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Hazel's Pov:
It's been three days since that one night and I think I've got myself together. I haven't hungout with the gang in those three days either but since I live in the Curtis' house I've had brief conversations with Soda meanwhile the only people I talked to where Darry, Pony, and Johnny.
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I sat in the living room watching the tv when all the guys busted in the room like every other day except Johnny wasn't here, not good. I'm guessing Dallas read my face and he nudged Pony to tell him what happened.
"Johnny got jumped last night, by socs with rings." He sighed sadly and sat down next to me. My fists clenched and eyes filled with rage, "Where is he?" I mumbled angrily and Ponys eyes widened with fear and worry with what I about to do. "Hospital, Darry is gonna pick him up on the way home from work in an hour." Pony whispered and i got up and punched the wall leaving a hole.
"I swear I'm gonna kill him." I mumble. "Kill Who?" Steve asks and glare at him. "Bob, Bob Sheldon." I say and storm out of the house.
*flashback*
I was shoved to the ground and punched repeatedly in the stomach and face, feeling a cold liquid run down it: blood.
Then I felt felt a cold round surface hit my face and my skin tear off, that's gonna leave a mark. Then it all went black, I remember someone picking me up and helping me then dropping me off at the Curtis house. I still have that scar, right on the left side of my jaw.
*end of flashback*
Dallas' Pov:
She stormed out the door with rage in her eyes and he fists clenched, not good man, not good. Last time that happened she almost killed a girl; my ex Sylvia. One of the reasons I 'hate' her, but really I was happy Sylvia almost died.
I'm scared to love her, because what if she leaves? I'm tuff, I don't care if she leaves. She's just another broad anyway. But right now, I need to stop her from killing that soc.
Hazel's Pov:
I saw it; the blue mustang parked in the parks parking lot. I ran over to it and slashed all four tires, keyed the paint off and cut the leather seats open. Then I saw Bob so I walked over to him but I was stopped and pulled back by... Dallas?
"Don't touch me, Winston!" I ordered and he didn't let go. "I'm serious, Winston! Let Go!" I said sternly and he grinned and turned me around. "You can't kill him alone, can you?" He asks smugly, idiot. Bob is by himself.
"Uhhh yes I can? He's by himself." I cross my arms and he shakes his head in denial. "Actually He isn't, but his friends and I all watched what you did to his car." He smirks and my jaw drops. "We gotta go, Dallas." I mumble pulling him by the arm.
"Why?!" He whines, are you serious man? Your seventeen. "Because, I just did over a hundred dollars worth of damage to his car." I mumble and then we hear him. "Who did this to my car?!" I stifle a laugh and so does Dallas but then we take off and shortly arrive at the Curtis'.
Never going to admit it, but I'm starting to be more fond of Dallas.
