Chapter 3
Author's Note: Sorry for not updating sooner, and I know it's a short chapter but I'll try to update soon. Thanks!
Dallas 'Dally' Winston walked into Johnny's tiny room and was immediately greeted with a T-Shirt to the face. He immediately ripped it away from his face, ready to fight with whoever had thrown it at him, but his face softened when he saw Johnny throwing clothes left and right from his closet, appearing to search frantically for something.
"What're you doing Johnnycakes?" Dally asks him.
Johnny jumps and flails a little bit, unaware that someone else was in the room with him, and bumps his head on the top of the closet.
Dally sees panic in Johnny's eyes before they flash with recognition.
"Dally! You gotta help me! I've got like nothing to wear! Everything I've got is either ripped or stained to the point of no return!" Johnny says frantically.
Dally hides a grin at Johnny's obvious nervousness and walks over to join him by his closet.
"Relax, Johnny! Listen, you go get cleaned up, and when you come back I'll have you something to wear." Dally tells him.
Johnny hesitates and then breathes a sigh of relief.
"Thanks Dal, I just… I don't know! Something about this girl just makes me question everything that I've never thought about before. Like my clothes: I've never really paid any attention to what I wear, but now I feel like I have to look real nice for her." He tells Dally.
"You've got it bad, kid. Just go get cleaned up, let me worry about everything else." Dally replies.
Johnny comes back from getting cleaned up to find Dally sitting on his bed, looking bored out of his mind, and an outfit laid out on the bed. He steps a little closer and sees that it's a pair of jeans with a few tears in the knees, a white T-Shirt, and a red and black flannel.
Dally looks up as Johnny enters the room and says, "Get dressed, if you don't hurry you're gonna be late."
That seems to spur Johnny into action and he rushes to get dressed. After he pulls on his clothes he steps in front of the cracked mirror on the back of his door. Remembering how that mirror got cracked, an unpleasant exchange between he and his father, dims his mood a little, but remembering the date he had somehow managed to score with an amazing girl fixes that in a matter of seconds.
The jeans are a little short, but they fit him better than most of his other pairs, all three of them, and the shirt is a little baggy, but over all, he thinks that he looks pretty good. He slicks his hair back and then glances at the clock: 5:30.
As if he'd read my mind, Dally stands up and says, "You look great, now go! You're gonna be late."
Nodding his thanks, he approaches the door, but before he can get all the way out Dally says, "And hey!"
Johnny turns around and faces him with a questioning look on his face.
"You best believe you're gonna give me all of the details tomorrow." He tells Johnny.
Johnny grins at him, nods, and then leave with his stomach rolling with nerves.
Johnny approaches the diner but doesn't see Jade anywhere. He nervously checks his a nearby clock and sees that it's 6:15. She should have been there by now. He slumps down in the bench in front of the diner. 'She probably realized what a loser I am and decided not to show up." Johnny though disappointedly. A deep sadness and disappointment fills Johnny. He stands to leave, but as he stands up, he finds Jade approaching with a smile on her face.
"Sorry I'm late, my brother kept asking me questions about where I was going." She says to him.
"It's okay, I just got here a few minutes ago anyway." Johnny tells her.
As they enter the diner, Johnny is surprised to find that, while his stomach was churning when he left his house, he didn't feel any nerves now, just sheer joy happy with the way things were turning out, he just hoped that it stayed that way.
