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Banana4422: My screen name is for the Basketcase in the Breakfast Club, my favorite movie, although I do like Green Day. I love the Red Sox, Johnny Damon is my man, that's what my dad calls him. I hadn't read the third book when I wrote that about Bridget and Billy. Now that I have read it I like Eric a little better. I like Jess because he liked to read. I think guys who read for fun are sexy! I hated Dean, he was so annoying. Logan is good too but Jess is still my favorite. The one of the other ones was Two-Bit, the other was…Ponyboy. Steve has a girlfriend in this story, but that may change later. You'll see her later (hint, hint), but when I first started the story I was really thinking about him. But I need his girlfriend, Soda's too but…no I can't say it would give away a lot of stuff from the plot. Two-Bit is highly being considered. I love Two-Bit myself, and Soda too. And someone will end up with Dally by the end, if it's not Roxie. I take it you like Dallas, huh? I like Soda better but Dally is very hot in the movie. I hope you like this chapter.

Westcoastbabe: A new reviewer! Yay! Another vote for Johnny, he sure is popular. I have a beta-reader right now but if she ever can not do it for some reason I will send it to you, if that's alright. Sorry! I hope you like this chapter.

Author's Note: I just want to thank everybody again for all the wonderful reviews. It totally makes my day when I check my e-mail to find that someone has reviewed my story. And for those who have been wondering Dallas will be making his first appearance in this chapter. I wanted to get another chapter out this weekend because it's Memorial Day and I have a three day weekend but my friend invited me to go to the beach with her so I won't be back until Monday. So I'll post sometime next week. Things will start getting interesting in the next chapter so I'm excited to write it.

This chapter is dedicated for my wonderful beta-reader babygurl33. Thanks so much!

Chapter Five

I had been in Tulsa for a week. For the most part it was uneventful. I hung out at the Curtis's house every now and then and went back to the DX once. However most of the time I stayed at home with Aunt Candace, organizing her cards. There was a big cardboard moving box in her bright, sunny drawing studio just filled with the greeting cards she had made. However it was horribly disorganized, so while she was working on her latest sympathy card, this one was for a dead milkman, I sat on the floor and sorted the cards into shoe boxes, writing the type of cards that were in it on the top with a black marker.

One afternoon I was sitting in the studio with her. She had the radio on; Elvis was crooning 'Can't Help Falling in Love', as she worked on the card, bent over her drawing table. I was sitting on the floor cross-legged singing along with Elvis as I pushed a filled shoe box into the closet. It was my second one today, I was on a roll.

The doorbell rang jolted my aunt out of her drawing. "Get the door, will you dear?" she asked flexing her drawing hand. I nodded and stood up. I straightened my t-shirt as I headed to the door. I could see Ponyboy standing out on the step, his hands cupped around his eyes as he tried to look through the screen. He smiled when he saw me coming.

"Ponyboy?" I asked opening up the screen door.

"Hey Little Roxie." I crinkled my nose. He knew I was sensitive about that but I could never stay mad at him for long.

"Do you want to come in?" I asked, holding the door open for him. He nodded and stepped inside. "What's going on?" I asked sitting on the piano bench while he stood by the bookcase.

"The guys and I were wondering if you'd like to come over and meet somebody," he said. I bit my lip, looking down the hall to Aunt Candace's studio; I could see the sunlight from the large windows pouring out into the hall. She had said I needed to get out and do more stuff with the Curtis boys, however today I was content just to sit on the floor and watch her draw while listening to Elvis.

"Right now?" I asked glancing at myself in the mirror my aunt had in the hallway. My frizzy hair was thrown into a very sloppy ponytail, covered by a baseball cap and my t-shirt had a stain on it.

"Sure. He's already here." Ponyboy said, leaning against the wall. I

shrugged. "Alright. I'll have to ask my aunt and change first though." I said. Pony nodded and I went back down the hall to Aunt Candy's studio. After getting her permission I hurried up stairs and pulled on a clean tank top and re-did my ponytail, leaving the baseball cap on my bed.

After I went back downstairs Pony walked me to his house. I could hear loud voices from inside before Pony had even opened the door. As I entered the house I saw Two-Bit sitting on the floor in front of the TV, his usual spot. He smiled that goofy grin of his when he saw me, cocking an eyebrow. "Hey Two-Bit." I said looking around. Johnny was sitting on the sofa watching TV, but I assumed the other guys were in the kitchen, where the loud voices were coming from.

The first thing I noticed when I entered the kitchen was a guy I had never seen before. His face was that of an elf, like the ones in the story books I read when I was younger. He was even more tow-headed than Soda, his hair was kind of wavy and fell in his face, and he had a down right mean look to him. I bit my lip as I stood beside Pony. Now Darry, Steve, and even Two-Bit and Soda were scary looking. But this guy blew them out of the water. I would have even used the word hood to describe him.

"Hey Miss Roxanne." Soda said from his perch on the counter top. Steve was by the refrigerator drinking a beer and Darry was checking something in the oven.

"Hi guys." I said nodding to them. Then I turned my eyes back to the new guy. He had his arms crossed and was staring back at me.

"Who's the broad?" he asked. My mouth dropped open and my eyes flashed, I could have a temper when I put my mind to it but Soda looked at me and shook his head.

"That's Candace's niece Roxanne. You know the one who lives next door?" Darry answered. The guy shrugged as if he didn't care.

"Roxie." I said. Darry nodded but as he always did he dismissed it. The new guy raised his eyebrows and looked me up and down.

"Roxie, that's Dallas, another member of our gang." Steve said, finishing his beer. I nodded.

"Dally's been in the slammer for a while, that's why you haven't seen him." Ponyboy said. My eyes grew wide.

"What did you do?" I asked before I could stop myself. Dally grinned a very scary smile as he walked towards me.

"All sorts of things," he said winking wickedly. I look around him to Sodapop and Ponyboy, begging them with my eyes to save me. I knew that this must have been one of the rough members of the gang that Aunt Candace had mentioned. Sure Steve

and Two-Bit were a little wild and crazy, but they had nothing on Dallas. And Johnny looked like a Labrador retriever puppy compared to him.

"Dally…" Darry said in a warning tone as Steve stepped in front of me, as if to serve as a shield. Dallas muttered something under his breath that I didn't catch as he stormed out to the living room. Steve let out a low whistle when he was sure that Dally was out of ear shot.

"Roxanne you can't just say stuff like that to Dally!" Soda said hopping off the counter. I bit my lip. "You definitely don't want to tango with him." I frowned.

"Why not?"

"Why!" Steve asked surprised. No one answered me for a moment, like I had been the first to ever ask why I couldn't ask Dally a simple question.

"He's a lot tougher than we are Roxie." Pony finally spoke up. I looked at Darry with his broad shoulders and Superman-like muscles and raised my eyebrows. I didn't think anybody would be tougher than Darry. "I don't think even Darry would like to fight him." Pony added seeing me looking at his eldest brother.

"No I wouldn't like to fight Dallas Winston." Darry agreed.

"What made him so tough?" I asked as Soda handed me a Pepsi from the fridge.

"He grew up in New York City, Rox. He was in jail when he was ten years old." Steve said. I shook my head in disbelief but the other guys nodded.

"He's bitter. The only thing that he can take his aggression out on is the Socs

but that don't do no good because you can never beat 'em." Ponyboy said.

"You see Roxanne? It's just best if you let Dally be. He'll like you well enough if you don't say anything to him unless he asks you." Soda said. I nodded. Just then Dally came back with Two-Bit and Johnny in tow and the subject was quickly dropped.