Title: I'm With You

Pairing: Dally/Baby

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this fic, only Baby Agudo, and her friend Taishia Acosta, and of course other little made-up characters as well.

Summary: Dally meets a girl at Bucks one night, but is there more to her than just a pretty face?

A/N: I was inspired to write this fic by the song "I'm With You" by Avril Lavigne. I also chose the characters name to be Baby and it has NOTHING to do with the movie "Dirty Dancing"(Which is one of my favs. By the way).

"It was a night where everything didn't seem out of the ordinary. Until someone changed that…"

Baby sat on a couch at Buck Merril's place, she had been dragged there by one of her friends who was now making out with the man himself in the corner.

She sighed and sunk back into her seat, immediately knocking into a couple that practically had their faces pushed together.

"Sorry" She quickly apologized, but it wasn't like the couple heard, nothing could ever stop two Greasers from ruining their mack.

Baby rested her chin on her hand, which laid on her lap. Her dark brown eyes darted around the smoky room, taking in her surroundings. This was the first time she had ever been here.

The most sudden thing then occurred and if Baby hadn't turned her direction to the stairs at that moment, she would of missed it.

That's when something.….Someone caught her eye..….

A tough looking but still young Greaser was swaggering down the stairs, he had his shirt off and his hair was tousled but gosh, he had real blond hair that was almost white. He must have been trying to get some sleep from the plaintive expression on his chiseled face.

Baby sat up in her little spot of a seat and smoothed her hair as he walked by, a cigarette now in his mouth.

Not like he was going to notice her though. Baby always thought of herself as not that good-looking at all. She had dark hair, which many thought was black, along with the same color eyes. She had pale porcelain skin and a smile that her last boyfriend had described "as the smile, which could radiate the world". Cheesy, huh? Well, that was one of the main reasons why Baby had broken up with him.

She was a shy girl who was very much into bad boys, as you can tell. "A boy like that could get me into a whole lotta trouble" she thought with a playful smirk.

The smirk soon disappeared however "Forget it..." She dismissed and soon slumped back into her slacker posture once more, accidentally bumping into the couple again.

This time they both looked up at her with a glare. "Alright.….I'll go…. But Just let me tell you, girl, are you sure you want to be doing "that" with this guy?…You may be drunk but hopefully not blind and have god awful taste" she finished, giving the guy a distasteful look. The man was obviously years older than the girl, he had a small beard with his front teeth knocked out and from where Baby now stood, she could still smell the alcohol on his breath.

The intoxicated Greaser girl looked down at her make-out buddy and you could tell she had just "opened her eyes".

Baby laughed and began walking towards the kitchen. "Where are you going?" Her friend, Taishia Acosta, asked as she gently took Baby by the arm.

"Oh, uh, to the kitchen…..Going to get myself a beer, please, go back to your…..friend" she replied sarcastically as she stared back at Buck, he was taking a sip from his beer and had a tight arm around Taishia.

The friend smiled "Okay, Sorry for leaving you like this, I swear I'll make it up to you!"

"Yeah, yeah…...That's what you always say" Baby muttered as she started for the kitchen once more. Little did she know that a pair of brown eyes watched her the entire time.……

DALLY'S  P.O.V

As I walked through the living room, I was still half asleep and not in the best mood. God, it was hard to get a decent crash at Buck's but hey! It beats going back home.

I saw one of Tim Shepard's gang by the mini bar and walked over. I talked to him for a bit, as I enjoyed a smoke.

I looked out into the crowded room. It was like an orgy, I thought with a chuckle.

That's when I saw her, she stood out from the rest because…well, she wasn't groping another.

She began talking to this couple, as I got near, I heard what she was saying. I laughed from the corner.

I soon saw the dark haired girl walk off; another stopped her though. It was Buck Merrils latest conquest, and by that I mean Buck's choice in who he was going to get some from tonight.

The girl disappeared into the kitchen when her friend went back to lip locking with the redneck Hick.

I exhaled smoke, and took another drag from my cigarette and as I did so, I followed the mystery girl into the cluttered kitchen.

She pushed through the Greasers and made her way to the cooler..

It must have been stuck, because she kept pulling on it yet it wouldn't budge. Damn thing would always get jammed. But there was this thing you could do.……..

I walked towards her..…… BABY'S  P.O.V

As I pulled on the cooler door, I cursed under my breath. Damn thing wouldn't budge. Right as I pulled harder I accidentally stumbled backwards into someone.

"Whoa" came a low voice; I felt arms steadying me by the waist.

I gazed back to meet Mr. Guess-Who's eyes.

My mouth gaped slightly ajar. "You okay there, baby?" he asked, eyeing me down.

I couldn't really bring words to come out of my mouth. It was like I was frozen. DAMNITT!! Don't act like a freakin' teenager…..Even though I AM a teenager. I scolded myself harshly.

