Disclaimer- I do not own The Outsiders, they belong to S.E Hinton.

This isn't really a story; it's certain points of the book that I would like to write from a different point of view, mostly Dally and Johnny's. I love the friendship between these two and this fanfic kind of focuses on that. Hope you enjoy it!

Chapter Two- The Movie Scene

Dally's POV

I waited for Pony and Johnny at the corner of Pickett and Sutton. We were early, so we went around town doing whatever we wanted. Stealing, breaking laws, bothering people, the usual. We went over to the Dingo, talking with whoever was there. I saw Tim Shepard there, but avoided him. I slashed his tires a while ago, and he was looking for revenge. I wasn't scared or nothing, just had better things to do then whip his ass. We saw a pretty good fight while we were there, but I could hear the sirens coming around the corner and decided we should get going. Cops aren't too fond of me.

I lead Ponyboy and Johnny around to the back of the Nightly Double and hopped the fence to get in. I have enough money to get in; it's just more fun to break the law. We sat down behind some broads by the concession stand. The one redhead sure was a looker.

I decided to have some fun with them. They were socy girls, real stuck-up; I wanted to see how much they could take. I started to talk real dirty, loud enough for them to hear me. I can talk really dirty if I want to, and right then, I wanted to.

I was really getting to the redhead. She was chewing hard on her gum. But the other one was pretending not to hear me. I didn't like that too much. I had gone pretty far by now with my dirty talking, and I had expected a reaction by now. I leaned back and put my feet on the redhead's chair, since I was making the most progress with her. I looked back at Pony and winked. He was nervous, I could see it on his face, but that didn't matter. The kid was too soft anyways. Then I said something so dirty, it had to get to her.

It did. She turned around and glared at me. I almost laughed out loud at the look on her face. Damn, she sure was something else though. With looks like that I was wondering what she was doing out here without some jockey soc guy to protect her from-well, me.

"Take your feet off my chair and shut your trap," she snapped.

I gave her a cool stare. "Who's gonna make me?"

Her friend turned and said something to her about me, acting like I wasn't even there. I recognized them then. "I know you two. I've seen you around the rodeos," I told them.

That redhead looked at me with something smart to say, "It's a shame you can't ride bull half as good as you can talk it." That was the best she could do? She was in for a real scare with me.

"You two barrel race, huh?" I asked casually.

"You'd better leave us alone, or I'll call the cops!" The redhead told me. I rolled my eyes; cops can't do nothing to me, except ruin my good time.

"Oh my, my, my, you've got me scared to death," I said mockingly, then bragged to her about my record. Most people would say that's nothing to brag about, decent people would say that. I ain't decent. I'm very proud of my record, they ought to give out awards to people who've done the shit I've done and continue to do it.

"Please leave us alone. Why don't you be nice and leave us alone?" She begged me. Hah! I had her begging now.

"I'm never nice," I told her. I grinned slyly, "Want a coke?"

I could tell she was really mad by then. Perfect. "I wouldn't drink it if I were starving in the desert. Get lost, Hood!" She insulted. I had her right where I wanted her. I shrugged and went off to get her a coke anyways. I was not going to leave them alone.

When I got back she was talking to Ponyboy, and Johnny was sitting there nervously. The poor kid was always nervous around people he didn't know. His good for nothing parents have turned him into a nervous wreck.

I gave a coke to the girl who was ignoring me, and she took it, which surprised me. But I didn't want her, I wanted the redhead. "That might cool you off," I said, handing it to her. I sat down beside her, and I could feel her glaring at me.

She threw the coke in my face and shouted at me. I wiped it off with my sleeve and looked at her. "Fiery, huh? Well, that's the way I like 'em," I said smiling evilly at her. I started to put my arm around her, and she pushed me off. So, I went at her again, this time, I heard a voice behind me try to stop me.

"Leave her alone, Dal." It was a knee jerk reaction to knock the guy out for trying to tell me what to do. So I whipped around. But it was Johnny standing there, looking at me with his black eyes.

"Huh?" I was taken off guard. Johnny hardly ever spoke, and even the toughest of greasers knew not to try to tell me what to do. I saw Johnny gulp and turn a little pale. Did he really think I would hit him?

"You heard me, leave her alone," he said quieter. If it had been anyone else, anyone, I would've kicked their ass. But not Johnny. Never Johnny. I didn't really know how to react to this situation. I scowled for a second, knowing I couldn't keep harassing the girl, or beat up Johnny. I turned and stormed off. I hated that. It made me look weak. Walking away because some little brat told me to. But it wasn't just a little brat. It was Johnny, so I had no other option.

I ran into Tim later that night. Got into a pretty good fight too. Me and Tim are always fighting about one thing or another. Probably because he's one of the only guys who know me and are willing to stand up to me. I cracked a couple ribs, but gave him a pretty good black eye and might have broken his nose, so I figured we were pretty much even. I went to Bucks to try to sleep it off.

I got into the crowded house, it smelled like alcohol and smoke. The music was so loud it hurt my ears. I like this place a lot better when I'm drinking too. I stopped to get some water and felt and hand slide around my waist. I spun around to Sylvia, trying her best to look innocent. That look never worked for her. She was so far from innocent I didn't even understand why she tried to use that look anymore. Might as well draw a giant middle finger on her forehead.

"Get off me Sylvia." I glared at her.

"Baby, you aren't really still mad at me are you?" She asked in the sweetest voice she could muster up while running her hands over my chest and arms. I rolled my eyes, grabbed her hands and pulled her away from me.

