Hey hey guys!!!!! Sorry I haven't updated my other story in a while. But here's a new one I'm working on. It's a sisterfic about Soda's twin, Aubrey Lucinda-Rose, also known as AJ. She's seventeen and dating Dallas. Dallas is alive, but Johnny is unfortunately not. Let me know what you guys think, okay? If nobody likes it, I'm just going to delete it. Let me know if you want to read more, and I can make that happen.

AJ POV

The rule in our house was that the first person to wake up makes breakfast. Unfortunately, that's almost always me. My brothers are able to tug clothes on and be ready to leave for school or work in a matter of three minutes. I, however, take longer, so I wake up before everyone else.

I opened the refrigerator to find that whoever finished the chocolate cake the day before didn't make a new one. "Lazy bums," I muttered to myself, and started pulling out cake ingredients.

I was stirring the batter when I heard the door behind me slam. I sighed. "Hey, Two-Bit," I said. I felt hands grabbed my waist.

"Actually," a voice whispered in my ear. "It's me."

I giggled and turned around to face Dally. He kissed me on the lips and wrapped his muscular arms around me. He kissed more, pulling me close to him. Soon I had to pull away to catch my breath. I smiled at him. "Is that enough of a greeting?"

He smiled back. "Just a little more," he said, not giving me a chance to respond before pulling me back against him. I pulled away again.

"Are you drunk?" I asked with another giggle.

"Only on life, baby." He lifted my chin and brought his lips to mine once more, this time more gentle. That's what I loved about my boyfriend. He was a rough guy, but he was also the sweetest guy I've ever been with. He kissed my lips a few more times, then kissed my neck, which he knew was my sweet spot.

"Um," we heard Pony say from the living room. Dally and I pulled apart from each other to see Pony and Soda staring at us. "Sorry," Pony said, looking down so we wouldn't notice the shade of red he was turning.

"AJ, you know the rules," Soda said. "No traumatizing our little brother until after breakfast."

I sighed and kissed my boyfriend one last time. "I gotta go get dressed."

I had the smallest room in the house. I wasn't mad about it, I was happy to have my own space. I just wished sometimes that my own space wasn't so cramped.

I got dressed and went back into the kitchen. Darry was sitting at the table, along with Two-Bit and a shirtless Steve. Dally was sitting next to an empty chair, which was clearly meant for me.

"Aubrey," Darry said.

"Darrel," I answered back.

"Brey, I don't think what you're wearing is very appropriate."

I looked down at my outfit. I was wearing a short skirt. "Darry, it's eighty degrees out. It's too hot for a parka."

"I'm not talking about a parka. Maybe just a longer skirt."

I looked at Steve. "He's not even a shirt." Steve looked up from the cake he was stuffing in his face.

"Why are you dragging me into this?" he demanded.

Two-Bit laughed. "But Steve has nothing anyone wants to see."

"Hey!" Steve said.

"AJ, please just go change," Darry said.

"Fine," I said. I was sick of fighting with him. We never agreed on anything, and fighting with him was just starting to wear me out.

I changed into a skirt that was a little longer. I didn't really care that much what I looked like.

Dally drove me to school that morning. I wasn't sure whose car he had, but I knew he wouldn't have given me a straight answer if I asked him.

School was a drag. I had a slut's reputation, so most of the pervs in my school looked at me when I walked down the hall.

Someone slapped my butt when I was at my locker. "Hey slut," the boy said, a boy who I recognized.

"Go away, Chris," I said.

He groaned. "Oh, come on, Curtis. You know I was just kidding."

Chris was my old boyfriend. I lost my virginity to him when I was fourteen. When we broke up a few months later, he made sure to tell all of his idiot friends that we hooked up.

"Chris, go away," I repeated. We didn't even attempt to stay friends after we broke up, so it bugged me when he tried to strike up conversations with me.

"Can't you at least hear me out?" he asked. I looked at him and raised my eyebrows.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"I wanted to tell you that your boobs have gotten much bigger since you were fourteen," he said with a smirk, clearly staring down my shirt.

I threw a death glare at him. "Go away," I said one more time, hoping he would follow my advice.

Ponyboy, who had a lot more muscle than he had a year earlier, had heard the last sentence I said as he passed me in the hallway and stopped at my locker.

"I think you should leave my sister alone," he warned. All three of us knew that Chris could beat Ponyboy in a fight any day, but Pony had reminded Chris that I had three muscular brothers, two guy friends, and a boyfriend who could easily smash his head in if I asked them to.

Chris stuffed his hands in is pockets and walked away.

Dally was there waiting for me when we got home. As soon as I walked through the door, he smiled and came over to hug me.

"Hey, babe. How was your day?" he asked.

Pony didn't give me a chance to answer. "Chris was buggin' her," he said.

Dally hated Chris. "I'm gonna fuckin' kill that kid one day."

Darry walked in with Sodapop behind him. "Hey guys," Darry said.

We mumbled a greeting to him. Dally sat down on the couch and I sat on his lap.

"I'm gonna go rip Chris Chambers' head off tonight," Dally announced. "Who wants to come?"

Soda groaned. "Ugh, I hate that guy," he said to himself. He looked up. "I'll drive," he said.

"Guys," I said. "I can take care of it, okay?" Nobody looked convinced. I sighed, stood up, and grabbed Dally's hand. "We'll be in my room," I said to whoever was listening.

Once we were in my room, I closed the door and turned around to kiss Dally. He was at least six inches taller than me, so he lifted me up so I could reach. I squealed and kissed him.

"I love you," I said, and then kissed him again.

He smiled. "And I love you." He put me down and walked me over to my bed and sat down. "So," he started. "Did that jackass touch you?"

Dally knew my history with Chris. When I was fourteen, he took me to his house when his parents weren't home, told me he loved me, and took my virginity. Even though Darry was too oblivious to know, everyone else knew. Darry still thought I was a virgin. If only Darry knew how much of a problem I used to have with drugs…

"No," I told Dally, looking at the floor, like I always did when I lied.

He chuckled. "Baby, you are the worst liar in the world."

I laughed along with him and nodded. "Yeah, I know. But I don't wanna talk about it."

He smiled at me. "Okay," he said, nodding.

"I love you," I told him once more.

He kissed me passionately and looked into my eyes. "And I love you."