I was writing notes for my direct examination of Cherry Valance, but I wasn't thinking about Cherry or even Dallas or Johnny, who had needed to be comforted for a whole hour after the ordeal with his ass hole parents testifying against him. Dallas took care of that and the entire time I was thinking about Benjamin Franklin and Thomas Edison. Electricity and what connects with what. I'm still thinking about it. I have been all day and I don't plan to stop. Why didn't my parents connect? Why didn't Johnny's? Why did I connect with alcohol? Why did Dallas and Johnny? And did I connect with anyone?

"It was a stupid thing to do." Dallas said and I looked up, he broke my revere and I was angry.

"You know what else was stupid? Letting me drink to the point of not being able to function." I snapped back and laid my notes down, looking at him. There was that look againe. That of pure hatred that made me squirms.

"Robyn, come on, you know that one way or another you would have gotten the beer." He said and I stood up.

"That not true! I'm just as smart as you are!" I yelled and Dallas stood up with me. "I mean I have my fair share of problem, Dallas Winston, but do you think that I'm an idiot!"

"No I don't, Robyn, that's why I' was worried for you because your a impulsive little bitch but-"

"SHUT UP! JUST SHUT UP, DALLAS! I DON'T KNOW WHAT KIND OF SICK GAME YOUR PLAYING WITH MY HEAD BUT YOU BETTER JUST-" I was going to yell more. I wasn't done with that asshole, but I felt my lips being closed and something pressed against them my heart started to beat faster and I knew what it felt like to be Ben Franklin and run with the kite through the rain. Electrifying. I would love to say I pushed him away but I didn't. He wrapped an arm around my waist and I could feel my heart beating like it was going to burst out of my chest. I want to say that I pushed him away and started to yell but in all truth I put an arm around his neck and leaned in farther, kissing him. I don't honestly know how long it was, but I remembered what Mr. Wayne had said to me and I remembered what happened when you mixed electricity with sparks. You got a roaring fire that spiraled out of control and burned down a building, killing innocents. I pushed him away and turned my head down before I could have any second thoughts.

"Oh, Ginger, that was the hottest-" He started, his entire yelling demure gone within the second.

"No." I said and turned away running my hands through my hair. "Dallas, no. That's not-"

"Hey, hey, hey, look at me." He said and tired to push my head up againe, but pulled away and stumbled.

"Dallas, I don't see you-" I started and I knew that he only wanted to get lucky.

"Yes you do!" He yelled. "You think your to good for me but god damn it, you do, Robyn Woods!" He grabbed my shoulders and I was breathing heavily.

"Dallas-" I snapped but he leaned in and we kissed for the second time. This time my shock was short lived and I pushed away.

"YOU-FREAKING-BASTARD!" I screamed and he rolled his eyes. At this time Darry and Steve walked in. I walked over to Darry; still shaking I tried to talk calmly. "I'm so sorry to bother you but can I either have the car keys or have you drive me over to Buck's?" I asked, trying not to yell or cry.

"Of course." He said then looked over at Dallas. "What happened?" He rolled his eyes.

"She's just overreacting because I kissed-" Then he looked at my pleading eyes. I was begging him not to tell and not to make a big deal over it. "I kissed Sylvia againe and you know Ginger, she can't stand to lose at anything." Dallas said and I smiled a bit. Darry rolled his eyes and I could tell that he didn't quite believe Dallas but decided not to push the issue. Darry nodded at me.

"You can take my car. I'd drive you but I need to pay some bills, Miss Woods." Darry said and then walked out of the room with Steve. Dallas and I stood there for a few minutes just kind of look at the floor. Well actually Dallas was smirking at me and I was looking at the floor.

"Sooo, I'll see you tomorrow at the court?" Dallas asked and I nodded and took Darry's keys and started to walk out. "Hey! Ginger!" He called and I turned around. "Look, I didn't mean to ruin your rep by kissing you." He said and I smiled, cocking my head. "Though you totally loved it." He added and I looked at him. Dallas had just

"My issue wasn't with the kiss, Dallas it was with-"

"Shut up, Woods. I know your issue was with liking me back." He said and I walked over to him.

"Dallas Winston, you have the biggest head I've ever seen." I snapped and he smiled.

"You have the biggest boobs I've ever seen." He muttered, but that was far from the truth. I knew he was only saying it to get on my nerves.

"Not as big as the other girls from the club I work at." I murmured under my breath and he smirked.

"Why do you talk back to me?" He asked and I shrugged.

"I don't know. I guess that's the way Boston girls are. We're not as easy as Tulsa girls from the east side. " I smirked and then without warning I felt myself leaning in againe. I don't know why I did it. I guess it was the pressure of everything and the fact that my case was going horrible. I'd regret it in the morning.

"Boston girls aint easy?" He smirked. "Damn doll, let me tell you. You're on base with that. But I got a question. You dig?" He asked and I nodded.

"What?"

"Why do you care about Johnny and the gang so much?"