"Wait..…Did he say my name?…Oh forget it! He didn't mean it that way," I thought. It was often confusing to tell if a guy was actually calling me by my name or just saying "baby".

"Uh…Stuck" I blurted out and felt like kicking myself in the face for doing so.

He smirked "Yeah, that cooler does that sometimes…You just have to hit it on the right spot" He said as he bent down and banged his fist on the side of the small freezer, it opened.

I smiled "Like magic" I observed

He grinned as he got up "Like magic" he repeated and nodded.

I looked down at my feet, the smile never leaving my face.

He took two beers out.

As he opened one for me, he asked "So…...What's your name?"

"Baby, Baby Agudo" I stuttered a bit. He had these icy-blue eyes but his features; they seemed so cold and grim, as if he didn't care about life or anything in it. Not a worry of his own.

You could just tell he was real tuff.

"Really? That's your name?" He brought me out of my observations of his immediate hotness.

I nodded "Mam, your have a baby girl! What's her name?.….Baby" I mocked my doctors and moms voice.

He laughed "Not very original when you put it that way"

I smiled yet again "Guess not…..What's your name? Since you already asked for mines that is?" I asked, with a grin.

He smirked "Dallas Winston, but everyone calls me Dally".

I extended my hand out to him, and as he shook it I noticed how strong they were…Boy! Nice…..Strong….hands…. Okay! Getting off subject here.

"You new around here? Never seen you around, I would remember a pretty face like yours" He asked

Was he flirting with me? No, nah, couldn't be, just asking a normal question Baby. Don't be so desperate!

"Aw, that's so sweet" I remarked and he chuckled, almost relieved he could do such a thing. Up to now, he seemed nice yet to serious.

"I'm not that new, I've lived here for about a year now, I moved from New York," I said, taking a small sip from the bottle.

He raised an eyebrow "Let me guess.….Brooklyn, right?"

This time it was my turn to be surprise "Yeah…..How ya know?" I asked

"Accent" He replied

"Oh god, I've been trying for so long to get rid of that," I said, jokingly.

I was born in Brooklyn, and when I moved out here, I tried really hard to get rid of the accent. You can just notice it when I say some words.

"Actually, I think it's pretty cute" He said

I felt my cheeks start to blush. God, Why was I so un-believably smitten by him?

"What part of New York are you from?" I asked.

"How ya know I was from there?" He countered, amused

"A New Yorker can always tell their kind," I joked.

He laughed and answered "Manhattan"

"Really?.……Hey, maybe we might of walked by each other and never realized it"

"Doubt it" He replied, a grin never leaving his face.

"Why?"

"I would defiantly notice a girl like you," He simply replied taking a long swig from his beer.

My mouth fell a bit, and I felt like I was melting or something. He was flirting with me!!

TWO POINTS FOR BABY!

I quickly tried to regain my composure.

DALLY'S  POV

As I got near the mystery girl, I saw her lose balance, I quickly caught her though.

When she looked back at me, I was not disappointed at what I saw…At all.

She was cute, very cute.….Okay! Hot. Really, really hot.

When she told me that she was from New York, I immediately knew she had to be from Brooklyn.

She had this small accent, and I sure as hell knew it wasn't like the ones we have here in Tulsa.

The way she said her words made them seem tough but I knew she had to be anything but. I could just tell a shy girl when I see one.

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She begins blushing now and I grin at that. God, I was grinning way to much…..And smiling…...and laughing.….This wasn't me, I knew that. So, why was I pretending I was someone I'm not?

I could tell she was a little of afraid of me. Not because of being a Greaser but just the way I am.

I liked it.

We soon started talking about things, lots of things.

We flirted here and there.

I would occasionally lean into her ear to talk to her from over the loud(and cheap) music. She would tense up a little when I did so.

This whole shyness thing, I usually didn't like that from my women but with Baby, it made her even more attractive.

From what I could see, she had a killer body. She was probably an athlete or something. She had dark eyes, and seemed to be just as tough as the other Greaser girls but when I talked to her, she had a soft gentle voice.

She had a nice laugh.……

She had a nice everything

BABY'S POV

It seemed like we had been talking forever, but the music, the goddamn music was just too loud.

He would lean into my ear sometimes and talk to me so I could hear better, the only up side to the crappy Hank Williams songs.

We decided to continue our conversation upstairs in one of the rooms, sure, it was more like he decided more than more but I was complaining.

I didn't know what was, correction, what might happen but what I did know, anything other than kissing was out of the question.

I was a virgin at 17, most of my friends weren't and they often teased me about that.

I wasn't one of those types who think "You should only be allowed to have sex when you're married, and only with your husband…….and blah, blah, blah,"

I believed in when you meet the right guy and it's the right moment, when everything seems to be going the way you want it to be.…..then that's when…..you could.…..well, don't make me say it. I can be extremely vulgar in on this subject.

