AN: I just came up with this. If it sucks, I truly am sorry. It's a Dally. Even though I am a VERY big Dasey Shipper.
Sigh. I go to one party and my car gets Jacked, just perfect. I look around for someone that isn't completely trashed to take me home. I am not walking. Not. I keep on looking. I see Casey, but she looked trashed for once in her life, since Max just dumped her. (Ouch, that was harsh!) I see someone, and she actually looks all there. I walk over to her and she stops dancing, holding her quarter full glass of beer.
"Hey Sally, can I catch a ride with you? If I'm not home in 5 minutes I'm dead. Casey's trashed and I'm sure her mom will feel sorry for her, but she obviously can't drive me."
"What happened to your car?" She simply asked me.
"Someone jacked it."
"Nice." She said, taking another sip of beer. "I guess so." She said, sighing sarcastically and smiling. She put the beer down and got her keys out of her pocket. We walked out of the house and down the street to her car. Wow, I could hear the music from here. Anyways, we got in the car and started off towards my house.
"So, how many did you have?" I asked her, smiling.
"Just the one I had in my hand. I'm not much of a drinker."
"Yea, me neither. I had 3."
"3? Wow."
"Yeah." Most of the car ride was silent. As we pulled up to the house, I told her thanks and got out. She got out the other door and started walking up to the house with me, saying how she was just making sure I got there alright.
"You could have waited in the car until I got in the house you know, but thanks." I smiled and turned towards her as we got to the door.
"Well, your welcome. And call me anytime for a ride. Trashed or not." She smiled and gave me a hug, then turned to leave.
"Sally," I said. She turned around and I kissed her, putting my arms around her waist. She responded by putting hers around my neck and pulling me closer.
"Wow, end to a great night much?" She said against my lips and keep kissing me.