Sorry it took so long to post another chapter. I got mixed reviews on this story, and frankly I wanted to delete it because, if you haven't noticed, it's quite…shallow. I finally decided to post cause I still kinda like my character, Lena. Reviews are welcome! Happy reading! Also special thanks to DarkenedTragedyXx!!

Chapter 5

Warning: I have decided to keep this very Mary Sue so if you don't like that then don't read this. Sorry.

Lena's POV

" Why thank you." I smirked while trailing my hand over his arm. "Strong" I murmured. The blond seemed a bit took off guard by my display of affection, but that was quickly replaced by a sinister smirk.

" You like that? Wanna see somethin else?" He had this glint in his eyes that told me he would show me 'somethin'. (A/N: Readers here's where you use your imagination)

" Umm can we keep this PG? Yea thanks." Curly said takin a bite out of his hamburger that had just come. I smiled, good ol' Curly: my hero. The boy sat down next to me in the booth.

"You got a name? Ya already know mine." I asked him curiously.

"Names Dallas Winston, but people round here call me Dally." He stated proudly. It was an act. This kid had a pretty convincing bad- ass barrier around him but I could see right through his thick, cold exterior.

" What's the matter doll?" Dally asked me. I guess I had been starin at him for a few minutes.

"Nothin. You just remind me of someone back in New York." I lied smoothly. It really was a curse more than a gift, the lyin thing. I could lie myself out of any situation, or into one.

" Yea ya brother fergot to tell me you was in the New York pen. That's my hometown." He said, his eyes filling with envy. " What's it like out there now. I aint been out there since I was ten. Damn 7 years." He said shaking and lowering his head. So he's 17, this could work.

" Eh… nothin special. Ya dig?" I asked.

" Yea I got it." He said. I could almost see the wheels turning in his mind.

" So where's Angel?" I asked Tim who had been chatting with Curly and eating.

" Umm I'm not sure." Tim said before striking up a conversation with some guy from his gang who had come over.

" I saw her go outside by Roth. Her and Ray have been goin fer a coupla weeks." Dal said gesturing towards the door. "I'll go wit ya. Me and Ray got a score ta settle." I smiled; he sure was my kinda boy.

"Yea lets go." I said. I turned to Tim and the boy he was talking to, " Hey me and Dal are goin to see Angel."

"Yea go fer it. She's missed you." he said before turning back to the other boy. Curly had wondered over to some other boys that pretty looked tuff. Dally got up and waited for me before putting his arm around my waist. I looked up at him and he met my gaze.

" You know what? I'm not gonna say anything and make your day." I said a smile trailing on my lips.

" That just makes me feel fuzzy all over." Dal replied sarcastically before pushing the door open. We made our way over to a group of greasers crowded around a pair of boys fighting.

" Hey Dal how are y… Who the fuck is this?" A blond girl with too much makeup on said sounding upset.

" My… friend." Dal said smirking down at her. She sure was short, she was only about 5'3- 5'4.

" Yea right, you lying piece of shit." The girl screamed. Glory was she loud.

" Sylvia, what the hell is your problem? It's not like were goin out anymore. Or did it just slip ya mind that you was two-timin me while I was in the cooler?" he said sounding pretty angry about the whole ordeal.

" Dal, baby, we talked about that, Sean came onto me." Sylvia said pouting her lips while trying to slip her arm around his waist. Dal quickly pulled away from her.

" You want this greasy slut instead of me. I mean come on Dal, look what she's wearing. How much did you have to pay fer her on the corner?" She asked innocently.

" Bitch please." I said, " You think your any better? I aint the one two-timin nobody." I finished off wiping the innocent right off her makeup cover face.

" Dal, you gonna let her talk to me like that?" she asked him offended.

" We aint goin no more Sylvia, get outta here before Lena fucks your face up." Dal growled.

"No need, it's already fucked up." I said looking her in her eyes. She pulled her hand back to slap me, but I put a hand up to block her hit and twisted her arm behind her back.

