Sorry its soo fucking short but I got skol tomorrow, icky, spring break is almost over, bout 35ish minutes to go.

Dally's POV

After the door shut Angel put her back to it.

" I want you to know there is no way in hell you freaks are commin tonight." Angel said simply before walking into the kitchen.

" Why the hell not." Curly asked stretching his arms. " Wait, go where?" he asked confused. Angel rolled her eyes.

" Hey Curly." Tim said brightly, which was odd because Tim never said anything brightly.

" Yea Tim." Curly asked completely oblivious.

" Shut the hell up." Tim stated angrily. " And you can walk and breath at the same time. Miracle, that's what that is." Tim said shaking his head and taking a sip of his beer. We all got a kick outta that. It was true, Curly was a complete dumb ass, but when it came to fighting, he could kick anyone's ass from here strait to Texas. I reckon that's the only reason Tim hasn't disowned him yet.

" I'm goin." I said standing up, walking over to the T.V and hitting the side trying to get better reception. " Ya'll need a new T.V." I stated, giving up my attempts to see Mickey clearly.

" Maybe if it breaks, you'll go away." Angel said coming back from the kitchen with a beer, and taking a chug. I gave her the one finger salute and sat back on the couch.

" Like I said, none of ya'll are comin." Angel said smiling sweetly at us.

" I'll go where ever the fuck I wanna." Tim said without taking his eyes offa the T.V. " And I wanna go see a movie, fancy that." Tim said while Curly laughed and slapped him a high five. Angle just kinda stared at then with a look of pity on her face,

" Sumthin the matter wit ya'll." She threw over her shoulder while walking up the stairs and disappearing from sight.

" Gotta get goin." I said getting up yet again and stretching. " See ya'll tonight. I'll bring the Curtis's."

" Nah, don't bring the good lookin one." Curly said suprising me. I didn't know they had beef.

" Why not? You fightin wit them er' somethin?" I asked, a bit concerned for Soda's health.

" No, but Bri'll fall head over heel for him." Curly said lying down on the couch, nursing a throbbing head. I quickly thought this over. It was very true.

" True. I'll meet ya'll at the lot, at 7. Later." I said pushing through the door.

" See ya, man." Tim said as Curly grumbled something. I chuckled to myself, the kid deserved that hangover, he had drunken like a fish yesterday at Buck's. As I headed over to the Curtis's I noticed a green Mustang trailing me. I tensed and made sure I had my switch-blade when it slowed to a stop next to me.

" I don't want no trouble, savvy?" I asked the driver before the window rolled down reveling Bri's worried face.

" Damn put that away!" She exclaimed when she noticed my blade. I lowered it into my pocket before pulling out my cigs n' lighting one up. " You want a ride?" She asked, a little embarrassed.

" Sure." I said simply before opening the door and climbing in. We road in silence for a minute before she turned on the radio, an Elvis song came on, and to my surprise she turned it up and began dancing and singing along.

" You like Elvis?" I questioned cocking my eyebrow.

" I love Elvis!" She laughed. I gave her the directions, and soon we were pulled up to the Curtis house.

" Hey. You wanna meet the guys?" I asked silently kicking myself, remembering she was a soc.

" Sure. I'd love to." She smiled opening her door and walking over to me. We walked up the stairs both singing the Elvis song we had heard and burst through the door laughing.

" I love that song." She exclaimed at 5 bewildered faces.

" Hey Dal. Who's the broad?" Two-bit asked.

" This everyone, is Bri." I said motioning to her.

" Hi there." Two-bit said walking up to her, and began leading her to the couch. " You're probably wondering 'Who is this ungodly handsome man?' well, I'll end your suffering, I'm Two-bit Mathews. Nice to meet you good lookin'" Two-bit introduced as Bri laughed.

" More like 'Ungodly drunk man'" Bri corrected, making Two-bit laugh

" A girl with jokes? I like that." Two-bit said, swaying drunkenly, before falling to the ground and passing out. I couldn't help but laugh at Bri's amused face. I walked over and sat next to her.

" That one with the blond hair is Soda, who is arm wrestling Steve. The red-head is Pony and the brunet is Johnny. Sorry you couldn't meet Superman." I said smiling as she was trying to greet them all.

Soda's POV

I had been arm wrestling, and beating, Steve, when Dally walked in with this gorgeous girl. I didn't think they were together, because she didn't look like his type. I mean, this girl was beautiful, not pretty or hot, beautiful. I quickly dropped Steve's just to look at her.

" Hey." Steve complained.

" Shut up. I was winning." I said crossing the room. Steve just shrugged and walked into the kitchen for another beer.

" Hey I'm Soda." I said sitting next to her. She blushed a bit, which made her look like a porcelin doll. Dal seemed to try and focus on the T.V a bit more than necessary.

" Hey." She smiled. Then it hit me. Dal likes her!

" Umm me and umm Steve gotta go." I said quickly making everyone turn there head.

" No don't leave on my accord, I have to get going any way. See you tonight at the movies Dal?" Bri asked. So she likes him

" Yea, sounds tuff." Dally said trying to suppress a smile. Yep. He defiantly likes her.