Along Came Johnny

To Windrixville

When I woke up the next morning, I opened my eyes to see that I didn't recognize the room.

I looked around and saw my clothes on the floor next to the bed.

I turned my head to see Dally laying there next to me smiling at me.

I stood up and tried fixing my makeup.

He tried to hold in his laugh, "Morning."

I didn't even smile, "I'm late for school. Look, last night never happened you got it?"

He held his smile, "Whatever you say."

Disgusted as I was with myself, I can't believe I did what I did last night.

Dally has probably brought more girls in this room than I can count.

I can't believe I was one of them.

Rebecca is going to kill me.

I attempted to put my hair up in a messy bun as Dally searched through his closet.

He threw some pants and a t-shirt at me.

I grabbed them and asked, "What's this for?"

He looked back at me, "For you to wear today."

I looked down at my dress to see that it was a little too dressy for school attire, so I changed in his clothes.

The t-shirt smelled just like Dally, and it was way too big for me.

I gave him a look that said seriously?

He shrugged, "It's all I have. You're welcome."

Last night was good, but it didn't mean anything to me like when Johnny kissed me.

I miss him.

I decide to walk to school.

I am already late so what's the rush?

When I got there, it was lunch time and everyone was in the cafeteria.

I followed behind everybody and saw Johnny and Ponyboy at our regular table, so I sat with them.

Johnny was quiet, but Ponyboy said to me, "So, Bella, where were you yesterday?"

I asked, "Why?"

He said, "Well, you didn't stop by my house after school. I thought something was wrong."

Something is definitely wrong with me.

I don't even know how to explain it.

I have so much anger inside of me all because I was hurt because my best friend didn't like me.

Here he was sitting across the table from me as he continued to say nothing.

I said back to Ponyboy, "I went home. I was tired."

Total lie, but what did I care?

He nodded his head and continued to eat his salad which made me want to barf.

I never liked salad with ranch dressing on top.

Nervously, I glanced over at Johnny, "Hey."

He looked up from his plate and greeted me back, "Hi."

It then was silent and very quiet and it really was hard to sit here knowing what I did.

I like Johnny, I kissed Two-bit, and I slept with Dally. Dallas Winston of all people.