"Get lost. I'm not in the mood for you right now." I told her, grabbing my water and stalking off. I could hear her pouting angrily behind me. I didn't care. If she wanted some she could go find it somewhere else. She's just another whore. A whore with a wicked attitude. That's what had attracted me to her in the first place, the attitude.

I lay down in my bed, but could not sleep. The music was so loud I could never tune it out. Not to mention the occasional gasping or moaning that came from the rooms around mine. My side hurt fiercely, I tried to ignore that. Nothing I can't handle. It would heal soon enough.

Johnny's POV

I went to get a coke, knowing Dally wasn't headed anywhere good with this. Those girls were really getting frustrated.

When I got back, Dally was gone. I looked around before saying a shy "hi," to the girls. They were really pretty. Pony was talking with the redhead a lot, and I wished I could talk that much with her. I'm just not a real talkative person. She seemed like a real nice girl though, even if she was a soc. Dally came back and I knew there would be trouble. He gave each of the girls a coke and the redhead threw it back into his face.

"That might cool you off, greaser. After you wash your mouth and learn to talk and act decent, I might cool off, too." She snapped at him. I bit my tongue. You just don't say things like that to Dally.

He started to put his arm around her, and she struggled against him. She didn't have a chance; he was too strong for a girl like her. I could feel Pony's nervousness beside me. I felt nervous too. I didn't want Dally to do anything to her; she never did anything to us. He started to put his arm around her again, and I stood up.

"Leave her alone, Dal," I said, a little too demanding. He turned and glared at me. I wanted to sink back into my seat, but I didn't. Dally wouldn't hit me. Would he?

"Huh?" He asked, angrily. I gulped down my fear and felt myself pale a little bit. I didn't think he would hit me, but you never know with Dally. I don't think I would be able to handle a hit from him. It wouldn't be anything worst than what my father has done, physically. But I have come to expect beatings from my father. I did not expect Dally to hit me. I stood my ground anyways though.

"You heard me, leave her alone," I said quieter, and cursed myself inwardly when my voice shook a bit. I hoped no one noticed it. Dally scowled at me for a second, then turned and walked off. I sat back down, thankful. I was a little stunned he had left. No one tells Dally what to do. Well, I guess I just did.

The redhead-we learned her name was Cherry- turned and thanked me. "He had me scared to death," she said. I smiled at her, we had both just stood up to Dallas Winston, and that took a lot of guts.

"You sure didn't show it," I complimented her, "nobody talks to Dally like that."

She smiled back at me, she was so pretty, "from what I saw, you do," my ears got red at her statement. I really had just told him what to do. I smiled again at my sudden bravery. Ponyboy was still staring at me, surprised. Yeah, I'm surprised too.

Cherry's friend, Marcia, grinned at us and invited us to sit up there with them. Me and Pony looked at each other. Tonight was really something else. I stood up to Dally and now we picked up some tuff-looking soc girls. We gladly hopped up and joined them.

We made small talk for a little while. It was nice to be able to talk to girls and feel comfortable. Greaser girls are too loud and obnoxious for me. When the topic went back to Dally, the girls talked about him like he was trash, and I felt I needed to take up for him.

"Dally's okay," I said defensively. I didn't want them thinking the wrong thing about him. No, he wasn't a respectful person, he was a hood. But he was a good guy at the same time. He knew the score and he looked after his buddies. "He's tough, but he's a cool old guy."

"He'd leave you alone of he knew you," Pony backed me up.

"Well, I'm glad he doesn't know us," Marcia said crookedly. It made me tense up a bit, I didn't like the way she talked about him. Sure he had probably just scared the crap out of her, but she didn't know him, what he'd been through, and what he was really like. I ignored it though and we watched the movie.

After a while, I felt a hand come down hard on my shoulder. "Okay, greasers, you've had it." I deep voice said. I swear I jumped out of my skin. I slammed my eyes shut and prayed it wasn't what I thought it was.

My hand was already going to my switchblade when Pony said, "glory, Two-Bit, scare us to death!" I let out the breath I hadn't realized I was holding and looked back at a grinning Two-Bit.

"Hey, Two-Bit," I said, trying to sound normal, but my voice came out weak and shaky. Wow, I bet I sound real tuff right now. Two-Bit messed up my hair affectionately.

"Sorry, kid, I forgot," he told me, still grinning. I calmed myself down a little bit as he hopped over the seats and started to flirt with Marcia. I talked a little more than I usually do for the first bit of the night. Found out Tim Shepard was out looking for Dally, too.

We watched the rest of the movie in silence, other than Two-Bit and Marcia yapping. Their conversation didn't make any sense to me at all. It was hard to keep up with Two-Bit sometimes. Cherry and Pony went to get us all popcorn, and when they came back, Cherry gave me a quick glance. I didn't know what it was, sympathy, pity, something like that. I didn't like it anyways; I would have to ask Ponyboy about it later. I was a real nice night though.

Author's Note:

I'll be writing soon and updating soon. I'm not going to do every chapter, because if you guys wanted to know the story you would read the book again. So I'm just going to be doing chapters and sections that I really want to show Johnny and Dally's bond because I really like their friendship. THERE WILL BE NO SLASH! Although, I'll probably add in scenes that were missing from the book, like Dally in the hospital before the rumble visiting Johnny, or maybe something more with Sylvia, not sure yet. Comment and let me know what you think, or what scene you would like to read and I might write it for you. Please keep reading, believe me, the second chapter is way better, I was kind of blocked on this one, but the next chapter is much better!