're not hoods, they're greasers there's a difference."
"And that is?"
"You're no good trash, and they aren't."
"You got me right in the heart babe." He put his hand on his chest and smirked.
"Whatever I said grabbing my coke and paying for it.
"Who ya here with?" Dallas said trailing behind me.
"I'm on a date."
"Ooh a date."
"Yeah, and if you don't leave me alone he'll give you beaten."
"So he's another filthy Soc?"
"None of your business."
"Now listen here doll," He grabbed my wrist and twirled me around. "No one can beat up Dallas Winston." He looked at me seriously as I pulled my wrist away and ran back to the car.
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Running from The Past
FanfictionAfter Dallas loses Sara, he becomes the cold hard character we all know from The Outsiders. In the past year he lost the love of his life, his unborn child, and now Johnny. He's been in a coma after he attempted suicide by the police. What will happ...
