MEMPHIS WINSTONS P.O.V.
I looked both ways down the lonely Tulsa street, I had made it all the way here from new york all bymyself. It wasn't even that hard, I just hitch hiked. Dally had always told me not to do that but dally wasn't there. And that's exactly who I was looking for now, dally. He had left new york some time ago to move here with dad while I stayed with mom, but she had gotten into drugs and had been killed by some dealer. I was on my own now, and at sixteen I wasn't totally ready to be, but I knew if I had to I could take care of myself. After all I am a Winston, the wind blew around me swirling my dark brown hair in my face, I looked down and started walking down the cold sidewalk. It was about ten o'clock at night and I knew I shouldn't be out this late on this side of town but I had nowhere else to go. The young man who had given me a ride here left so now all I could do is walk. I had a small shoulder bag with everything I had left. Let's see, that means three outfits, a couple bra's and underwhere and about fifty dollars. I guess I could get a small room for about twenty five, or I could just go to the bar and find a guy to take me home. even If it was just for getting in my pants, at least I'd have a warm place to sleep. I walked on going no where in particular, it was quite chilly, I pulled my collar on my tight brown leather jacket up to block the wind. The moon was very bright and I jumped a little as a dog ran out at me, only to get thrown back by his chain leash. I gave him an evil smirk and kept walking.
DALLY'S P.O.V.
Stupid bitch, fuck her. I kept walking down the street, I don't know why I even dated her. Mabey it was because she reminded me of me, she was a tough chick who could take care of herself, she put out to. but Sylvia had gone to far this time, I was feeling kind of horny so I thought I'd stop by her place but when I got there she was in bed with tim. I didn't blame him to, I also knew why he was doing it, I had slashed his tires again for some fun. Ah well, fuck it, him and her to, I'll just go get laid at bucks. I knew I always had a room there, that'll get my mind off that bitch. I walked on to bucks and went inside.
MINNIE'S P.O.V.
I stopped and looked at the small bar, it said buck's on it, and it looked like I'd have some guy's wanting to be laid. I walked inside, quiet and cold, and ordered a drink at the bar. "damn bitch," a half drunk young man said beside me under his breath. I thought he was talking about me, "what the hell did I do to you?!" I asked rather angry. "I wasn't fucking talking to you, leave me alone would ya? If I was talking to you I would have." His words were a little slured and I could see his face because he had it on the bar faceing the other way. He was definitely drunk, idiot. It was kind of funny though. I felt bad for this guy also, he was pretty wasted and he seemed kinda sad when he spoke. "I don't even have much to live for anyway, why not just end it tonight, my fucking dad dosen't like me, kicked me out. my girlfriends screwing my best friend. No one even needs me or would miss me." I looked at him with pity, mabey I could help him, I couldn't just let him go kill himself. "im sure someone would miss you, don't talk like that, what's your name anyway?" I asked. "dallas Winston." He said. I almost fell out of my chair, what are the odds?! "dally!" I about yelled as I through my arms around him for a hug. Thank god I'd found him. he seemed really surprised but didn't move, "who the hell you think you are bitch?!" he said slurry. I smiled, "im your sister, Memphis."