A/N: I would like to thank the best reviewers ever: cutie pie baby cakes, forevervolleyball, WenWen, and Jenni.

Chapter 3

The next day I didn't wake up until ten thirty. My head was throbbing in pain. I got up and wandered around the house. In the family room, on the coffee table I found a note from my mother. It read:

Dear Sherry,

Your father and I didn't want to wake you for church because you clearly had a long night. You were out till, oh, I don't know 12:30 pm! We will discuss this when your father and I get home. Until then, don't leave the house.

Love,

Your mother

Great. I was going to have to explain to my uptight parents why I was out so late, at a bar. I went into the bathroom to find some Tylenol. This headache, or actually, a hangover was making me want to cry out in pain. I'd never had a hangover so this pain was completely new to me.

I sat down at the kitchen table to eat the cold oatmeal my mother had left for me, even though she knew oatmeal made me gag. RING! RING! The telephone rang, nearly making me jump out of my seat. That did not help my headache. I answered, figuring it was my mother. It wasn't. It was actually…..Marcia.

Me: Hello? Who is this?

Marcia: It's Marcia, or do you not know who Marcia is?

Me: I'm so sorry Marcia. I just couldn't go into the park, Bob was killed there. Then I didn't know what to do so I just kept walking. I needed to be alone

Marcia: Okay, just don't ever blow me off again. I came by your house but your mom said you weren't home. Where were you?

Me: I was, um….uh….with Dally.

Marcia: What?! Oh my God! I knew you liked him! Where did you two go?

I had no choice. I had to tell her. So, I told her everything, from the bar, to… Dally kissing me. She was as shocked as I was.

Marcia: Oh my God! Dally did like you! I could so tell!

Me: Please Marcia, I'm just some girl to him.

Marcia: Sure. Well, I've gotta go to my grandparents house. Bye.

Then Marcia hung up. As I lay on the couch waiting for my parents reality set in. Dally had kissed me! I had kissed him back and liked it! I loved Dally! I really loved Dally! I became worried. I needed to talk to him. What if he didn't feel the same? How could he ever love me?

Wait! I had to wait for my parents. This was so much more important! I decided to go find Dally and be back before my parents got back. When they went top the late church service, and then out to lunch with the reverend they didn't get home until about noon. I had time.

I quickly got dressed in my pretty green skirt and sweater. I did my hair in a fancy updo. As I looked I the mirror I realized I didn't look like Dally's type. But he wanted to be with you yesterday. I told myself.

I checked all of the greaser hangouts looking for Dally. The last place I stopped was the DX. Pony had told me that his brother, Soda worked there. Then I remembered that poor Pony was missing, but I just couldn't dweel on that or I'd go insane. I knew who Soda was so I decided to ask him. I tapped his shoulder and he turned around

At first he was taken aback by me. He later told me that it was because of my beauty, but I think it really had to do with me being a Soc. Although, Soda had dated a Soc or two.

"Do you know where Dally is?" I asked.

"Uh, sorry, no," answered Soda. I could tell he was surprised by my question. Most girls would think Soda is the cute one but I didn't think he held a candle to Dally. Then the other boy, named Steve Randle walked over to us.

"What does this lovely lady want?" he asked.

"She's looking for Dally," said Soda. Steve turned to me in shock.

"Are you serious?" he asked.

"Yes. Anyway, I better get going. Thanks for your help," I said, and with a quick smile I was off. After searching all day for Dally, I had to go home, defeated. I was cutting it pretty close on time.

To my relief I got home before my parents just barely, by two minutes. When they did get home they gave me a long talk. I told them that I had gone to a party with my friend Kiley from school. I know lying to your parents is wrong, but in my case, it saved them a lot of heartache. However, they still grounded me for two weeks for coming home late.

Later that evening, around eight o'clock, if you want to be specific I was writing in my diary. I wrote mostly about Dally, and his bad, intoxicating attitude. Suddenly, I heard a distinct tap on my window. I ran to the window and who should it be, Dallas Winston.

I was a little shocked so I just stared for a moment. Dally tapped again and I quickly opened the window. He didn't have that devilish grin, instead he looked concerned.

"Soda told me you were asking about me at the DX," he said. I nodded, a little embarrassed. It sounded like I was stalking him.

"Why?" he asked. At first I wasn't sure what he meant. When I finally understood I said.

"I, um, wanted to talk about, you know, what happened." I said. When he didn't respond I had a thought. What if I had just imagined kissing Dally. Maybe it had never actually happened. Just when I was about to tell him to leave, Dally spoke up.

"You mean the kiss. Listen, Cherry, I won't tell anyone about it if you don't want me to." He sounded hurt. That was so out of character! The Dally I knew would never had said that. He would have been bragging about kissing me.

"No! I mean, you can people. The truth is Dally, I kind of, kind of," I couldn't make the words come out. Dally took a step towards me, and sent excited chills up my spine.

"Kind of what?" he asked. Then he looked down at me with his big, beautiful eyes.

"I kind of like you," I said. Dally smiled that devilish smile of his. Then he took me in his arms and kissed me. It was like I had never been kissed before. When we broke apart he said

"I'd better get going. Bye Cherry." Then I had a question.

"Hey Dally. How come you didn't try anything last night?" I asked. I was so drunk he could have done anything.

"Because you were drunk. It wouldn't have been fair." That was probably the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to me. I wanted to melt.

With a final kiss he climbed out the window. I couldn't sleep the whole night. All I could think about was my new man, Dally. I had no idea what I was getting myself into.

a/n: Don't worry, the next chapters will get better, but, YAY, they're together. Please review kindly! I would also like to encourage you to read my other stories, When a Soc Meets a Greaser and That Summer.