"Look at them chicks, Johnny." Dallas Winston told his younger counterpart as they walked through the Seven Eleven drugstore. They passed a group of three or four girls huddled around the magazine rack. Dally eyed them greedily. "See those Soc girls?"
Johnny nodded and put his hands in his pockets. "Yeah, so?"
"You wanna mess with them? That blonde one's pretty tuff, huh? Betcha she's got them jock fags wrapped around more than her little finger." Dally took a drag on his cigarette, then scanned the blonde girl's body. "In fact, I'd like to see what she does with her little finger."He motioned for Johnny to follow him as he walked over to the group.
Two of the girls, a redhead and a brunette, were the first to notice Dally and Johnny. They both cast a wary eye upon them and continued to chat with their friends. Dally leaned against the magazine rack and put his cigarette behind his ear.
"What's this I see? Four young, vulnerable girls down in free territory?" He asked slyly.
The brunette gave him a sardonic smile and replied, "Well, nothing gets past you, Dallas." At this, Dally pushed through the group and stood no more than a couple inches in front of her. His tall, lean frame lingered over her 5'4 physique, and his dark eyes bore into her light brown orbs. She showed only a little tension in her face.
"What a big mouth you got there. Guess your boyfriend's already figured that out." He teased, taking his index finger and lining her lips with it. She shuddered at this and backed away, giving him the most loathsome glare she could muster.
The redhead broke the silence by saying, "Leave us alone, will you?" Dally turned around to look at her. "Don't you have some joint-smoking party to go to?"
Johnny recognized the girl from school. Everyone called her Cherry. She was a very pretty girl with her long, thick red hair and petite shape. Johnny had seen Ponyboy staring at her a few times in the halls, and he couldn't blame him.
"What did you say, Red?" Dally asked, squinting his eyes at Cherry threateningly.
She just glared back at him without fear and replied, "I said...don't you have some joint-smoking party to go to?"
"Yeah, its starts around nine. Be a good girl and tell your mom that I'll pick her up around eight."Dally told her as her eyes flared in fury. He chuckled at the look on her face while Cherry crossed her arms. The other girls gave Dally infuriated looks. Except for the brunette that Dally had scared the living hell out of. She was staring at the floor nervously.
Johnny heard a bell ring, signaling that someone had entered the store. He looked over and saw two seniors from school. From the way they looked, they were definitely Socs. One of them was a tall, brunette with carefully styled hair. He had the same brown eyes as the brunette girl, and an unusually large nose. He wore a light blue polo shirt with a pair of khaki pants and penny loafers. He was laughing nonchalantly with his buddy when his eyes fell upon Dally, Johnny, and the group of Soc girls.
"What the hell...," He muttered as he made his way over to them. He looked at Dally threateningly. "Get lost, grease bucket."
Dally put on a mocking apologetic look, his tone becoming more and more cruel with each word. "Oh...forgive me, O Mighty One, but the last time I checked, this was free territory."
The senior, only an inch taller than Dally, got even closer. "Get lost, Winston."
"I don't think you get it, asshole." said Dally as he took his cigarette and put it out on the guy's t-shirt, leaving an ashy trail. "This is free territory. That means I am free to do this–," He stuffed the cigarette into the front pocket of the Soc's jeans. "–and this–," Now he pressed the pocket of his jeans, smashing the cigarette. "–and this." Finally, he spit on the ground in front of the Soc.
The Soc gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not in the mood for this, Winston, and frankly, you're not worth a damn. Leave now and maybe I'll let this go."
"What your rush, Everett? You banging one of these chicks or somethin'?" Dally asked, not giving in to the Soc's demands. He backed up a little, gazing at the girls like before. He quickly gave Everett a coy smile. "I'll betcha it's the redhead, ain't it? Man, she's a feisty one. No, wait...it's that one, huh? The brunette? Damn, man, talk about mouthy."
"Fuck you, Winston! That's my sister your talking about!" Everett shouted, putting his hand around Dally's throat. Dally only chuckled hoarsely at this and pulled out his switchblade. He didn't show the blade, but just brandishing it was enough for Everett to let go.
He seemed speechless at first, but he managed to utter out, "If I ever see you near my sister or these girls again, I'll beat you senseless, Dallas. And that's a promise." He wagged a finger at Dally with warning before looking over at his sister. "Get in the car, Farrah."
Farrah looked at Dally for a minute before leaving the store with the rest of her friends. She stole a few glances as she left. Her brown eyes seemed worried, especially when they fell on her brother. Johnny watched the girls leave, followed by Everett and his friend. Finally, the store owner told Johnny and Dally that they had to leave.
"I don't know how you do it, Dal." Johnny told his friend as they walked down the sidewalk. He waited for Dally to question this response. Instead, he heard Dally only reply, "Yeah, kid, neither do I."
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A.N.: Hey, hope you liked my first chapter! Please let me know if I should continue the story. I'm not really going to into what will happen in future chapters (if there are any) just yet, but its mostly a Dally/OC story. Leave the love!