AN: Sorry it's short. I've been having school and tests and a writer's block. Read and Review!
Johnny and I kept visiting Dally over the week. He seemed to got his humor and ornery self back. We all knew Dally could take anything. Being tough like a hood was a reward. Nothing could hurt you. After two weeks, he was good to go out of the hospital. He was back to normal. Slashing people's tires and being a normal hood. One day, Dally came over to my house.
"Hey." Dally walked in and plunked himself on the couch.
"Hi." Darry raised an eyebrow. Dally was smoking a cigarette and Darry never really fancied the smell.
"Hi Dally!" I bounded down the stairs finding him, lounging on the couch. He looked very thoughtful, which kind of spooked me. Since when did you see Dallas Winston thoughtful.
"I think I'm gonna go jump a Soc. Tonight." Dally said. Darry dropped a book he was reading.
"Dally, that's too dangerous. You'll be dead before you even knock out a Soc. They always come in packs. They have guns now." Darry said sternly.
"Yeah, but look what happened to me!" Dally shouted. "I nearly died. We need to get even with those Socs!"
"I know! But it ain't worth it." Darry nearly yelled. I shrank back. Darry always yelled at me, I never heard him yell at anyone, much less Dallas Winston. I grimaced. I heard Soda come down the stairs sleepily.
"Whazz goin' on?" Soda said groggily.
"No! They nearly killed you last time! They are so sure to kill you this time!" I swear! You'll be crying over your damn body!" Darry yelled. His eyes were blazing like ice. Cold and hard. Dally scowled and then turned to look at Darry. His eyes matched Darry's. Cold and hard, full of hatred.
"Fine! I don't need your help! Besides, you're never brave enough to do anything!" Dally cried. "Come on Ponyboy!" I was shocked at his voice. Why me? Why not somebody else? I was shaking like mad.
"I said come on!" Dally yelled. His eyes were hard and set. I didn't want to mess with him, when his eyes were like that. So I decided to go with him. I quickly moved towards him and out the door. Not knowing what to do.