Dallas walked into the party with his arm draped around Sylvia's shoulder. A few days ago he hadn't really thought that he would be standing in the middle of Tim Shepard's living room with someone other than the new girl by his side but he wasn't the type to beg. There we're plenty of other girl's who wanted to go out with him. Sylvia looked up at him with an annoyed glare. Dallas pulled his arm around from her shoulder and returned her glare before walking over to the corner where he saw Two Bit And Steve.

"Where we're you?" Dallas asked, staring at Steve. He was referring to the day Paulette had first showed up at school. Steve hadn't been in school that day and Dallas figured he had just ditched.

"I stayed home," Steve said, trying to keep a straight face as he finished off with a lie, "I was sick." Two Bit grinned and grabbed a drink out of a cooler that was sitting by his feet on the floor.

"Yeah, right," Two Bit said before opening his drink and taking a long swig of it, "you just didn't want to take that history test." Dallas slapped the top of Steve's head.

"Your just going to have to take a make up test, stupid," Dallas started, "besides the Curtis's got a new neighbor."

"Yeah. I saw her the day before, "Steve said, grinning, "a greaser that looks like a soc." Two Bit nodded and took another swig of his drink.

"She's probably just poor enough to have to live around us terrible greasers," Two Bit said, laughing at loud at the glare Dallas shot him.

"Sylvia doesn't like her," Dallas glanced back toward Sylvia, "I think she might be right about her."

Dallas and Sylvia stood close together in front of Sylvia's house later that night. They had been dating off and on for a few years, since Dallas was fifteen and she was fourteen. She had been the most conceited and mean girl he had ever met. He smiled and leaned his head back against the tree. Sylvia glanced up at him and smiled.

"What are you thinking about?" Sylvia asked. Dallas looked down at her.

"How mean you are," Dallas replied, giving her his infamous smirk. Sylvia glared at him and stepped back.

"I'm not half as mean as you are,Dallas Winston," Sylvia answered. Dallas leaned in and tried to kiss her but Sylvia backed away from him.

"I heard a rumor," Sylvia said, staring straight up into his eyes, "that you invited Paulette to the party tonight." Dallas sighed and pulled a cigarette out of his jeans pocket.

"I thought we we're having a good night?" Dallas said, attempting to change the subject.

"You ditched me to hang out with your friend's all night, I'm your second choice," Sylvia said, her voice raising as she spoke, "and you thought we we're having a good night?!" Dallas took a step closer to her. Sylvia stood her ground even though he was so close she could feel his breath on her face.

"It's none of your business what I do or who I do it with!" Dallas said, heatedly. Sylvia glared straight into his cold blue eyes. She wouldn't be just some girl he could push around.

" I won't be second," Sylvia said, trying to remain calm even after he reached up and grabbed her shoulder. He was trying to scare her. She knew that and to be honest she was a little scared but she would never let him know that.

"Don't ever talk to me like that," Dallas replied, his cold eyes burning down into hers. Sylvia pulled a way from him and made her way into her house.

Dallas knocked on the door to the Curtis's house and stepped in without an invitation when Ponyboy opened the door. He saw Darry sitting on the couch and he knew he had to stay as calm as possible. He couldn't lose his temper with Darry around. The others we're scared of him but not Darry. Sodapop noticed the angry look on Dallas' face right away.

"Hey Dally," Sodapop said, glancing up at his friend from where he was sitting at the end of the couch.

"I just took Sylvia home," Dallas began, glancing around the room and meeting everyone's eyes besides Darry's, "she knew about me asking Paulette out." Two Bit glanced around the room at the other boys. All of them gave Dallas confused look until Darry spoke up.

"Dally, none of us would do anything like that, you know that," Darry replied, "girl's talk. Paulette probably told a friend." Dallas' moved his eyes to Sodapop.

"Like Sandy," Dallas replied. Sodapop glared at him and started to stand up but Darry stopped him.

"Dally sit down and watch some television with us," Darry said,before glancing over at Sodapop, "Soda, go get Dally a drink." Ponyboy moved down to sit by Two Bit on the floor as Dallas made his way over to the couch.

"Sorry, Darry," Dallas said. Sodapop walked back into the room and handed Dallas a drink.

"Dally, you know none of us would do something like that," Darry said, taking a drink of the beer he had sitting on the coffee table. Dallas nodded and took a swig of the drink Sodapop had brought him.

"I know, Darry," Dallas replied, staying calm mainly because he knew he had to, "things with Sylvia are just a little crazy right now." Sodapop glanced up at Dallas from his seat at the end of the couch.

"I'll talk to Sandy," Sodapop said. Dallas nodded and turned his full attention to the television and the cartoon everyone was watching.

Dallas walked out the door of the Curtis house about five o'clock the next morning. He was going to Tim Shepard's for a few days. He knew if he stayed around the Curtis house he was bound to run into Sylvia. She only lived a block away and there was a really good chance she would come around with Sandy someday soon. He was almost all the way to where the grass met the pavement when he saw the girl sitting on the curb in front of the house next door. She was wearing white pajamas and her long black hair was hanging loosely down her back. Dallas walked over to her quietly and stepped up behind her.

"You don't belong here, do you?" Dallas asked, staring down at her. Paulette turned and looked up at him. She rolled her eyes when she recognized his blonde hair and cold, blue eyes.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Paulette asked. Dallas glared down at her and then sat down on the curb about a foot away from her.

"Look at you," Dallas said as he pulled a cigarette out of a pack in his pocket and lit it, "you dress like a soc, you act like a soc but your living on the wrong side of the tracks." Paulette sighed and stared up at the sky that was just starting to lighten.

"I don't dress like a soc and I don't act like a soc," Paulette said, glancing at Dallas before finishing, "I just don't like you." Dallas stared coldly at Paulette.

"I'm not the kind of guy you want to make mad," Dallas said. Paulette laughed out loud and turned to stare back at him.

"Your not the first tough greaser I've ever met and I'm sure your not going to be the last," Paulette said, before standing up and turning to walk back into her house. Dallas watched her walk back in the house before laying back on the sidewalk and staring up at the sky.

Thanks for all the great reviews. Here is Chapter 2. I hope you enjoy it. My laptop is messed up so I don't know when I'll be able to post the next chapter but I will be back to post another chapter and I'll try to get it posted in the next couple weeks.

Lisa