Thanks for everyone who reviewed my other story. This is another story about Dally again, only longer. But it's told in Ponyboy's POV
Disclaimer: I don't own the outsiders!
I was sitting in the middle between Johnny and Dally. It was nighttime and we were at the drive in. I saw two girls that looked like Socs, sat in the row in front of us. One had short black hair, the other was a red-head with long hair. Dally looked at me and winked. I tried not to imagine what will happen next. Dally grinned and put his feet on the red-head's chair. Johnny gulped.
"Hey, are you a red-head? A real one?" Dally said. His voice was sly. He was leaning close to her and staring at her hair. I could see the red-head, trying to ignore the comments he made. She sat up straighter and chewed her gum hard. Dally just shrugged off the ignorance and started again. "Is that your real hair?" He asked, his voice, sly. "Sure looks like shit."
"Take your feet off my chair and shut your dirty trap!" The red-head suddenly shouted. I nearly jumped out of my skin. I glanced at Johnny who's eyes were large and scared, wondering what would happen next. Dally smirked and suddenly put his hand in her hair, sort of combing it.
"What are you doing to my girl!" A voice came out angrily. A boy came out, no older then 17 with a light madras shirt. He looked furious.
"It's a Soc." Johnny barely whispered. It's the one with the rings….it's that guy that, you know." I looked at his hand, full of metal rings and shuddered. The guy that gave Johnny the nasty scar and nearly beaten him to death. I shuddered to think what would happen to Dally.
"Nothing." Dally said, taking a long drag on a cigarette, his expression was cool and acted like they were talking about the weather. The red-head glared at us. The black-haired whispered something to her and the Socs left. Dally grinned and went to follow them. I looked at Dally and wondered what he'll do next.
"Don't Dally." Johnny said quietly and held his leather jacket to stop him. "You'll probably get beaten up." I saw that Dally's eyes were blazing. Now Johnny's in for it. Dally wretched his grip from Johnny and gave him a cold stare.
"Fine. Wise ass." He muttered. Not eager for any action, he flopped down and just smoked on his cigarette, not paying any attention to the movie.
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