As we walked out into the living room once more. Dally held my hand, leading the way but I felt another hand grab onto my free one.

I stopped and turned to meet Taishia once again "Where are you…...oh" I heard her say and realize, she had a grin on her face at this moment, appearing like it was her first time.

"Oh, stuff it, Tai" I said, embarrassingly.

"You coming?" Dally asked, oblivious of what Tai was thinking.

I looked back at my best friend then to Dally "Yeah" I nodded.

I glanced at Taishia once more, who was giving me a thumbs-up.

I hated when she did things like that.

I rolled my eyes and followed the Greaser.

STILL BABY'S POV

We were talking this whole time, yes, hard to believe; I knew Dallas had a reputation around here..…..

He sat next to me on the bed, and we just talked. It was nice though.

".......... Me, I use to go, but dropped out, school's just not for me," He was saying.

"Well, that doesn't necessarily have to be true, you just have to find what you're good at" I reassured him.

"Is rolling drunks a skill?"

I laughed " Could be, but I don't think School would really bother with that" I replied, he made me smile again.

"Yeah?" He said, he was close now; I could feel his breath on my face, on my lips.

"Yeah" I repeated, my breathing becoming shallow, he leaned closer and are lips barely brushed together when we all of a sudden heard a scream.

I knew that scream..….

I got up to my feet in a halt.

Dally looked up at me "You heard that, right?" I asked, alert.

He nodded as he got up too "It's probably just one of the broads down stairs that got too excited.….."

The scream was heard again

"Or not" Dally finished

"…..Taishia" I said under my breath as I quickly ran out the door, I knew Dally was right on my heel.

"Tai….Taishia!" I yelled, my voice becoming frantic.

I opened doors, Where was she?

"Baby!!!!!!!!!" I heard her shriek my name.

I pushed the door that was all the way down the hall from where I was originally at, and as I did so, I saw Buck on top of her. She was kicking and trying to push him off.

"Get off of her!" I yelled. I saw Dally appear from behind me and grab Buck, he dragged him up to his feet. "That aint' cool, Man" He repeated, his voice horsed as he pushed Buck against the drawer.

"What? We were only playing around…..." Buck said, his voice slurred and drunken.

".….Tai" I whispered as I got closer to my friend. I wrapped my arms around her now shaking form "Are you okay?" I asked softly

She nodded jittering "He….He….Wouldn't stop" She stuttered.

".….Sssh, don't worry it's over now" I whispered trying to comfort her.

I looked up and saw Dally standing before me "Is she okay?" He asked.

"…. Yeah, but I'm taking her home.….now" I said as I got up and began walking out the door, an arm wrapped around Taishia's shoulder.

I grabbed my leather jacket and gave it to my best friend since she had only came here with nothing other than a pink cardigan.

We were halfway to my black DeSoto, which I had begged my father for last Christmas.

"Wait! Wait up!"

I glanced back and saw Dally running towards us. He had a jacket on but nothing under it however.

Taishia silently got into the car and as I closed her door, I turned back

When the Greaser finally did get to me, he was a bit out of breath "What….Can….." He stammered

I took out a pen from my pocket; I often carried one, reason? I don't know why. I liked writing and I had this habit on biting pens.

I once woke up with blue ink all over my mouth, one of the most embarrassing days of my life.

I reached for his hand and wrote six-digits on it.

"Your……." He started

"My number" I finished.

I put my hands into the back pockets of my dark jeans, it was cold, but why was it I didn't want to leave? I didn't want to leave him, this stranger that I barely knew yet.

"You should get back to.…." As if on cue, we heard Taishia tap on the window.

I nodded towards her, and turned back to Dally "Yeah.…..You should get back inside before you catch pneumonia.….." I said as I sauntered to my side of the car and got in.

"I will"

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I took my bracelets off; I always wore these two thick black bracelets on each of my wrists. As I did so, my never fully faded scars showed.

I quickly tucked them away, at least out of my sight. I didn't like to remember about that night.

That's right, about a year ago, before I moved here, when I lived with my drunken-bitch of a mother, I tried commiting suicide.

I was depressed, I knew that and I also knew I tried the most stupidest thing ever.

I thought that was the only way, the only way to stop the pain.…..The pain that I thought would never go away.

That's when my neighbor, this middle age woman I would sometimes say hi to but never really learnt her whole name, she lived in the apartment next to mines. She heard a noise and soon wandered off into my apartment and saw me lying on the bathroom floor.

Maybe, maybe I didn't really want to kill myself. I often would lye in bed and think about that.

And one of the main reasons why I thought that..…... was why the hell did I leave the door to the apartment un-locked if I didn't want anyone to come.…...?

I sighed as I slipped on my shirt.

Things got better though.

Social services thought my mother was unfit to look after me.

Which was true.

My mother was a drunk-abusive and bitter woman.

She was a whore.