" I guess because I need to win the case for a reputation. I mean, that's how it started Dallas. I'm fresh out of school, Dallas. Always the smartest in my class and If I lose this then my reputations is in the dump. That's what I thought when I first started. I work my ass off, Dallas, and then suddenly I saw the little kid, scared. Then I saw the gang and how much they care for him and you! You're a whole 'nother story! Seeing someone as cold and...Well hostile as you, caring for someone breaks me, Dallas." I said and he rolled his eyes.

"Oh, yah, that makes perfect sense." He said sarcastically and I nodded, not catching his sarcastic tone. Ponyboy walked down the stairs.

"He, y'all. I'm just getting something to eat." He said and Dallas turned around.

"Get your ass upstairs, you little shit!" He snapped and Ponyboy looked amused. I walked between them.

"So you'n kiss 'er againe?" He asked and I blushed.

"No, so I 'n get past first base." He snapped and Ponyboy laughed.

"Good luck, Dallas." He said and walked back upstairs. I smiled. The gang was so close I almost didn't care who herd.

"Soooo, we have a cease fire?" I asked. Dallas rolled his eyes.

"You just kissed me twice. We have a little more than a case fire." He snapped and I nodded. I guess so. I thought and Dallas blocked the door.

"Why aint you scared of me?" He asked and I sighed.

"I don't know, sometimes I am, but I guess it's just my attitude towards people. It's the way I act." I said and he moved his hand towards my waist.

" Well, quite it. It's wired." I pulled away and took Darry's keys.

"I'm leaving. Good night, Dallas Winston. I have to dig for dirt on Johnny's parents and then I need to get some rest." I snapped and Dallas smiled.

"Can I come to dig for dirt?" He asked and winked suggestively. "I love to dig for dirt with girls like you, Ginger. We could get a little deeper."

"If you try to dig any deeper, so help me god, Dallas Winston, I'll kick that damn dirt in your face." I snapped and the two of us got in the car.

"Where to start?" I asked and looked at him. "You seem to know the neighborhood well."

"The playground. There's dirt in the sandbox."

"Dirt that'll be in your eye if you try anything on me." I snapped and turned to him. "Really, where to?"

"Buck's the whole dam place is dirty and you can always get good, well, dirt on people their." He said and laughed at his own pun. We drove for a while in awkward silence. When we pulled up to Buck's Dallas put an arm around my shoulder but I was too preoccupied with a women who had just walked out. "Oh, doll, I'm not kidding though. We could do-"

"Shhh!" I hissed harshly and stared at the women who had just walked out.

"What's the matter?" He snapped impatiently.

"Shut your trap!" I hissed and squinted. My eyes had never been perfect. "Who is that?" I asked. I knew I recognized her from somewhere, but where? I thought desperately and then she stopped and turned around looking around suspiciously. Alexandra. It hit me. Alexandra Cade. I wondered what she was doing in Buck's because usually Buick's was a place for younger people who wanted to get something to drink underage.

"What the hell is she doing here?" Dallas asked me and I shrugged.

"Beat me, but I bet if you follow her we're going to get that dirt that we want." I asked and winked at him. He flickered a smile, but I could tell that he was worried for Johnny. We drove after her until she reached an alleyway and got out. Buck was there.

"What the hell..." Dallas asked, but it was more of a statement.

"You got the cash?" He asked her and she passed it to him. He took out a needle and Dallas clenched his fists.

"She's getting high!" He snapped. "She's doing the needle!" He yelled. "She could be in with her son or jumping off a bridge, but she's not! She's getting high!" I placed an arm on Dallas' shoulder and turned away. I looked back and saw her handing him a check.

"I can't watch." I hissed. Needles scared me, but I agreed with Dallas for the third time.

"And you tell me that they don't hate him!" Dallas yelled and we drove back to Buck's. I needed that needle and I needed that check as evidence.

"Dallas, let's go get that check." I said and I touched my shoulder.

"Thanks for your help with all this, Ginger. Johnny would be screwed if it wasn't for you." He said. Their it was against. The electricity.

"Dallas, we're going to pin it to his parent's so bad in court tomorrow. I changed my mind."

"Woods, I want to testify." I shook my head.

"No. You already made a bad name with yourself." I said and it broke my heart, because knew he wanted to but I didn't dare. "I'm sorry, Dallas." I said and he shook his head.

"I'll convince you, you dirty little-"

"About that dirt." I quipped. "Let's not throw it at each other. We can combine the dirt and throw it at Alexandra and Michal Cade." I snapped. Yes, it was an immature thing to say but Dallas smirked. I was feeling a different kind of electricity running through me and it wasn't from that kiss. It was from hate for the Cade parents. I was going to pin it to them tomorrow and I wasn't going to give stupid Wayne a reason to object. Dallas and I shared a smile. Electricity, I thought, was a better feeling than hate and it was a better feeling than the hangover that was slowly creeping into my head.