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the next day
Summer fumed around the house still pouting from the episode last night. Mistie knew nothing about it because she had gone before anyone else could spot her.
Summer's P.O.V.
Last night before I left Dallas went into one of his stupid hard ass, don't have to do anything additudes. None of the gang knew why. Hell if I know, but they all think I do. Johnny and Ponyboy just eyed me with some regard when i first got there. Two-bit was too quiet for his own good. All I know is that they all know Mistie is back and I can't stand it. It was like she had been standing infront of them. Maybe the guys did know why Dally was so pissed. All I know is he took off real fast, which is to say as fast as when he is getting chased by the cops.
After Johnny said he saw Charles' red covair in front of the house and he had seen her. Ponyboy also admitted seeing her at the station. As for Soda he kept his mouth shut good, but i figure he and Two-bit were with Pony when he saw her. I wish she would just go back to her own side of town with her soc friends.
I need to find Dally and make sure he isn't mad at me.
Mistie's P.O.V.
I feel bad about Summer being mad but I didn't have a hot night either. I have to worry about Dallas and the socs who think I am now one of the greasers. One of the blue mustangs I recognized trailed me home last night. I am glad I got home when i did or might have been messed up real bad. I feel like...crying. I hate it here New York had all the life. Everything and now I am back here with nothing to do but worry about the crowd.
I have to go find a place to hide, maybe out by the park.
Mistie and Summer left at the same time, out different doors. One was looking for Dallas Winston and the other wasn't. Mistie ended up at the park and Summer ended up waiting in the stuffy house of Buck Merril.
Mistie sat down on a bench thinking hard, she could see a figure off in the distance and she prayed it wasn't Dallas. She had to keep reminding herself it was Dallas not Dally, she was not on his good side. She didn't seem to notice the socs creeping up behind her or the figure walking quickly toward her.
She felt someone grab her shoulder, she turned and saw the huge socs. Football players if her thoughts were correct. They grabbed her and smiled. " hey Charlies was telling the thruth. We have us a traitor. What do we do to girls who switch from guys like Charlies to scum like Dallas Winston?"
" Beat 'um" said a blonde soc. they were oblivious to the person crouching near a tree close by. " and send home looking like they have to much black make-up on their eyes." One of them was in front of her and she found them choking her slightly. When they let go for a brief moment she screamed. Her shrill shout had hurt their ears, one smacked her hard.
She happened to look past the socs to find Dallas Winston standing over the blonde one with his fist right above his head. She twisted to find Sodapop behind the other two followed by Darry. ' How stupid are these guys?' she thought. Then to test them she screamed again and the blonde one smacked her harder. She felt dizzy. She breifly saw Dallas hit the blonde one over the head and she thought she saw Sodapop and Darry jumping on the other two.
When she came to, she found most of the gang looking at her and laughing. She tried to get up but pain rushed to her head. " ohhhh." she groaned " What happened?"
" Man you soc chicks aren't to bright, screamin' like that." Soda said teasing her. She wanted to punch him and she tried feely, but ended up having her hand fall down. They all burst out laughing.
Darry stood firm " You're gonna have a bruise on your cheeck for awhile."
" I don't care. Help me up." Mistie said wide-eyed not knowing where she was. When Soda and Two-bit had helped her sit up straight she found herself in the Curtis' living room. She didn't know how Two-bit had gotten there but she didn't care. She looked around, on the floor lay Dally (Dallas she corrected herself) hands on his stomache resting with a smirk on his face. This upset Mistie for some reason.
Suddenly the door burst open and Ponyboy,Johnny, and Summer stood there. " Hey guys." Pony said cheerfully " We found her having herself a real good time down by Buck's place. She was so drunk." Summer glared at them all.
" Hey Mist!" she called to her sister " You have paint on your cheek" she said laughing then she looked at Dallas who had opened his eyes and was looking half curious at what was going on. " You! Son of a ..." Summer's words slewed together forming the perfect drunk affect.
