AN: Hi everyone, sorry for the long delay, there's a lot going on in my world right now, and for a while I didn't have internet access :/

I wake up to the sun shining right in my face. I groan and turn over but it's too late to get back to sleep. I groan before I sit up and hop off my bed.

I look over at Rainbow, she's still asleep, and since it's a Saturday, she probably won't wake up until, oh, I don't know, noon.

I shake my head before I head toward the door and open it, instantly the smell of food cooking hits my nostrils, Pepper's up, she's usually the first one awake.

I walk into the kitchen where Pepper, Hermann, and surprisingly, Straight A are. "Hey Straight A," I say, plopping in a chair, "What're you doin' here so early?"

She sighs, "The old man was acting up again." She says and I roll my eyes, "What happened this time?" I ask.

She holds out her hand, there's blue nail polish on her nails "Yeah, my mom sent me a bottle, said it would go with my eyes, so I put it on, but the old man saw and flipped his lid."

I swear, if that old man doesn't let up on her, one of these days, I'm gonna pound him, and it's gonna feel so good.

"Morning all!" I hear suddenly.

"Mornin' Peach." I say, not turning around.

She slides into the chair that's next to Straight A, "Hey there, Straight A, what'cha doin' here so early?"

As Straight A repeats the story for Peach, I get up and get myself a cup of coffee, I like coffee, makes me feel mature.

"Ugh, that's so stupid, I don't see what's so scandalous about wearin' nail polish!" Peach exclaims as I sit back down in my seat.

"You know the old man, he went nuts after he and mom got a divorce." Straight A explains, looking at her nails.

"It's complete crap," I say, taking a sip of my coffee, (which isn't crap) "Aren't you old enough to choose what parent you wanna live with anyways?"

"I guess so...If I knew where in the world my mom was." Straight A sighs and rests her chin on her hand, her way of saying she doesn't wants to talk about it anymore.

After a few minutes, breakfast is made and we're all eating when I hear Pepper, "Morning Hon." I turn around and see Rainbow walk into the kitchen, "Well look who decided to join us." I say teasingly. She sends me a slight glare and I laugh, she's fun to tease.

After breakfast, I head to the bathroom to take a quick shower, I want to go into town later.

After I get out and blow dry my hair, I head into my room to get dressed. Rainbow's still eating because she got up later, so I have the room to myself for a few minutes.

After I braid my hair and pull it over my shoulder, I pull on some jeans, a wife beater, and some boots before I grab my make up and head to the bathroom to brush my teeth and do my make up.

After I do my morning rituals, dodging Pepper because she's getting ready for work, I decide that I want to head into town. I head to Peach and Hermann's room, to see if they want to go, they're both on their beds, Hermann reading a magazine, Peach just lying there.

"Hey, you two want to head into town with me?" I ask.

Hermann doesn't look up from her magazine, "Sorry Rew, but...I have my sights set on this guy who is...muy muy lindo (Very very cute)...and I'm trying to figure out how to get his attention." I roll my eyes, she's such a romantic.

"I feel lazy today." Peach says, "I'm just gonna take it easy and chill."

"Alright." I say, walking to Tom's room, where both Tom and Straight A are. Straight A has a bed here for when she wants to spend the night, which is pretty often. Tom's in her closet while Straight A is sitting on the side of her bed.

"Hey Tom, Straight A, wanna head to town with me?"

"I'd like to, but I'm gonna head to the bowling alley with my friends." Tom says, pulling out a bowling glove.

"I would, but the old man is mad enough as it is, I don't wanna make him any angrier."

I hate her dad so much. "Alright."

I head into me and Rainbow's room, where she's lying on her bed, reading her book, "Hey Bow, I'm headin' into town, wanna come?"

"Sorry, I wanna read my book."

"Aw come on Bow."

"No, I got this book weeks ago and I'm not even past the third chapter, so many things have been goin' on!"

"Alright, alright, suit yourself."

I groan, guess I'm going alone. I grab my leather jacket, a pack of Kools, a lighter, my wallet, and switchblade.

I put my lighter, Kools, and wallet in the pockets of my jacket, and my switchblade in the back pocket of my jeans.

I'm very proud of my switch, it's eight-inches and has a pearl handle, I didn't get it by stealing it or anything, I may be tough, and mean sometimes, but I'm pretty law abiding, I bought it when I was sixteen.

I head to the front door and look over my shoulder. "I'm heading out!" I call.

I hear a serenade of "Good byes" and "I love yous", I just call, "Right back at ya!" and walk outside.

It's not that I don't love my sisters, I do, hell I actually told Rainbow "I love you" a few weeks ago after her encounter with Joey, that was one of the only times I've said "I love you" to anyone. It's just that it sounds trite to me, or maybe even sappy.

As I walk down the sidewalk that leads into town, I pull out a cigarette and light it, I should stop smoking, but I'm pretty much addicted, Rainbow's called me a "weed fiend" a few times.

I stop at the corner and think about where I want to go.

I kind of want to go to the record store to see if they have any 45s by Elvis or The Rolling Stones, I'm a fan of both of them. Or I could go get some more eye make-up, I trowel that stuff on, but hey, it's the style. Then again...I can't buy too much, my birthday's coming up in a few weeks. Hell I'll just browse.

I look both ways before I jog across the street to the other sidewalk and make my way to the record store.