And I'm not saying that to be just mean, but because that was actually her job.

Boy, how many nights, going as far as when I was 12 or 11, I remember getting up from bed for a glass of water and finding my mother on the couch with some strange man. Thank god, I never found them doing anything other than groping; I would have been scarred for life (No pun intended)

After "That Night", Social services gave me to my dad. My father was a good man; it's just that he didn't really know how to take care of a kid. But he tried…..And I loved him for that.

Now, I'm here.

I'm still taking psychiatry and I sometimes wish I could just go back in time and prevent myself from ever trying to take my life away/

But then I wouldn't be here, wouldn't have my father, my best friend.

Met this really hot guy..….

I chuckled softly to myself as I put my hair into a loose ponytail.

I soon heard the front door open and close.

"Hey, Dad" I greeted as I opened my door and went into the bathroom to wash my teeth.

He came toward the hallway, and peered into the bathroom (I had the door open).

"Hey, Sweetie.….Why aren't you in bed already?" He asked, trying to have a firm tone but failing at it.

"Daaaaaaaaddddddd-Itttt'ssssssss...(I spit the tooth paste out, and rinsed my mouth)

I looked up and repeated "Dad, It's only 9, and my curfew is at 12, don'tcha think that's a big improvement?……I mean I'm 3 hours earlier than usual" I said with enthusiasm.

My dad gave those "Yeah, great, but I hope it stays like that" looks.

"Anyway, How did your day go?" I asked, trying to change the subject.

We both walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen, as he told me his (sorry, but true) boring ass day at work.  I opened the refrigerator and took some milk out, half listening to him

I took a long drink from the carton


"Baby! That's disgusting" Dad scolded me

I looked up at him in pretend innocence

"What? I'm thirsty!…..and theirs no glasses" I replied

"Theirs no glasses because you haven't washed the dishes"

"I said I'll do them when I have time"

"I swear, your manners become worst by the year, I'm going to have to call Dr. Summers and tell her, maybe she can help-"

I interrupted

"God, It was just a simple slip up…...get over it!" I practically yelled, and soon regretted it once the words were out of my mouth.

"Well, I'm tired of you "Slipping up"..…. One day, your going to get yourself killed (I winced) and if it wasn't for all the help from Dr. Summers you-"

I interrupted once more, you're probably thinking "She has no respect for her father!" but it's still a hassle sometimes for me to shut my mouth. Even though I said he was a good man, he also left my mom and I (AKA: The Anti-Christ) when I was only 4. I don't think I have ever fully forgiven him for that.

"..…..Dad, Dr. Ho hasn't helped me in shit!…..She's a fraud, and she's just pumping you for money, and you do know your no (Some 60's millionaire)....Save your money, dad…...Because things haven't been well, and  you can't work over time anymore, you look terrible.…..Please, dad"

"I don't want to hear anymore, go to your room, now" He ordered.

I clenched my fists, and stormed out of the kitchen and into my room.

I couldn't believe my father was being such an ignorant bastard!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I knew I was going to regret calling him that in the morning..…..

I slammed the door close but it soon opened by it's self.

I closed it once more.

It opened……

"Dad, we need a new door.…...and while your at it, we need a new fuckin' house too!!!!!!!!!" I yelled and this time I slammed the door so hard, I think I made the house rattle, maybe even the whole not so pleasant neighborhood.

DALLY'S POV

I practically flew into the Curtis house, I was out of breath from the entire running I had done to get to this fuckin' place.

I saw Ponyboy on the couch with Johnny; they were watching some crappy infomercial on floor wax.

"Hey, Dal" Johnny greeted.

"Hey, Johnnycakes..…... Pony, can I use your phone?" I asked

"I-I don't know….." Pony said unsure

"Thanks" I ignored his comment and sat down in the arm chair that's next to the phone, as I picked it up I soon heard Soda "Hey, hey, hey!!!"

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked, annoyed. I needed to use the phone!

"I'm waiting for a call from Sandy, she finally sent me a letter and said she might call……." Soda said, hopelessly.

"…...Sodapop, I just need the make a quick call" I said softly, I felt sorry for the guy. He still loved that chick and I knew it had to be tough on him that she left.

"Yeah, Soda. Dally said he'll be real quick" Pony reassured.

Sodapop sighed and flopped onto the couch next to Johnny and Pony.

He nodded "Whatever"

I smirked and picked up the phone, but I soon dropped it back on the receiver.

I picked it up once more, and then dropped it back down.

I stomped my foot a little on the floor and bit my nails.

Why was I so nervous all of a sudden?

I was going to call Baby. Damn straight!!

"Call already!" Soda hurried me.

"Shut your trap, I'm going, I'm going" I said.

I stared at the phone.

"What's with the staring contest….." I suddenly heard Two-Bit comment as he walked in with Steve.

"Yeah, what's the prize anyway?" Steve joked.