" Don't you ever TRY to touch me again." I whispered menacingly into her ear. I pulled her arm tighter to her back, she whimpered in pain. I threw her to the ground.

" Come on Lena, let's go find Angel." Dal said to while and retuning his arm to my waist.

Dally's POV

Lena sure showed Sylvia. I was hoping we would run into that tramp, she cheated on me for the last time. I was really sick of coming home and people telling me they had seen her with another man. I would never hound the other guy because I went with her for the same reason they wanted her; she was an easy fuck. We walked over to Ray's car and I could hear Angel bitching at him for looking at another girl.

"There she is," I whispered in Lena's ear. Her head quickly followed my finger to the girl I was pointing at and her smile widened. I wasn't sure why because Angel looked like a whore in her short denim mini, black heels, tight black top, and her face caked with makeup, or maybe she was proud of her. I don't know, I'll never understand girls. Lena walked over to Angel and slipped her arms around Angel's waist. Ray stopped yelling what he was saying and just kinda stared at them

" What the hell?" Angel muttered before turning around and seeing her big sister.

" LENA?" she screamed

" Yea baby, it's me." She said laughing as Angel threw her arms around Lena. They stayed in that embrace for a few moments before Angel pulled away.

" Damn, you sure have grown! I haven't seen you for… well forever!" Angel said looking her sister up and down. I glanced over at Ray, who was probably trying to figure out a way to get them both in bed with him. Not going to happen.

" You finally learned to do your makeup and put an outfit together. You remember when you would come to me askin me to do ya makeup and hair?" Lena questioned the dark haired girl with a smile.

" Yea, yea I remember." Angel replied smiling at her sister. " This is my boyfriend Ray." Angel said introducing him.

" Nice ta meet ya." Lena said nodding her head to him.

" Yea you to" Ray said making it obvious he was checking her out. Lena noticed.

" Hun, I'm outta ya league." She said making Ray scowl.

" Hey I'm gonna head home." Lena said to Angel. Angel had begun to yell at Ray again. Only God knows how those two keep that relationship going.

"You need a ride?" I asked Lena catching up with her because she had already began walking away. She looked around, as if trying to locate her brothers. Curly was in a fight, and Tim was in a heated discussion with the Tiber Tigers leader. The Dingo was neutral territory. Anyone ,besides a soc, could go in there.

" Yea I'll take a ride." She said seeming slightly saddened by the fact she had to get a ride home from person she just met.

" Lets go," I said taking her arm and leading her to Bucks Cherry red Pontiac Firebird.

" Tuff ride" She said sliding into the car. She surprised me by snuggling next to me.

" Thanks. You cold" I asked

" Yea just a little, I'll be fine till I get home." She said but her body betrayed her by shivering again. I shrugged my jacket off and put it around her shoulders.

" Thanks." She said quietly before putting it on. "Smells good, reminds me of you," she said. I had no idea it smelled good.

" No problem. Your old man home?" There was no way in hell I was going to leave her home alone with her dad. I revved the engine and pulled out of the lot.

" Nah, he was home earlier though." She said looking out the window as the trees, and fields whizzed past quickly, making colors blend.

" What happened? I know Tim says somethin usually goes wrong when he's round." I asked concerned.

" Oh, he just looked at me wrong." She concluded fiddling with the radio. That's a thing I learned about the Shepard's a while back: don't look at them wrong or they'll all be on your ass for the rest of your life. I could just see an old Tim harassing someone with his cane er somethin. I pulled up to her house and looked over at her. She was in a daze; I don't think she even realized we were there.

" Hey, we're at ya house." I said touching her arm. She jerked away from me quickly and I pulled my hand away.

" Sorry," she had an apologetic look in her eyes, " People just don't usually treat me like you do." She said opening the door and walking around the car.

" And what's that like?" I questioned. She stopped in the middle of the street.

" You look me in the eyes when you talk to me. You treat me… better than I've ever been treated before." She looked embarrassed for telling me her feelings. She quickly walked up the stairs before turning around and giving me a smile and shutting the door.