Dream On Fire (Dallas Winston)

I admired him from afar. Having an infatuation with Dally was one thing, but letting it be known in my world was destructive. My brothers would have my neck if they knew I was feeling the way that I was about their best friend, and if they knew we became anything other than civil, they'd have him six feet under.

So I resisted Dallas as best as I could.

But that could only go on for so long.