Touch of the Sun
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this fan fiction. All the originals belong to S.E. Hinston: a remarkable writer whom I have a lot of
respect for.
Author's Notes: There will be some profanity or some other things that affect the rating of this story. The story will hopefully be in many Point of Views. For right now it's Dally's, if I do him wrong, please tell me and
I'll fix it, thank you.
Chapter One: Dally
"Something you want, hood?" A brunette had asked me in a cool tone. I had been following these two girls for sometime now. Why not? I had nothing to do, maybe slash some tires or do something illegal. But that would be my next mindless activity.
One of the girls was short, with blonde hair in two braids, a freckled face with hazel green eyes. She had been giving me fearful looks knowing who I was and my sins. So her fear was one thing that drove me to follow them.
The other was a good-looking brunette. When I had first observed them I did what I usually did, looking them up and down then while my eyebrows were raised my mouth playing at a playful smile. The brunette had challenged me with her own eyebrows raised with a "what the hell do you want?" look.
"What's two good lookin' broads doing in a place like this?" I asked in my usual cool drawl. Damn, that brunette was good looking. With this silky dark brown hair that gleamed as if she was some super model, golden brown eyes that had challenged him directly not caring what others thought of him.
"What's an idiot like you doing in a place that's too nice for you?" She had replied matching my tone she even was smirking at me as if this was funny. Folding her arms, a sign that she was getting annoyed. I loved provoking girls till they got mad. When they we're fiery, that turned me on.
The other girl had laughed at that one, but quickly shut up as I glanced at her suddenly shy again. This girl reminded me of a soc, well she was dressed up all fancy like but was more timid than some of the others I've seen.
"Didn't know you had a thing against hoods in a nicer areas," I had said in a sly tone as I stepped to her side now, instead of following them I wanted to talk with this brunette.
"I don't have a thing against hoods, I do have a thing against hoods that follow people because they don't have anything that's not legal to do at the moment," she said giving me a cool look as she continued to walk not even quickening her pace.
"So you have a name, good looking?" I asked her seeing if she would even blush at being called good looking. Most did, or some just slapped me which made it all worth it all.
"Yeah I do," she said as she smirked again. "I'm not sure if it's the name you'll like, or even if it's my real name. For all you know I could be some alien in this body and giving a phony name. Or some girl that is some criminal that stole the Declaration of Independence."
I just stared at her for a moment not really getting what she said. That bit confused me. But I had returned to my cold, playful expression getting over that spell of confusion. "So then, what's you're name?"
"You can just call me, Leave Me Alone," she said acidly giving me that look that backed up her retort as she and the blonde turned the street thinking that would get them to leave them alone.
"Is that your real name?" I had asked knowing that wasn't her real name. Ah, so she was playing hard to get. This girl was good; this was quite enjoyable if only there were more girls like her. "Playing hard to get, that's why you didn't tell me your name?"
This time she had actually stopped, and faced me. "Who says I'm playing? I'm not playing hard to get. I am hard to get," she said with an icy tone that had a hint of amusement to it.
"Is that so? I can get you, you'll just see," I said touching her cheek while I just smirked. I know this wasn't much of a hobby trying to pick up girls that hated my guts. What else was there to do? Actually do something legal?
"I'd love to see you try," she said her eyebrows rose in challenge again. Pushing my hand away from her cheek, she glared turning back to her friend and they started to walk again.
So she would like to see me try and get her? So I would try. I just stood there, heading the opposite direction to go and cause some trouble, though I couldn't wait till the next time I saw her.
Meeting Two-Bit Matthews at the gas station where Soda worked at. Two-Bit was the cockiest thing that would ever exist. He wasn't smart, but was funny and was the oldest of our little gang. Looking perplexed most of the time, he was a good fighter.
"Hey Dal, what took you so long?" Two-Bit asked as he looked at me surprisingly not flirting with any girl this time. Two-Bit loved to flirt and had many blondes he flirted with.
"Trying to pick up this good looking girl I saw," I replied my tone going back to the usual bored drawl with a hint of smugness. Smirking slightly at him, "gotta a smoke?"
"Yeah, here you go," Two-Bit said tossing me a pack of cigarettes he probably stole from a store. Then tossed a lighter for me to use. The last one I had got broke in a fight I had with some punk. "Picking up a broad eh? Soc or greaser?"
"Not sure," I said as I lit the cigarette and tossed the lighter back to him. "Almost looked like a soc, but had the attitude of a greaser. Damn she was good looking."
"What's her name?" Two-Bit asked catching the lighter and lit his own cigarette also. I usually talked to Two-Bit about these sorts of things. He understood completely and together we would try to pick up broads.
"She didn't tell me, " I said after taking a drag and took it out of my mouth for a second. Thinking back I smirked more then looked at him. "She just told me her name was 'leave me alone'. Some broad, eh?"
"I love it when they play hard to get," Two Bit commented smirking once again and laughed at that. He got this reaction a lot. To say the least, he was perverted just like some of the group.
"Then you know what she told me?" I asked taking another drag of the cigarette and took it out of my mouth, eyebrows rose I waited for his answer knowing he wouldn't know what the answer was. After a moment, I answered getting impatient. "She told me that 'I am hard to get'."
"Ohh.You gonna chase after her now?" Two-Bit said smirking fully; I knew he would find this interesting. This was much like the stories we told each other. About him and his latest blonde. I had told him about Sylvia, and me but since she was playing with others around my back I had broke it off, it was still a sore spot. "Oh yeah," I replied with a smirk and dropped my cigarette stamping it out beneath my feet. Looking at him we both mirrored each other's expression. Man it was great to be with Two-Bit sometimes.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this fan fiction. All the originals belong to S.E. Hinston: a remarkable writer whom I have a lot of
respect for.
