Skylar Wolf's life has always been the American dream. She's got money, a nice car, and everything else you could imagine. But, after one fateful night in the dark, she meets a person so different he shifts her whole world and how she sees it. She soon must decide if she's able to handle the storm of the boy who goes by Dallas Winston.

Beverly Curtis is your pretty average seventeen year old except for a few bumps in the road. She has the three coolest brothers and what seems like a bunch of bad ass friends. She gets a closer look into the greasers one of them really catches her eye. Dallas Winston reveals a soft spot that he doesn't have for anyone.

[Completed✔] It's the start of the 90s, and seriously out of style Vanessa tries to navigate the struggles of growing up without the guidance of her parents. Meanwhile Dallas Winston, the boy next door returns back in town after a year away... This story is intended for entertainment purposes only.

"There's better things than this," he says, "there's gotta be."

❝Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend somewhere along in the bitterness.❞ | Mentions of abuse and violence |

Rebecca's light bulb has been flickering on and off for precisely seventeen years. The constant rotation of cocktail parties and questioning every human in her path is annihilating. And if there is one person who she believes to be the cause of weakening her even when she left her previous life behind, it is Dallas Winston. He has every terrible trait bestowed in him. He never takes the burden of morality, he only dodges it until he is the embodiment of terror. It is too easy to despise him. For who truly doesn't? But little do they know that they are far more similar than they would like to think. And whether they would prefer to admit it or not (they most indefinitely do not, for they are stubborn as hell), he was meant to be hers, and she was meant to be his. Disclaimers: *there will be talk of sexual assault, acts of violence, racism, sexuality, classism, etc. So if you're not comfortable with any of those things don't read! I really want this book to be realistic to the time period and bring to light how people were treated but if I miss anything important please let me know!

𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙. 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚, 𝙞 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 UNDER EDITING

When a girl moves to a new town and everyone stays back, she feels alone. No one will talk to her. No one. But when she's saved but none other than Ponyboy Curtis, she might make a friend or two or seven. Then her life falls apart right in front of her.

Y/n Jones, a girl who has been by Ponyboy Curtis side ever since they were born. Through thick and thin they dealt everything together. Their problem would be the others too. They were an inseparable duo but what happens when Ponyboy slowly becomes distant with his childhood best friend Y/n Jones? What if she falls for someone else other than him? Is it too late to confess his love or not? Read and see. - "I can explain" He began. "Shut up Ponyboy Curtis!" I raised my voice. I stood up now and stood in front of him. "Let's just go to the lot, Y/n." Johnny said but I ignored him. "How come all of a sudden your hanging out with socs? How come everybody has been looking at me with disgust and laughing behind my back? They were all looking at me when you walked passed me!" - "Johnny?" a small whisper called me. I turned and Y/n was holding my wrist. "Will you stay with me?" I didn't want to say no, I wouldn't say no anyways. I nodded and took both of our shoes off before I got in bed with her, making sure to keep my distant. I looked at her and smiled. "You're gonna be okay." [ 𝐶𝑂𝑀𝑃𝐿𝐸𝑇𝐸𝐷 ]

𝘄𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝘂𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗽𝘂𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗰𝗶𝗿𝗰𝗹𝗲𝘀