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Curtis sister ("no boys")

Y/n's POV
I walked out of the school doors smelling the fresh scent of freedom. I jog down the school steps as I spot Hannah, my best friend.

"Hey Hannah" I side hug her. "Hey girl..so you talked to Chase today?" She asks with a smirk.

I shake my head and roll my eye. "No I didn't talk to the Chase" he's been my crush since 3rd grade, 5 years. "Well your about to!" She squeals glaring to her left. I glance to my side to see Chase walking over to us. Oh god I can feel the blush on my cheeks already starting to appear.

"Hey Y/n, Hannah" he greets with a smile.

"Uh..I gotta get home, I'll talk to ya later, Y/n" Hannah winks at me as she walks off.

"So ya wanna catch a movie later, Y/n?" Chase asks. No way! I was shocked. A smile immediately drew on my face. "I-Uh..ya of course I"- I was cut off by a rough voice calling my name.

"Y/n!" I turn to see Dallas of all people. Great. He walks over to us.

"Hey Dal, what are you doing here?" I ask.

"Your older brother sent me to walk ya home since your other brother has track" he explains. "Who this?" He jerks his head to Chase.

"Dallas, this is Chase" I say. He takes a moment to look back and forth from Chase and I like he was trying to figure something out.

"..Who's Chase?" He asks.

"Uh..Well"- "I was just asking if Y/n wanted to catch a movie" Chase cut in.

"She's good" Dallas says sternly while staring at Chase.

"Dallas" I whisper through gritted teeth. He looks down at me.

"What?" He asks.

"Your not my dad." I turn to Chase. "I'd love to catch a movie" I say. Chase smirks.

"No" Dallas says sternly once again. Chase looks at Dallas. Anybody knows not to mess or argue with Dallas Winston.

Chase nods slightly, swallowing a lump in his throat. "Umm, I'll see ya around Y/n" Chase says as he walks away.

I hit Dal in his arm "what the hell was that?" I ask obviously mad.

"What?" He lights a cancer stick "I know your brothers wouldn't want you dating anybody, and if I'd let you I'd get my head bashed in" he says cooley. I roll my eyes and walk to his car, sliding in the passenger seat and closing the door. He must have borrowed Bucks car again.

Dallas walks over to the car not a minute later, and gets in the drivers seat. As we drive away from the school I glare at him and look out the window. Unfortunately he caught my glare.
"What's your problem?" He asks.

"What's my problem? Jeez, I don't know Dal..You ruined my day by scaring away Chase, the boy I've liked forever!" I say.

He looks at me. "The guys a douchebag! He just wants to get into your pants! All socs do" Dal complains while waving his hands around.

"No they don't! Chase wasn't like that!" I defend him. Dallas pulls the car over. "Dal..what are you doing?" I ask. He turns over to me "okay, listen Y/n" he says.

"All socs are the same man, they just use you for your body" He explains. "Like you'd know" I roll my eyes. "I do!..so I don't want to see you near any of em, alright?..No boys" he says.

I can see why Dal's telling me about this, I mean he's like a older brother to me. "Fine" I mumble.

"What?" He asks.

" I said fine...I won't be dating any boys" I say louder still looking down at my feet. "Good, kid" he says as he restarts the car. Douchebag.