I flipped them the bird and went back to "my staring contest" with the phone.

"What's wrong with him?" Steve muttered as he sat down next to Soda, who shrugged.

"Hey, Dal…..Want me to help you dial? Those darn numbers can be tricky" Two-Bit asked me as if I were a fuckin' five year old.

"Shut the hell up, Matthews. I know how to use the phone," I almost growled.

He began laughing and I felt like punching the stuffing out of him.

"Dally, who are you trying to call?" Johnny asked, I turned to him and my expression softened.

"A....ggiiiiiiii" I mumbled

"Repeat that…." Johnny said, leaning forward a bit.

"A ggggggggiiii" I stuttered even more.

"Dally, we can't understand you…..." Pony said

"...AA...ggggg" DAMNITT!!! I can't get the fuckin' words out.

"Speak up, Dallas" Steve encouraged.

"…...I'm trying to call a…..gggggggi"

"What?????" Soda said, confused.

I was getting mad now, really mad.

"A WHAT!!!!!?????????????" Two-Bit struck my final nerve.

"A GIRL!!! I'm trying to call a fuckin' broad, are you happy?" I burst.

I could hear them all start to giggle, even Johnny, damn traitor

"Aw, Dally trying to call a girl.….." Two-Bit started.

"How Sweet!!" Soda and Steve both said in a pretend singsong voice.

Ponyboy and Johnny laughed harder.

".…..Aw, screw you all" I muttered and concentrated back on the phone.

"Must be some broad, if she has Dallas Winston sitting by the phone too nervous to call her" Darry observed and both Johnny & Pony added "Yeah"

Dally looked up to find Darry leaning on the corridor "Oh, don't tell me your joining in too!" Dally said.

"I'm not, don't worry, but you do look nervous" Darry replied, stating the obvious. Everyone nodded "He's sweating like a stuck pig" Soda said, jokingly. The gang laughed.

"Look, I ainth nervous, I'm just….." I trailed off, god; those damn greasers were getting the best of me.

I saw Steve and Two-Bit start to open their mouths but to my surprise I soon heard Johnny say " come on, guys…...Cut it out"

I gave Johnny a grin, and he grinned back.

"Okay,okay, we'll stop..…but just call her already!" Soda rushed

I nodded and picked up the phone once more. I dialed her number, I had memorized it. I know lame, right?

Anyway, as I dialed her number I noticed everyone still staring at me.

"Are all of you going to keep gawking at me like that???" I asked, irritated.

They all nodded and I was about to say something else when I heard a "Hello?" from the other end of the line.

It sure didn't sound like the girl I met the other night at Bucks

"Uh, yeah, is Baby there?" I asked, keeping my cool.

"Baby?.…..Wait, don't I-" Pony started and I quickly shushed him.

"And who's this speaking?" The low voice asked, and I knew it must have been her old man.

"Dally, Can I talk to her?"

"I don't think so, she's out-" I could hear the door slam from the other end of the line.

"Dad, who's on the phone?" It was Baby

"Some guy.…..Why didn't you tell me you met some guy?"

A big smile spread on her lips, and she quickly grabbed the phone from her father.

"Dally?" She answered, her voice a bit out of breath.

I grinned, "Hey…..Did I catch you in a bad time?" I asked.

"Oh, no, I was just out jogging, got to practice for my track" She replied.

She's a runner, you know what they say about chicks with strong legs.….…..

"I hope my dad didn't say anything rude to you….." She started to apologize.

"Oh, nah, it's okay….. I know where he's coming, having a Greaser calling his daughter and all." I said, glad to hear her voice.

Baby smiled "So, you called, I didn't think you were going to" She said.

"Why would you think that, to tell you the truth I picked up the phone about a million times then put it back down before I finally did dial your number"

"Make that a million and 1 times!" Two-Bit corrected.

"Sshh" I scolded and gave him the finger with a deathly glare.

I could hear Baby giggle from the other line, god, she was cute.

"Well, I'm flattered to hear that…...Now, I should be honest, I think I waited by the phone for hours waiting for you to call.…..Sad, isn't it?" She said.

"I guess we're both just freaks" I joked and she laughed.

".….I'm gonna ask you to go out with me tomorrow night, and I'm kind of nervous about it actually. It's interesting - " I started, getting to the point.

"Well, if it helps at all, I'm going to say yes." Baby replied, keeping her cool just like I was.

"Yeah, it helps, it creates a comfort zone. Do you want to go out with me tomorrow night?" I repeated the question with a grin.

"Oh! I can't!" Baby suddenly said, she looked up at her calendar and kept shaking her head and hitting her hand on it.

"Okay I like that you're unpredictable but….." I started, confused.

"No,no,no..…I'm not saying no" Baby corrected

"Then your saying yes then?" I asked, even more bewildered than before.

"Well, not exactly…..I have this thing I have to do tonight, but…...How about we meet for a soda or something today, in a couple of hours" She suggested.

