"Would ya quit it? We're tryna watch the movie here."

Dallas and I laughed and threw more popcorn at Soda and Sandy. They were sat a couple rows in front next to Steve and Evie. We'd all arranged to hang out at the movies but Soda and Steve arranged to meet their girlfriends there, leaving Dallas and I by ourselves.

"Wanna split?" He turned to look at me.

"Sure, beats sittin' here watchin' that lot exchange saliva."

We made a move and headed out into the cool night air. I shivered slightly, I was only wearing my high waist jeans and a thin black jumper, my long, dark hair did provide some protection from the wind, but not much.

"What now?" I looked up at Dally as he lit a smoke before offering me one. I accepted and stole his lit match.

"Nothin' legal man, let's get outta here." He swaggered off in front of me and I followed suit.

I worried slightly about what Darry would say when he found out I ditched Soda and went off with Dally. But I wanted a fun night so I decided I'd worry about that later. That's how I got into my last lot of trouble, Two-Bit and I got caught by the cops for drag racing in his car, and, having had a bit to drink, I thought it would be a great idea to mouth off to them. Two-Bit thought it was hilarious, Darry on the other hand… well let's just say I'm lucky I'm still alive.

Darry did take the discipline thing seriously, I respected him for it, it wasn't easy for him having to look after my brothers and me. Our parents died in a car accident around this time last year, we were going to be taken away by the State but Darry wouldn't let that happen. He gave up college, got a job and buckled down to keep us together. My second oldest brother, Sodapop, was 17, he dropped out of school to help Darry with the bills, then there was me, I was 16, then Ponyboy who was 14. When my parents died we had no other family to turn to, my mum was an only child and my dad's brother died a few years before him and our grandparents were long gone. I think that's why my parents had the four of us, I'm sure they'd have had more if they could have, but mum made do with adopting the local strays, whichever kids we brought home as friends.

My brothers had their friends, Soda's best friend Steve Randle, who was 17 like him and worked at the DX station with him, Pony's best friend Johnny Cade, who was in my year at school, 16 as well, then Two-Bit. Who knows where Two-Bit came from, but he was repeating senior year, again, but spent most of his time boozing up with Dallas, when he wasn't bumming around our place. Dallas Winston, 18, was an interesting one, like us he didn't have any family. He wouldn't go into much detail, but from my understanding he'd moved from Tulsa to New York at a young age so his mum could be closer to her family. He doesn't talk about his parents much but I know his mum had died and so he and his dad moved back to Tulsa. Dallas had a rough life, spending most of his time in and out of jail, he never did things the legal way and he loved finding new ways to get in trouble. Hence the reason why Darry would flip when he finds out about this. I was no stranger to trouble, like most Greasers, and with the guys influencing me the way they did I always found myself in sticky situations. But I couldn't resist, a night out with Dal would sure be a fun one.

We walked around town a bit, and I started to get bored.

"So where's Sylvia tonight anyhow?"

Dallas continued walking purposefully down the street. "Fucked if I know. Around. I ain't spoken to her today."

I shrugged and kept walking. It wasn't uncommon for Dally and her to be on the outs. She was one of his longest running girlfriends, they'd been on and off for a few months now but she cheated on him a lot. To be fair, Dally had a lot of girlfriends and he was a real flirt, but he didn't cheat on his girls. I figured they'd had some sort of falling out and just left him to it.

"Where's what's-his-face then?"

"Split last weekend. He was hittin' on some tramp at Tim's house." Like Dallas I'd had my fair share of partners, but none of them ever stuck.

"Tuff enough." He stopped. "I found us some fun." He pointed to the liquor store across the street.

"I like where this is goin'." I followed him across and we split up. Dal made his way in first and I walked in a couple minutes later. It was a young guy behind the counter so I pulled my v-neck jumper down slightly so my cleavage stuck out even more, fluffed my hair and made my way up to him, while Dallas made his way around the store. I looked slightly older for my age, with my makeup on, combined with my figure, and I made the most of it, to distract the clerk.

"So I was wonderin' if ya can help me out slightly?" I fed him some bullshit story whilst Dally managed to sneak a couple of bottles. I flirted a bit more, and the guy gave me his number before I went after Dally.

He chuckled as I made my way over to him, throwing the bit of paper with the clerk's number on it. He'd opened his bottle of whisky and passed me a smaller bottle of vodka. We clinked our bottles and started drinking.

"Where to now?"

"I dunno, let's head to Buck's."

We laughed and joked our way there, it was a good 25minute walk, but we made the most of it. Getting drunker and drunker along the way. I decided I wanted to swing in the park along the way, so I dragged Dal over, we put our bottles down and I made him join me. He didn't usually mess around like this but he was in high spirits. That's when we noticed a nice blue Mustang cruise by, they spotted us seeing as they slowed down more. Dally stopped and grabbed his bottle, taking a swig of it, passing me mine. We watched them turn around and come back, driving up the grass slightly and parked a few meters away from us. I noticed the car was full, them outnumbering us 5 to 2. I instinctively felt my back pocket for my switch, luckily it was there.

Dal stood slightly in front, whispering to me, "When I say run, ya bolt."

A couple of the guys got out. "Look who it is, big bad Dallas Winston." They slurred their words. Dal's reputation preceded him, everyone knew who Dal was and he certainly knew how to make enemies.

Dally just took a swig of his whisky, looking like nothing in the word phased him. He didn't care about these guys, and he never really cared what happened to him. I, on the other hand, was starting to get slightly nervous. I didn't really like our odds here.

