Ok this is cool I have been getting request for stories that's so cool I love it. Ok anyway my first request was for a story about Dallas so here it is I'll make it longer so its not gonna be some short story =) oh and I am happy to take request I don't know how well they will turn out but I will do my best now on to the story I don't own any one that you know I do own anyone you don't know Thanx. Oh and I hate trying to think like a guy but I think this story would be good from Dally's POV. I might change my mine later on but for now it's from his POV.

Summery: Dallas is going through some changes; his views on life are changing. Is there more to life than just fights, booze and women? And how will he find out? Can anyone help him? Read and find out.



I glanced down the busy street watching for Tim to come. He was supposed to pick me up and we were gonna go party and get drunk. The Ribbon doesn't have much excitement when there's no chicks around to hassle.

I sighed as I lit up and leaned up against the wall. A couple of really trashy looking girls came by looked over at me smiling. Waiting to see if I would pick them up or not. I shrugged them off and went back to smoking. One yelled 'filthy greaser' as she walked away but I didn't mind. She was too trashy for me. At least after Sylvia. Man that chick was low. I broke up with her after I found her in bed with Buck.

I had just finished my last drag when Tim came speeding around the corner and coming screeching to a halt in front of me. I got in and before I could even get the door shut he took off.

"Hey Tim what's up?" Tim grinned and turned to me

"We have to go pick up some friends. One of them wants to see you." I laughed

"Wants to see me? Who is it?" Tim's smile faded slightly as he said her name.

"Sylvia. I ran into her earlier and she wanted to talk to you."

"Pull over." I said calmly. And he did, I opened the door and got out.

"I don't want to see that bitch ever again. I'm leaving I'll see you later Tim." He shrugged and sped off.

I sighed and started to walk back towards town. It wasn't that far and I figured I'd go to the Curtis's house and crash. When I got there Soda and Steve were playing poker again and two-Bit was watching TV. Pony was reading a book and Darry was fixing dinner.

"Don't you guys ever do anything else? Every time I come here you're always doing the same thing." Soda looked up at me and grinned

"What's wrong with you. You never seemed to mind that we did the same thing all the time before. Why the sudden change?" I slapped him across the back of the head and sat down next to Two-bit who was in a daze watching Mickey drive a boat. He needs a life I thought to myself.

"I don't know maybe I just want to come over here some time and not have to watch you guys do the same thing all the time."

"You know you don't have to come over here Dal." Soda replied softly while looking at his cards.

"Fine. I wont." I got up and walked out of the house and to the lot. I sat against a tree and lit up another cigarette. I had almost gotten relaxed when a group of Socs came by. Every one of them was drunk.

"Hey Greaser." One of then slurred in an over friendly voice.

"You better high tail it out of here preppy before you get in trouble for being on greaser territory." He just laughed and pulled out a blade.

I stepped back and tried to run but they caught me. I tried fighting back but it was 5 against one.



OK I'm leaving it there you gotta review to see what happens and if anyone comes to help Dally. N-E-way, like it hate it please let me know this is one of my first fics without Soda in it a lot =) Peace