"Sounds good, we can meet at "The Dingo" I said.

"I'm there…..See you there" She said.

"See ya there" I repeated with a grin and then hung up.

BABY'S POV

I hung up the phone and practically leaped in excitement. "I gotta call Taishia" I said to myself, when I stopped jumping up and down like a pre-schooler.

"Now, when were you going to tell me about the gentleman on the phone?" My father asked as I made my way towards my room, I stopped and stared back at him.

"Gentleman? Who? Dally?.…...I met him at some party I went too with Taishia last Friday, we talked, that's it! Nothing else, I gave him my phone number…….And he just called to ask me out, is that enough for your answer, Captain" I replied, rolling my eyes a little at him standing before me with his arms crossed and chin raised high. He always did that! Every time I met a guy he wanted to know, where I met him, what we did, who the hell is he, and so on and so on.

Dad sighed and nodded "Okay then" I huffed and started for my room. I grabbed the phone and pulled it into the room as well.

My dad just shook his head and muttered "Kids these days". His answer to everything of course.

"…...Hello?" I heard Taishia's groggy voice from the other end of the line

"You sound like hell, Tai.…." I joked but some part of me was saying the truth.

"Ha,ha very funny Baby.…..So why did you call?" She asked, quickly getting to the point.

"Can't a girl call her best friend without a catch?" I said.

"…..I-I guess…..Sorry" She apologized

"Nah, you were right..….I just called for you to get your butt over here and help me pick out an outfit" I quickly said with a smirk

"For what? Where you going?"

"Well, remember that night at Bucks, you saw me with that guy.…..You know, the dark and hansom one?"

Taishia giggled "Yeah?"

"HE CALLED ME!!!.....He asked me out, and we're about to meet in....(I looked at my alarm clock)...Oh shit! 2 hours, at "The Dingo".….First of all, I need you to come over here...NOW!"

As if magic, I heard Taishia say "Yeah, yeah I'll be right over" and in less than 2 minutes, I heard the screen door of my house slam. Hey! She lived across the street!

She opened the door with a wicked smile "Fashion emergency ready to go!" she said, as she set down her kit of make-up, she must of grabbed with her before leaving her house.


"Okay, nothing too outrageous, we're just meeting for a coke…." I warned. I knew how Tai liked over the top kind of things. Her motto is "Less is More"

"Why so early, why not tonight I mean?.…..Maybe I'm being old fashion but aren't most dates during the night?" She asked, confused as she roamed through my closet, her back to me.

"Well, yeah but my dad arranged an appointment for my bitch of a therapist tonight, so I can't go" I said, looking down at my lap.

Taishia gave me a sympathetic smile as she glanced back at me. "Don't worry, sooner or later you'll be able to make your own decisions and won't have to see Dr. Ho again."

We laughed. We often called Dr. Summers, Dr. Ho (Like you heard me say earlier) because we once found the blond 26-year-old therapist making out at the Drive-In with some Greaser who could only be 18 or 19, I saw him around before, I think he went by the name "…...Matthews, or Two-Bit or something". I know, it's immature to call adults names like that but first of all, Dr. Summers has the maturity of a blueberry scorn.

"I got it!!" Taishia said; as she held up my red plaid skirt "Not that!! I hate skirts, you know that" I objected, shaking my head. My dad had brought me that skirt for my birthday last year. I hated it but I didn't tell him of course, it wasn't his fault that he fell for every word that the saleswoman said.

"Come on! I love this skirt…..You'll look so sexy in it" She mused.

"No, I won't….." I blushed a bit, I shied away from comments like those. Even though I've been straight off the bat told by guys about my ass, god, yes, Hispanic's have great bottoms now, can they just shut-up?

"This will go great with…..this!!" Taishia held out my dark blouse.

".….Now, that's a good choice" I said nodding.

"Great"





DALLY'S POV

I waited for Baby inside the Dingo. I sat near the window and kept tapping my fingers on the table.

"She's coming, Dally…...Don't act like a so-" before I could even finish my fuckin' thought, a nasal voice interrupted with a slur "Hey, Dallas"

I closed my eyes, and clenched my teeth. Maybe she would disappear or better yet blow up into dust.

NOT POV BUT TAKES OFF RIGHT FROM DALLY'S.

"Aw, whhaaatt's wwrrong Dallas? Nooot Haappy tto ssse mme" The obviously drunk girl whispered leaning into Dally.

He could smell alcohol on her breath "I guess you've broken the record on how early a person can really get drunk…..." Dally looked down at his watch, he had rolled a senior citizen for it.

"Wow, 12:40pm, that's got to be a winner.…." Dally said sarcastically. But he soon thought, "Wait! Two-Bit beat that record last week.…...6:30 in the morning, geez!"

"What'cha doing all by your lonesome?" She asked as she sat down in the seat next to him.