"And looky who we have here, if it ain't Miss Curtis herself." I also had a bit of a reputation around the school. And Bob Sheldon had it out for me. The guy who was leading this rag tag bunch of Socs had harassed me slightly for a while at school, but I laid him on his ass in front of quite a few people so he had it out for me. "I'm sure we can have a bit of fun here guys."

They all had a bit of a chuckle to themselves, but Dal had a plan so I just kept focussed on what he was doing, which was quite hard in my current state of intoxication.

"The only fun you'll be havin' tonight Sheldon is with me." Dally laughed and cracked his knuckles. They outnumbered us a fair amount but I knew those guys were shit scared of Dally, I knew two of them wouldn't dare lay their hands on him, and knew they were out of their depth, they eyed him cautiously.

Bob moved forward slightly, "Is that right Winston?"

Dal shaped up to him, he was slightly bigger, and pretty muscley. "Yeah." Dal pulled out his switch blade, making Bob strain slightly. They eyed each other for a second before Dal threw his, now almost empty, bottle of whisky at the car, smashing the front windscreen. The Socs all turned around and I heard Randy, the guy who's car it was, scream.

Dal used the distraction and turned to me, "Run!"

I followed him across the park, running as fast as I could, I sure needed to give up smoking. I looked back a couple times, the guys had started to chase us, but we had a great head start.

I followed Dally down a street and then down someone's driveway, we jumped the fence which led into an alley. We could hear the Socs shouting after us but after a few seconds their voices got farther away so I figured we'd lost them.

We moved further down the alley between the two houses and I leant against the wall trying to catch my breath. "Far out, that was nerve wrackin'."

Dal just laughed his usual cocky laugh and moved a bit closer. "As if I'd let 'em lay a hand on ya."

I smiled at him in appreciation. My breath steadied after a second, Dally was standing in front of me, and after a second or two he moved closer.

Before I knew it his lips were on mine, I hadn't really expected it, but I went with it. I had to admit he was a bit of a doll; I kind of always had a soft spot for him. But never really thought about it because of my brothers. Like I said, he was a massive flirt, as was I, so there was always tension there; well that tension was well and truly broken now.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself in closer. He lowered his hands to my waist and deepened the kiss. He pushed me back against the wall, and slid one of his hands up to my chest, I didn't care though.

Things were getting pretty hot and heavy when we heard the rumble of an engine passing slowly by the alley. We sprung apart and saw the Mustang, so Dally grabbed my arm and we took off towards Buck's. Luckily they didn't catch up to us.

I still had half my smaller bottle of vodka so we made our way up to his room. Dally had a room here in exchange for jockeying for Buck. It beat staying with his dad from the sounds of things.

We didn't last long before we were on the bed, picking up where we left off. The smell of smokes, whisky and his cologne drove me mad as we took off each other's clothes.

"Are ya sure this is a smart idea?"

"Nothin' I ever do is smart." He murmured as he moved his lips down to my neck, leaving a hickey before travelling to my chest. I moaned at his touch, which spurred him on more. I pulled his head back up so I could kiss his lips before sliding my hands down to his pants. Within a few minutes we were hot and sweaty, panting each other's names, my cries of Dallas matching his of Cassi. He usually always just referred to me as Curtis, or chick Curtis if my brothers were around. It got to the point I was sure didn't even know my name. But he sure knew it now.

As we got our breath back, Dallas lay down on his back. I was pretty sure he had a few scratch marks, and a couple of hickeys on his neck to match mine. I didn't know what was going on with Sylvia and him, but she sure wouldn't be happy when she saw that.

We made out for a little bit, slowly, as we cooled down. I rolled over so I was on top and kept kissing, after a minute or two Dal had started on my neck again, hands roaming my body, I moved my head slightly, that's when I saw the clock, it was 10:45pm. My curfew was 11pm. Which gave me 15minutes to get back home, maybe just long enough if we were quick, but we still had to get dressed.

I turned my head and kissed his neck as I made my way up to his ear. "I gotta go."

He groaned. "Nah just stay."

I sat up and rolled off him, he tried to pull me back but I jumped up. "Trust me, I'd love to, but probably not the best idea."

He lay back down in the bed for a second before getting up too. We dressed in between more kisses, but I reluctantly broke away.

He walked me back to my place, we ended up being 10minutes late, thanks to all the kissing. I was still pretty damn drunk, so I'd hoped Darry had gone to bed, but no such luck.

"See ya later doll." Dallas winked and left me at my gate before stalking off down the street. I sighed and made my way to the front door.

"You're late Cassidy!"

I groaned, "Sorry Darry, I tried to get back sooner, but Dally dragged his feet."

"Ok, just don't let it happen again."

Soda and Pony snickered at me from the sofa, that's when I remembered the hickeys.

I made a break for my room, but Darry pulled me back just in time. "What in the HELL happened to your neck?!"

"Uh, nothin'." I covered my neck with my hands and pulled away to go to the bedroom.

"Sure don't look like nothin'! They sure as hell better not be from Dally!"

"Nah, as if! Just someone from Buck's."

"Just someone? Do ya even know them?!"

"Yeah of course. Look it ain't none of your business."

"Well it is, if my little sister is messin' around with some lowlife from Buck's."

Oh if only he knew. "Don't worry 'bout it." I went into the room and shut the door.

Well this would sure as hell be awkward tomorrow.