JC's P.O.V.

Flashback:

"How could you?" I demanded of Dallas. He was poking a dead cat with a stick, a bitter smile on his pale face. "You stop it!" I said, shoving Dally. He was three years older than me and a lot tougher, but he wouldn't hit me. He used to love me.

"Don't make me hurt you!" Dally warned, continuing to poke the cat with the stick. A white hot rage filled my body. I wasn't going to let him do it. I didn't even know why I cared, but I was fond of animals. More fond of animals than I was of humans actually. Everyone called me wild, and animals were wild, so I could relate. People said I looked so much like a wild Mustang horse. Like an Albino Colt, they sometimes said. My hair was that wild, I guess.

I was getting so mad at Dally though that I probably would've killed him if I had had a switchblade at the time, but I didn't. I was only nine, after all. "You stop that this instance Dallas Logan Winston, or else I'll.. I'll.... I'll fight you!" I said, balling my hands into fists. I wasn't scared of Dallas. In fact, I think he was more scared of me than I was him. Like I've said, I look wild.

"Try it." Dally said, throwing aside the stick and shoving me. "Come on, try it, ya little wimp. Come on! Fight me!" and before Dally knew it, I had him on the ground and I was pounding the shit out of him.

"Get the hell off of me! Dallas had screamed, flailing under my weight. "Get the hell off of me, you ungrateful brat. Get off!" Reluctantly I calmed down and stood up. I gave Dally a hand up and to my surprise, through his bleeding lip and nose and his swollen eye, he was grinning with pride.

"I taught ya good kid. I taught ya good." Dally said, rubbing my head hard, but affectionately. "I taught ya good..."

Disclaimer: You know the drill. I do not own the Outsiders and I never will. I do however own Jet Cet (JC) and his friends that you don't recognize.

Padfoot-kln: Thanks for the flames! I needed to use the Hank Williams song, because it is a trait at Buck Merril's place. I have read one of Tensleep's stories which is where I got Tell from, but the rest is a coincidence, I swear! Also, I'll get right on fixing chapter five. Thanks!

Rocker Dunn: Same for you. Logan I got from watching the X-Men last night. It sounded like a good middle name for Dallas. Cole I got from Colten, Cole is just short for Colten and JC is the name I've been going by for three years now. I haven't read Tensleep's story with JC in it, so sorry.