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"Dally's what?" Darry asked, looking from Two-bit to Dally.

"Goin' back to New York!" Riff said proudly. Darry was stunned.

"Umm…how 'bout an explanation?"

"Yeah!" Steve agreed. "I'd like one too!"

"Look, Buddy-Boys." Riff began. "Dallas came down here 'cause he had to. But that's over now. That other gang isn't even in New York anymore! So now he's gonna go back to his home." He emphasized 'home'. The Greasers looked at each other unhappily. What did this guy think he was! Saying that Tulsa wasn't Dally's home! Steve wasn't so quiet.

"Look here," He began, then with a sudden urge to make fun of Riff, added "Buddy-Boy. It ain't up to you where Dally lives-" He was cut off by Riff.

"It is, actually." He sounded amused. "You might not know what a real gang is," He was greeted with glares. "But in one, all members listen to their leaders. If they don't want to, they don't join." Steve jumped up angrily, along with Soda, their first balled. Riff looked ready to take them. Two-bit and Darry stood up slowly, looking back and forth, ready to help if a fight broke out. Blade and Matt did the same. Although they liked the greasers, they'd have to take Riff's side. Ponyboy and Johnny looked at each other fearfully. Dally jumped in the middle, facing Soda and Steve.

"Sit down!" He hissed. They obeyed, with a glare towards Riff. Dally turned his own glare to Two-bit, who sat as well, and then to Darry who followed suit. Dally then turned to Riff, and with a kind of pleading look, well as pleading a look that Dallas Winston could get, Riff sat. Dally didn't even have to look at Matt and Blade. They'd sat when Soda and Steve had.

"Riff, Steve," Dally began, addressing the ones who had began the fight.

"The Jets are my old gang, this is my new gang. You can not fight!" Steve just consisted to glare and Riff said,

"Don't tell me what to do, Winston!"

"Riff, c'mon, I'll go back soon! But c'mon! Don't fight my gang!" Dally could see the anger in Riff's eyes and the triumph in Steve's when he said "my gang". Steve nodded his agreement. Riff just glared, angrily. Dally sighed. He didn't know what to do. He hadn't meant it like that. He gave up.

"I'll see ya'll later." He left.

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