" Yeah and I'm proud of it!" He said smiling, he rarely took the time to find humor in anything. Even Mistie knew this and she secretly seethed with jealousy. Summer smiled lightly to herself
" Hey Dallas, get her a bucket before she pukes on the floor" yelled Darry. He was to late as Summer burped up the stinking liquid she had drunk while waiting for Dallas.
" I wanna go home." Summer whinned. Mistie got up and half held her up with her shoulder as she carried her drunken sister out of the room. She was half way down the stairs when Dallas ran up beside her and took Summers other arm. The two of them dragged her home.
When they got there their mother stood slightly shocked. " Great, I've got me a drunken 15 year old and a beaten up 16 year old"
" 17" Mistie corrected her, she was getting good at correcting people, more of herself though.
" And both brought home by a hoodlum." she said teasing Dallas who took it for what it was." Thanks Dally"
" I figured I was the cause of it so better do a good deed." Another humorous qoute from Dallas and this time both the sisters were amazed he had done it twice in one day let alone so close together.As the girls' mother helped Summer inside she didn't seem to notice she left Mistie outside with Dallas.
" Uh... Dallas?" Mistie said unsure of what to say.
" Huh? " he said
" Thanks, for you know." she felt uncomfortable " and I'm sorry about what happened before I left town."
" Hey, no problem." he said and walked off. Mistie wasn't sure wether he meant one of them or both. That night while both girls slept they both dreamed of Dallas Winston's icy cold blue eyes, turning warm just for them. Summer how ever also dreamt of ways to keep Dallas attractive to her and not to her sister, while Mistie dreamt about Dallas the way he was so uncertain with that dangerous attraction. Mistie knew that he would soften up after awhile, she hadn't expected a miracle from right awat either...
Hey thats Chapter 4 once again I am sorry i took to long this chapter was long to make up for it. Thanks to DallysGirl4Life and Dally's Chick for reviewing chapter 3 which say 4 on the thing
the next day
Summer fumed around the house still pouting from the episode last night. Mistie knew nothing about it because she had gone before anyone else could spot her.
Summer's P.O.V.
Last night before I left Dallas went into one of his stupid hard ass, don't have to do anything additudes. None of the gang knew why. Hell if I know, but they all think I do. Johnny and Ponyboy just eyed me with some regard when i first got there. Two-bit was too quiet for his own good. All I know is that they all know Mistie is back and I can't stand it. It was like she had been standing infront of them. Maybe the guys did know why Dally was so pissed. All I know is he took off real fast, which is to say as fast as when he is getting chased by the cops.
After Johnny said he saw Charles' red covair in front of the house and he had seen her. Ponyboy also admitted seeing her at the station. As for Soda he kept his mouth shut good, but i figure he and Two-bit were with Pony when he saw her. I wish she would just go back to her own side of town with her soc friends.
I need to find Dally and make sure he isn't mad at me.
Mistie's P.O.V.
I feel bad about Summer being mad but I didn't have a hot night either. I have to worry about Dallas and the socs who think I am now one of the greasers. One of the blue mustangs I recognized trailed me home last night. I am glad I got home when i did or might have been messed up real bad. I feel like...crying. I hate it here New York had all the life. Everything and now I am back here with nothing to do but worry about the crowd.
I have to go find a place to hide, maybe out by the park.
Mistie and Summer left at the same time, out different doors. One was looking for Dallas Winston and the other wasn't. Mistie ended up at the park and Summer ended up waiting in the stuffy house of Buck Merril.
Mistie sat down on a bench thinking hard, she could see a figure off in the distance and she prayed it wasn't Dallas. She had to keep reminding herself it was Dallas not Dally, she was not on his good side. She didn't seem to notice the socs creeping up behind her or the figure walking quickly toward her.
She felt someone grab her shoulder, she turned and saw the huge socs. Football players if her thoughts were correct. They grabbed her and smiled. " hey Charlies was telling the thruth. We have us a traitor. What do we do to girls who switch from guys like Charlies to scum like Dallas Winston?"
