Hello. I am back with the beginning of a new story for you guys. PLease tell me if you like it. I am also uploading that Dally getting his wisdom teeth out one-shot very soon and thank you to Sammy and other guest who reviewed on my announcement with some very creative ideas for some stories. Thank you and enjoy. :)

I walked into the diner at 10:59pm on a Tuesday Evening and took a seat on one of the bar stools before my shift started.

"What are you doin' sittin' around?" A familiar voice came from behind me in the dining room.

"I still have 30 seconds before my shift starts to finish this smoke and get behind the counter." I answered as I tied an apron around my waist with the cigarette dangling from my lips. Kenzie appeared on the other side of the counter wiping it down.

"So, how did last night go?" She leaned in closer to me putting her elbows on the bar and her head in her hands.

"Well I don't want to get into detail or nothin'-" I couldn't finish before Kenzie cut in, I leaned back and blew out a puff of smoke.

"It was good?!"

"It was amazing!" I nearly yelled leaning forward out of my relaxed state.

Kenzie smiled and leaned in closer. "Hey guess what." she whispered.

"What?" I whispered back.

"Your five seconds late for work."

"Shit." I exclaimed and jumped the bar then stomped out my smoke on the ground.

"So what is going on between you two now?" She asked me as she handed someone a muffin.

"Last night was incredible but you know I don't like relationships." Kenzie gave me a sideways glance. "Tim is great and all but I just, I don't know."

A rowdy sound came from the front of the diner where a group of soc's had walked in and were heading for a booth. I almost asked Kenzie to cover the table for me, me being a greaser and all, but she was busy flirting up a storm with some guy in a big leather jacket at the end of the bar. I straightened out my apron and skirt (I wasn't allowed to wear my normal capris to work) then put on my big girl pants, and proceeded to make my way over to the table.

"Hello my name is Cassidy and I will be your server today, may I take your drink order." I attempted not to make eye contact with any of them..

"Hey" they were obviously drunk, he stood and began looking me over, it made me uncomfortable "you busy tonight?" I looked down "cause I'll pay you 30 cents for you and your friend over there." They all began to laugh

"May I take your drink order?" I repeated. He gave me a narrow look.

"Cokes for all of us." one of the boys said.

"Coming right up." I shoved the pad and pencil in my apron and almost started running from the table.

I didn't want to go back to that table. A little while ago some kid from my neighborhood was jumped by a soc with tons of rings. I was scared, really scared. But I was 18 and I had to cowgirl up. Besides I need all the tips I can get. So about 5 minutes later I returned with the cokes, but before I could set any of the drinks down I must have tripped over myself because the coke bottles were flying through the air and I was on the ground. Covered in sticky carbonated water and syrup I stood to see a few angry fellows also soaked with pop.

"Golly!" I exclaimed. "I am so sorry." I continued as two of the soc's stood and loomed over me as I began to back up, quickly stopping as I ran into a table.

"Idiot!" he yelled.

I reached behind me trying to find something, anything to separate me from him. Something slim, smooth. I yanked it in front of me. A ketchup bottle! Wait, a ketchup bottle? I pointed it at him.

"OOoo a ketchup bottle." he said sarcastically as he grabbed my wrist and tightened his grip. I was scared now. I mean surely nothing could happen I was in my work place, or could it? His grip tightened to hard causing me to drop the bottle and grab his hand to try and pry it off.'Someone intervene, please someone intervene!' I thought.

"Oww stop-"

"Back of Steven." Oh thank god someone intervened!

"And what are you gonna do about it grease? Your outta your territory." I snapped my head around to see who my savior was. A greaser like me. Dressed in jeans and a tight black T-shirt, it showed off his muscles. Behind him was 6 others, a whole pack.

"We don't want to start anything, just let her go."

"We have some past business to take care of." he lied

"Wrong answer." one of them replied.

Quickly the greaser drew his hand and two of the others drew their blades, the rest of the soc's stood and Steven rose his hand beside my face. I closed my eyes hard, ready for the impact. Nothing happened.

"Hit me, she gets it. Sad too, she has a decent face." Still no one moved.

"Sad, how much were those tires?" I opened my eyes to see a confused Steven turn and look out the window to see his his car in the parking lot, a mustang, and one of the boys standing next to it smiling with an open switch blade ready to slash the tires. Steven glanced at my wrist, then back at the boys, giving me a shove he let go of my wrist and strutted out of the diner.

"Thank you." I said wiping away tears that had dripped onto my cheeks, and bending down to get the ketchup bottle off the floor. Shakily I started to wipe up the coke on the table and floor.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"Yeah I'm fine." I tried not to make eye contact with him, I might of started drooling if I did that.

"Let me see your wrist."

"I'm fine, really."

He grabbed my wrist, inspecting it thoroughly. It had already started bruising over the deep red. "You gonna need to ice that you know."

"Thanks for the tip." I said sarcastically. I picked up a coke bottle and started walking towards the bar looking for a mop, the boy followed me. At the bar I turned and said to him "Really, I'm fine"

"I'm Darry nice to meet you." he reached out his hand and for the first time I looked at his eyes. Those eyes.

"Cassidy." We shook hands and it was silent for a moment while we just kind of stared at each other.

"Darry! You ready?" one of the other guys yelled from the front door.

"Yeah I'll be right there." he turned back to me "Ice that."

I nodded. He started to walk towards the front door.

"Darry." I called his name, he turned around.

"It was nice to meet you. Thank you." He smiled and walked out of the door.

Wow.

Wow. This is my FAVORITE story yet and I have a good feeling about it, so please review and tell me what you think, tell me what you liked. EEEEKKK I love it. Have a fantastic day thank you for reading. :)