Author's Notes: There will be some profanity or some other things that affect the rating of this story. The story will hopefully be in many Point of Views. For right now it's Dally's, if I do him wrong, please tell me and
I'll fix it, thank you.
Chapter One: Dally
"Something you want, hood?" A brunette had asked me in a cool tone. I had been following these two girls for sometime now. Why not? I had nothing to do, maybe slash some tires or do something illegal. But that would be my next mindless activity.
One of the girls was short, with blonde hair in two braids, a freckled face with hazel green eyes. She had been giving me fearful looks knowing who I was and my sins. So her fear was one thing that drove me to follow them.
The other was a good-looking brunette. When I had first observed them I did what I usually did, looking them up and down then while my eyebrows were raised my mouth playing at a playful smile. The brunette had challenged me with her own eyebrows raised with a "what the hell do you want?" look.
"What's two good lookin' broads doing in a place like this?" I asked in my usual cool drawl. Damn, that brunette was good looking. With this silky dark brown hair that gleamed as if she was some super model, golden brown eyes that had challenged him directly not caring what others thought of him.
"What's an idiot like you doing in a place that's too nice for you?" She had replied matching my tone she even was smirking at me as if this was funny. Folding her arms, a sign that she was getting annoyed. I loved provoking girls till they got mad. When they we're fiery, that turned me on.
The other girl had laughed at that one, but quickly shut up as I glanced at her suddenly shy again. This girl reminded me of a soc, well she was dressed up all fancy like but was more timid than some of the others I've seen.
"Didn't know you had a thing against hoods in a nicer areas," I had said in a sly tone as I stepped to her side now, instead of following them I wanted to talk with this brunette.
"I don't have a thing against hoods, I do have a thing against hoods that follow people because they don't have anything that's not legal to do at the moment," she said giving me a cool look as she continued to walk not even quickening her pace.
"So you have a name, good looking?" I asked her seeing if she would even blush at being called good looking. Most did, or some just slapped me which made it all worth it all.
"Yeah I do," she said as she smirked again. "I'm not sure if it's the name you'll like, or even if it's my real name. For all you know I could be some alien in this body and giving a phony name. Or some girl that is some criminal that stole the Declaration of Independence."
I just stared at her for a moment not really getting what she said. That bit confused me. But I had returned to my cold, playful expression getting over that spell of confusion. "So then, what's you're name?"
"You can just call me, Leave Me Alone," she said acidly giving me that look that backed up her retort as she and the blonde turned the street thinking that would get them to leave them alone.
"Is that your real name?" I had asked knowing that wasn't her real name. Ah, so she was playing hard to get. This girl was good; this was quite enjoyable if only there were more girls like her. "Playing hard to get, that's why you didn't tell me your name?"
This time she had actually stopped, and faced me. "Who says I'm playing? I'm not playing hard to get. I am hard to get," she said with an icy tone that had a hint of amusement to it.
"Is that so? I can get you, you'll just see," I said touching her cheek while I just smirked. I know this wasn't much of a hobby trying to pick up girls that hated my guts. What else was there to do? Actually do something legal?
"I'd love to see you try," she said her eyebrows rose in challenge again. Pushing my hand away from her cheek, she glared turning back to her friend and they started to walk again.
So she would like to see me try and get her? So I would try. I just stood there, heading the opposite direction to go and cause some trouble, though I couldn't wait till the next time I saw her.
Meeting Two-Bit Matthews at the gas station where Soda worked at. Two-Bit was the cockiest thing that would ever exist. He wasn't smart, but was funny and was the oldest of our little gang. Looking perplexed most of the time, he was a good fighter.
"Hey Dal, what took you so long?" Two-Bit asked as he looked at me surprisingly not flirting with any girl this time. Two-Bit loved to flirt and had many blondes he flirted with.
"Trying to pick up this good looking girl I saw," I replied my tone going back to the usual bored drawl with a hint of smugness. Smirking slightly at him, "gotta a smoke?"
"Yeah, here you go," Two-Bit said tossing me a pack of cigarettes he probably stole from a store. Then tossed a lighter for me to use. The last one I had got broke in a fight I had with some punk. "Picking up a broad eh? Soc or greaser?"
"Not sure," I said as I lit the cigarette and tossed the lighter back to him. "Almost looked like a soc, but had the attitude of a greaser. Damn she was good looking."
"What's her name?" Two-Bit asked catching the lighter and lit his own cigarette also. I usually talked to Two-Bit about these sorts of things. He understood completely and together we would try to pick up broads.
"She didn't tell me, " I said after taking a drag and took it out of my mouth for a second. Thinking back I smirked more then looked at him. "She just told me her name was 'leave me alone'. Some broad, eh?"
"I love it when they play hard to get," Two Bit commented smirking once again and laughed at that. He got this reaction a lot. To say the least, he was perverted just like some of the group.
"Then you know what she told me?" I asked taking another drag of the cigarette and took it out of my mouth, eyebrows rose I waited for his answer knowing he wouldn't know what the answer was. After a moment, I answered getting impatient. "She told me that 'I am hard to get'."
"Ohh.You gonna chase after her now?" Two-Bit said smirking fully; I knew he would find this interesting. This was much like the stories we told each other. About him and his latest blonde. I had told him about Sylvia, and me but since she was playing with others around my back I had broke it off, it was still a sore spot. "Oh yeah," I replied with a smirk and dropped my cigarette stamping it out beneath my feet. Looking at him we both mirrored each other's expression. Man it was great to be with Two-Bit sometimes.