" Beat 'um" said a blonde soc. they were oblivious to the person crouching near a tree close by. " and send home looking like they have to much black make-up on their eyes." One of them was in front of her and she found them choking her slightly. When they let go for a brief moment she screamed. Her shrill shout had hurt their ears, one smacked her hard.
She happened to look past the socs to find Dallas Winston standing over the blonde one with his fist right above his head. She twisted to find Sodapop behind the other two followed by Darry. ' How stupid are these guys?' she thought. Then to test them she screamed again and the blonde one smacked her harder. She felt dizzy. She breifly saw Dallas hit the blonde one over the head and she thought she saw Sodapop and Darry jumping on the other two.
When she came to, she found most of the gang looking at her and laughing. She tried to get up but pain rushed to her head. " ohhhh." she groaned " What happened?"
" Man you soc chicks aren't to bright, screamin' like that." Soda said teasing her. She wanted to punch him and she tried feely, but ended up having her hand fall down. They all burst out laughing.
Darry stood firm " You're gonna have a bruise on your cheeck for awhile."
" I don't care. Help me up." Mistie said wide-eyed not knowing where she was. When Soda and Two-bit had helped her sit up straight she found herself in the Curtis' living room. She didn't know how Two-bit had gotten there but she didn't care. She looked around, on the floor lay Dally (Dallas she corrected herself) hands on his stomache resting with a smirk on his face. This upset Mistie for some reason.
Suddenly the door burst open and Ponyboy,Johnny, and Summer stood there. " Hey guys." Pony said cheerfully " We found her having herself a real good time down by Buck's place. She was so drunk." Summer glared at them all.
" Hey Mist!" she called to her sister " You have paint on your cheek" she said laughing then she looked at Dallas who had opened his eyes and was looking half curious at what was going on. " You! Son of a ..." Summer's words slewed together forming the perfect drunk affect.
" Yeah and I'm proud of it!" He said smiling, he rarely took the time to find humor in anything. Even Mistie knew this and she secretly seethed with jealousy. Summer smiled lightly to herself
" Hey Dallas, get her a bucket before she pukes on the floor" yelled Darry. He was to late as Summer burped up the stinking liquid she had drunk while waiting for Dallas.
" I wanna go home." Summer whinned. Mistie got up and half held her up with her shoulder as she carried her drunken sister out of the room. She was half way down the stairs when Dallas ran up beside her and took Summers other arm. The two of them dragged her home.
When they got there their mother stood slightly shocked. " Great, I've got me a drunken 15 year old and a beaten up 16 year old"
" 17" Mistie corrected her, she was getting good at correcting people, more of herself though.
" And both brought home by a hoodlum." she said teasing Dallas who took it for what it was." Thanks Dally"
" I figured I was the cause of it so better do a good deed." Another humorous qoute from Dallas and this time both the sisters were amazed he had done it twice in one day let alone so close together.As the girls' mother helped Summer inside she didn't seem to notice she left Mistie outside with Dallas.
" Uh... Dallas?" Mistie said unsure of what to say.
" Huh? " he said
" Thanks, for you know." she felt uncomfortable " and I'm sorry about what happened before I left town."
" Hey, no problem." he said and walked off. Mistie wasn't sure wether he meant one of them or both. That night while both girls slept they both dreamed of Dallas Winston's icy cold blue eyes, turning warm just for them. Summer how ever also dreamt of ways to keep Dallas attractive to her and not to her sister, while Mistie dreamt about Dallas the way he was so uncertain with that dangerous attraction. Mistie knew that he would soften up after awhile, she hadn't expected a miracle from right awat either...
Hey thats Chapter 4 once again I am sorry i took to long this chapter was long to make up for it. Thanks to DallysGirl4Life and Dally's Chick for reviewing chapter 3 which say 4 on the thing