![]() ![]() It was Saturday night now, and you planned to go to the movies with your friends. Well, I suppose you didn’t know for a fact, but it was a good assumption. Not being able to see Dally again kind of bummed you out, but at the same time, you knew he would never try and talk to you again. You were a soc, and you couldn’t be seen with a greaser. If your parents found out? You wouldn’t be let out of your room for the rest of your life. If any of your friends ever found out, they would think down upon you. Nobody knew about your night with Dally, and you intended to keep it that way. Not being able to see Dally again was just a little rule you set for yourself. ![]() You could never see Dallas Winston again. Maybe it was because he was ‘bad.’ Whatever the reason was, you knew that you had to forget about it. The way he did everything, was just… Better. He kissed the top of your head, played with your hair, and stroked your thigh. The way he would sweet-talk you, and the different ways he would call you beautiful. The way his hands moved up and down your back while you kissed. Probably because he has had more experience, but there was always that little tiny chance that he was doing this just for you. He made everything seem so much more real. He was different than any other guy you’d been with… And it wasn’t just because he was a soc. There was just something so special about Dally. You knew you were just another one of his girls he hooked up with, and he’d forget about you in the morning. You liked being with Dally, but then again, you hated yourself for it. You spent it a greaser, and if that’s not bad enough, that greaser was named Dallas Winston. Last night was one that you would remember forever, although you wished you could forget. ![]()
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