I crush my cigarette under my heel before I walk inside, the store doesn't have many people in it today. I walk over to a shelf and begin to look through the records.

Let's see...Jailhouse Rock, I have that...Blue Moon, Mystery Train...The Beatles, ew...Hey, Jerry Lee Lewis, Rainbow likes him… Ooh! Satisfaction…Hmm, Not many Rolling Stones songs today.

This goes on for about half an hour before I leave without buying anything.

After that I head down to the drugstore, I've decided that I'm going to get my make up, along with a soda.

After I buy my make-up and soda, I walk back outside and lean against the wall by the entrance before I take a swig of pop.

I suddenly hear a voice, "Well, well, wadda ya, know."

Oh you have got to be kidding me!

I stop drinking my soda and look over with a glare, sure enough, it's Dallas Winston, in the flesh.

"Wadda ya want, Winston?" I ask sharply.

"Winston?" Dallas asks, feigning confusion, "What happened to Dally?"

"Last Friday happened!" I snap, standing up straight.

Now he genuinely looks confused, "What?" he asks.

I groan in frustration, "I had promised my sister that I would come get her after the movies were over, but then you came along and followed me all over the state, and distracted me!" I know my reasoning isn't very good, but I'm just really mad, something about this guy drives me crazy!

Dallas looks at me nonchalantly, "Baby, you're the one who let me follow you, you can't pin this all on me."

I kind of snarl. "No," I say through gritted teeth, "But, you did sit behind her at the drive in, and she told me about the dirty stuff you said." I'm half lying, Rainbow only said that he talked dirty, she didn't tell me what exactly.

"So one of those little ladies was your sister?" he asks, "Hmm…I'm taking a wild guess that it was the little blonde."

I can't help but draw back slightly, "How the hell…?" I ask.

"Well," He starts, placing a hand on his chin to look pensive, "I sat behind three chicks at the drive in, two of which I knew were socs, and even though the little blonde was dressed nice, I could tell she wasn't a soc."

"Well, you're right." I admit bitterly, before I take another drink of my Coke.

"So anyway, where're you headed?" He asks out of the blue.

I continue to drink my soda, but I point in the direction of the park, I was planning on going there for a smoke before I headed to lunch, then home.

I drain the rest of my soda and toss the empty bottle in the trash, "Well, I'd say it was nice talkin' to ya, but I'd be lyin'." I say, starting to walk down the sidewalk.

As I'm walking, I get a feeling of Deja Vu down my back, I look over my shoulder and see Dallas following me, like he did last Friday. I glare, "You followin' me?" I ask, annoyed.

"Yeah." Dallas says simply.

"Are you gonna stop?"

I see him stop, but only for a moment, "No...I don't think I ever will."

I can't help it, I grin and stop, allowing him to catch up to me. When he reaches me, he looks at me with a bit of a side smirk, "I knew you'd warm up to me eventually." he says.

I stop smiling, "Whatever, I got nothing better to do anyway."

Dallas and I eventually reach the park and we walk over to the fountain to sit and have a smoke.

"Hey Winston," I say after a drag on my cigarette, "Why do you follow me all over the place?"

"Depends," he says, "Why do you let me?"

"I don't let you!" I snap.

He takes a drag of his cigarette, "I don't remember everything about last Friday, but I do remember that you said that you could kick my ass all over the street if you wanted."

"Yeah, I could!" I snap.

"Yet you didn't, you had every chance to kick my ass, yet you didn't, and why do you think that is..."

"Because I didn't want to get hauled in!" I snarl. I turn away from him and close my eyes before taking a drag of my cigarette.

I sit there for a minute, before I hear Dallas again, "Fiery one aren'tcha? Well, that's just the way I like 'em."

Before I can process this, I feel his arm wrap around my shoulders. My eyes open slowly, "You have two options," I say, not looking at him, "You can either move your hand, or you can loose it."

He doesn't move his hand, "I noticed you have a blade in your pocket, you gonna use that?" he asks

I look at him and smirk, "Yup, so you better move your hand or else."

He chuckles and moves his hand, even though I know he isn't scared. Then he takes another drag of his cigarette, "Mind showin' it to me, baby?"

I sigh, put my cigarette between my lips, reach into my back pocket and pull out my blade. When he sees the pearl handle, he grins. I press the button and the blade pops out, showing how long the knife is in a whole.

"Gotta admit, that's a tuff blade, baby." he says with a smirk.

"Yep, I got it when I was sixteen." I say proudly, putting the blade back in the handle and putting it back in my pocket.

After that, we just sit there talking, and...it's actually quite nice, when he's not being an ass that is, but, eventually, I tell him I better get home. My first thought was inviting him to get lunch with me...but dear god, can you imagine how that would look?

"You know somethin' Dally." I say, making him grin, "You're not as vile as I thought you were."

"Same goes for you-...You know somethin, I never learned your name."

"Oh, shit...well, my name's Rew."

"Rew?" he asks.

"It's a nickname, but I'm not telling you my real name, you have to earn it." I say matter-o-factly.

"Well then, Rew, I was wondering if you'd like to head to the Dingo and get a Coke at some point."

I look at him, "You don't give up do you?" I ask.

"...Was that a yes?"

My eyes look up, making it look like I was thinking, "...no." I say simply, turning and walking away.

"Well, was that a no?" he calls after me.

I laugh, "No!" I call over my shoulder. Man, Rainbow isn't going to believe this!