"I'm not, I'm waiting for someone…..Look, Sarah, leave..…Go call your super Soc boyfriend and maybe he'll come in his nice blue mustang and take you home to your big ass house, where your mom will give you some hot fuckin' coco and your daddy will give you all the damn money he has left in his pocket so you can go out with your group of ditzy friends and buy some obviously tacky clothes" Dally spat out.

"Oh, Dallas, you know money means nothing to me.….You know, I'm just a Greaser by heart" Sarah Jenkins said, she was a Soc but always had this fascination or better yet a fetish for Greasers.

"This bitch is out of her mind" Dally muttered.  "You don't know shit about being a grease…...Now, get lost"

Sarah pouted, "You weren't being so mean to me, the other night…..."

"I was drunk…..." Dally started

"…..only a little" Her warm breath was on his face.

Her long blonde hair in her face but she quickly brushed it back to reveal red-blue eyes.

"Sarah, you look like hell, go home" Dallas said, trying to keep his temper down.

"..…… Give me a kiss, and maybe I'll go"

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"This is the place" Taishia said as she pulled up in my DeSoto(I was too nervous to drive) and pointed out towards the place "I still can't believe you've never been here" She added shaking her head.

I turned and rolled my eyes "I've been here for only a year…...What? All of a sudden I'm supposed to be an expert on Tulsa?"

"Yeah,yeah.….You better get going, he's probably waiting for you inside" Taishia encouraged, She had a slight smile.

I grinned, "You're right"

I took a breath and opened the door, before I could even ask Taishia if I looked alright, she yelled "YOU LOOK FREAKIN' HOT!…....Now go" She said, beaming her white teeth.

I smiled "You know me too well.….Anyway, don't crash, get a scratch…..Don't even look at my car in a bad way.….You got it?" I asked, as I leaned into the window.

"I will, I will! Can't you trust me?" She said, pretending to be offended but I knew she really wasn't.

"Whatever you say," I said as I stood straighter "Bye" I waved as I she pulled away.

"Already speeding," I muttered.

I wore my hair up, and after about an hour of fussing about the skirt, I finally agreed to where it. I wore the dark shirt and of course my two black bracelets. I couldn't even possibly think of Dally finding them. Not now, it's way too early.

I walked up to the entrance, I was getting nervous, and my hands were all warm and clammy.

"Hey, baby" A Greaser looking-guy said to me. He had blond hair that was greased back and seemed real tough.

I think I heard of him. ".…..Aren't you that guy who has their own gang or something?" I blurted out.

He smiled, a wicked smile and I sure didn't trust him "Yeah, I'm Tim Shepard himself" He said proudly. "And who might you be, baby?" He asked, taking my hand but I quickly snatched it back.

".…..Um, no one…..bye!" I said before quickly entering the place. Not that I was scared, okay, I was but I wasn't one of those helpless chicks either. I just don't want some dangerous hood like that knowing my name. Even though he said it twice.

My eyes darted around the place, people eating and socializing, duh!

I tried finding Dally but so far no luck.

I did notice this couple (I guess) making out. The blonde was practically on top of the other blonde. DAMN SO MANY BLONDES!!

"Enough" I heard him say as he pushed her off.

My jaw almost fell, it was Dally!

"I gave you what you wanted, now leave" Dallas said coldly.

"Oh, that was great" Sarah whispered into his ear.

The Greaser soon heard a loud noise from the door; someone must have slammed it shut.

"Come on, I'm meeting someone…...Now, get lost!!" Dally yelled, already frustrated

"Fine, you know Dallas Winston, Someday your going to want me so badly and I'm going to reject you.…." She said, getting up.

"Don't flatter yourself, broad…...I already don't want you" Dally replied.

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"I have to get out of here" I had thought when I ran out of the Dingo, tears starting to well up in my eyes.

I guess I was wrong about him; he was just another hood like the rest. I was such an idiot, I hardly knew him and  yet I was so fuckin' smitten by him to actually think about anything else except……...well, smoochies.

I was lost in my thoughts that I barely knew where I was going; it didn't take long before I ran into a familiar face.

"Ow!" We both yelped as we fell onto the ground "Damnitt, watch where the hell you're going" Tim scowled.

"…..Sssorry" I apologized quickly getting up and wiping my tears.

"Oh, it's you…..nobody" Tim said as he got to his feet and dusted himself off.

"Whatever" I replied and began walking past him "Hey, wait…..Why you crying?" He asked.

"None of your business, now leave me alone" I spat out.

"Come on, come on, theirs got to be a reason," He continued, god, why wouldn't he just leave?

But then it hit me, maybe he knew Dally, yeah, he probably did.

I stopped and turned to him "You know a Dallas Winston, don't ya?" I asked

"Yeah, that ass-hole owes me thirty bucks for-"

"Great, Can you give him a message?" I asked

"I guess, if I don't forget or anything" He replied, taking out a cigarette.

