Things Change Constantly

By: Kelly

Disclaimer: I do not own the Outsiders. S.E. Hinton does. Not S. E. Hinton. No Outsiders. Got it? Good.

Dedication/Quote: I wrote your name on a piece of paper but it got thrown away. I wrote your name in the sand and the waves washed it away. I wrote your name in my heart and there it will stay.

Summary: Jade Winston is the daughter of Dallas and Kelly Winston. She is your average 14 year old Greaser girl. School, dating, dances, peer pressure, drugs, sex, and everything teens have to deal with. How will she Handle it? How will Dallas?

This is a new story based on an old one. This is based on Do You Dare and Against All Odds. This is simply a continuation of how Kelly and Dallas' daughter reacts to the same things they went through.

Peace, Love, and JellyBeans,

-Kelly

LOVE YA ALL!

A/N: This is were the story starts getting a little confusing. If there are parts you don't understand or aren't sure about just hang on, future chapters explain A LOT better than this one does. Everything gets explained though. It will end up having between 10 and 15 chapters.

Chapter 4

I smiled up at the sky as I lay on Andy's chest in the middle of the field. He was running his finger along my neck line as I listened to his breathing.

"I've had fun today Andy." I said softly.

"I'm glad. I had a great time too. I feel so at ease with you. It's like we were meant to be together. " He told me back in the same soft voice. I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of his breathing mixed with birds and whatever else was around. I opened my eyes for a few minutes and glanced at my watch. It was 5:00. Dinner was at 6:00 and it would take 45 minutes to drive back home.

"Andy.." I said sighing. "We have to go." I whined regretfully.

"Do we have too?" He asked kissing me. I melted into his kiss. I didn't wanna leave, but my dad would have my hide and trust me, that's something you don't want.

"Yea, we have too. My dad will have my hide and yours. I don't want you to die anytime soon, so we better go."

"I suppose." he sighed getting up and pulling me up with him. He folded up, or rather waded up, the blanket and shoved it into the picnic basket with the Mickey-dees bags. He unlocked the trunk, tossed it in, and then opened my door for me. He climbed in and started up the car.

"Hey baby. I forgot. I have to drop those bags I picked up earlier off at the Shepard place on the way to your house. Do you mind?" he asked.

"No, as long as Im not late." I answered. I still really wanted to know what was in the bags. I was debating on asking, but decided against it. I trusted him. I didn't need to know everything he did. We drove and listened to music until we re-entered the town I recognized. He pulled up in front of the Shepard place and climbed out.

"Be back in a minute, baby." He said climbing out. I nodded and looked out the window as he knocked on the door and Tim opened it. My window was down slightly so I could get air while we were driving and there conversation floated in the window.

"Here you go Tim. Grade A. Straight from Jason's collection. 60 bucks. " I heard Andy say.

"Kid, you gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me. 60 bucks? This shit aint worth 10." Tim drawled.

"You heard me Shepard. 60 or I take it back to Jason." Andy replied.

"Alright dammit." He cussed. "Here. Ill need another couple of bags next week. Same time and place. " he added.

"No problem. Jason always has a shipment coming in. We got other customers besides you Shepard. " He spat.

"Yea. Yea. But I order the most. You remember that Huskins. You remember that." he stated, threateningly.

"Anything else?" Andy asked.

"As a matter of fact.." Tim drawled. I watched Tim reach into his back pocket and pull out a switch blade.

"Dammit." I cussed silently to myself, as my whole body tensed up. My tension was eased when Tim cut the bag open and replaced the switch to his back pocket.

"Like I said Grade A. Don't you trust me?" Andy asked.

"I just have to check. For damn 60 bucks this shit had better be laced with gold." Tim spat.

"No it aint Tim. If it was I wouldn't be selling it to you. I'm sure Jason would keep it to himself. Now anything else?" Andy asked. Tim looked towards the car and I looked away.

"Maybe you can use some of this on that tough little broad. Dal's kid. What a looker. Dal's a tough one himself." Tim stated.

"Put your fuckin' eyes back in your head or you won't have 'em much longer." Andy said glancing towards the car. "I'm gone. Call when your ready for more." Andy stated walking towards the car. I could tell he couldn't tell I heard everything that had been said and I was sure he didn't know I knew he was selling, or rather helping sell, Marijuana.