"Whatever, fine…...Tell him that Baby said that He can just lose my phone-number because next time he calls I'm sending one of my cousins, you know, the Cajigas brothers? The ones who just got out of jail for murder and third-degree assault, well, don't be surprise if they show up on his door step."

Maybe I didn't mean any of it, but I was just so fuckin' mad right now. And I wasn't lying about my cousins, they were deadly hoods gone terribly wrong but they were still family.

Tim cocked an eyebrow "You got it?" I asked.

"Oh, I got it" He replied, with both his eyebrows raised up high

"Good" I began walking away

"Bye…...Baby" He called out.

I glanced back and continued walking.

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"Ese Estupido(That idiot)"

"Que le pasa? Estava esperandome pero ahi estava, con su lengua entro de la boca de otra!!"(What's wrong with him? He was waiting for me and yet there he was, his tongue inside some other girls mouth)

I told Taishia everything

When I was mad, I often talked to her in Spanish.

"Oh wow, I'm so sorry, Baby, I can't believe it.….." Taishia said, shaking her head, making her earrings jangle.

"I know," I mumbled

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It was getting dark and Dally had spent almost the whole day sitting and waiting for his date.

"She's not coming," He thought.

He was sad but soon that was taken over by anger.

He brought his fist down onto the table and muttered "Bitch".

He got suddenly and left the place "That god-damn bitch…...No one makes Dallas Winston wait"

As he made his way onto the parking lot, Dally zipped his leather jacket up. He took out a cigarette and lit it up.

"…...Maybe, something happened and she couldn't make it….." Dally pondered out-loud as he lit the cigarette.

"Nah! Bitch stood me up," He continued calling Baby any name he could think of.

"I didn't even like her that much, just wanted to screw her and that's it" He lied to himself.

"I see you're still talking to yourself, Dallas" Tim commented as he walked towards his "buddy".

"What'cha want, Shepard? I'm not in the mood…...at all" Dally warned.

"You were in there for a long time, maybe even the whole day" Tim mused

"Yeah, and what of it?" Dally said. His hand holding the cigarette tighter.

"You were waiting for someone…...Probably didn't even see her go by"

"Stuff it, Shepard…..Wait, see who go by?" Dallas asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You know, that dark haired girl.…...Ooo, how she had a fine ass, wouldn't mind a piece of that anytime" Tim commented.

"You saw Baby? When did she come, did you talk to her?" Dally asked way to quickly.

"Woah, woah.…..She seemed upset, was crying, but she told me to tell you that…..that..." Tim said, looking up to try and remember the words Baby had told him

"Your getting on my last nerve, Shepard…....What the hell did she say?"

"Oh yeah.... She said that you should lose her phone-number and that if you call her again that she's going to sick her cousins on you, hey, you blew it with the Cajigas brothers lil cousin, sucks to be you right now……"Tim finished amused and chuckling to himself.

"Guess she did see me after all" was the first thing that crossed Dally's mind. Actually, it was "I'M SCREWED!"

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A few weeks, almost a month went by.............

"So, how's your love life?" Dr. Ho asked me.

"What!?…..I'm not telling you!" I objected.

"Oh, come on.….It's just me, just us-girls" The blonde therapist said.

I rolled my eyes "Look lady, you're the last person I'm going to tell about that department" I refused.

".…. If I told you, this session would go *a lot* quicker if you did, would you reconsider?"  She asked me, with a raised eyebrow.

There was this silence in the room..….

"Okay!! Let's start with my first boyfriend…..I was in kindergarten, and this boy named Tommy spilled his juice all over my cookies..….." I told her my so called love life, I know, I didn't really put up such a fight to not tell her, but if it meant getting out of there faster than so be it! Plus, she had this weird mind trance over me, I'm telling you! I think ALL physiatrists have this brainwashing or mind-boggling power over everyone.

She listened and did her occasional "Uh-hmm" or " Interesting" and would jot down things down in her notebook here and there.

"So, anything, lately?" She asked, pushing her glasses back up since they were falling off her nose.

"Uh…..Actually, yes. There was this one guy, but it didn't really work out." I said.

"And why is that?" She pressed on.

"I was wrong about him, I mean, there was nothing big. But I guess their won't be" I said the last part quietly. I looked down at my wrists and scratched them a bit; it was a bad habit of mine.

"Don't do that, sweetie…..." Dr. Summers grabbed both my hands, which were now scratching furiously at my wrists.

"Don't touch me!" I yelled all of a sudden as I pulled my hands away from her. I hated when people touched my wrists….. hated it.

She started to write something down in her notebook again.

"What are you writing?" I asked. My vision narrowing to the book.

"Just some notes is all" She simply replied.

I sighed and slumped back down in my seat "I'm doomed to be in psychiatry for life" I thought.

A/N: Please Review!!