Disclaimer: I do not own the Outsiders.

Tk421beth: I'm not saying anything other than this story will have at least a semi-happy ending.

oOoRikku4EveroOo: Yes, those two kids are too cute for their own good.

TWbasketcase: There will be a nice big Dally style blow up soon. And Roxie is a bit naïve that way that she expects they can just be friends like that. But it took Roxie forever to realize she was in love with Dally in the first place so she's a little slow with these types of things…

Ellina HOPE: Dallas is a bit more mature now, but deep down he'll always be Dally so things aren't going to be going smoothly. And yea it's going to be very hard for him… Ha-ha, I don't think I'll make them get drunk. I'd say more about it but it would totally spoil it! Was the guy at your orientation hot like Soda and Dally?

Gracie: Thanks, I'm glad you like it.

Sodapop's#1gurl: Do you really think that Dally would like Daniel? LOL. And who says that they're going to meet? LOL. I love being sneaky like this!

Babygurl33: It's okay that you didn't beta my other story. I just decided that it's easier for me to update without a beta. Nothing personal! I'm sorry I made you cry! I don't want people to be sad. I felt rather bad for killing her off but I needed a reason for Roxie to go back to Tulsa. I know, a bunch of people are sad about Roxie and Dally but there is always hope ;)

Cute-Amiga: Yea I am. But that's a good thing right?

Author's Note: I believe an update is in order…so here it is. It's short, and I'm sorry for that. But I promise in the upcoming chapters it will be longer.

Chapter Five: After all we've been through I know we're cool

Dally and I were both up in the sweltering hot attic, cleaning out junk. When Dally found out I was cleaning the house from top to bottom he offered to help, beings that he had nothing else better to do, and it helped that I was paying him. I was actually rather relieved that it was keeping him occupied. I had learned from Olivia that Dally really didn't have a job, he worked whenever the mood striked him or when he needed money. Dally never had been one to stick with one thing, he changed his mind about everything. Just as well because usually when he was growing bored with his job he would end up fired. Something that frusterated Darry to no end because it was usually Darry who got Dally the jobs he was fired from.

"So when did you get over me?" Dally asked as we went through box upon box of Aunt Candace's things. Most of the stuff was junk but there were some interesting things, like her diary from when she was sixteen years old. Dally and I had sat there for hours reading about this boy Aunt Candy liked, it was highly amusing.

I looked up from the box of pictures I was looking through and brushed my bangs out of my eyes. "I don't know…in college, when we stopped writing."

"So if we had kept writing do you think things would have turned out differently?" Dally asked, wiping the sweat off his forehead. I shrugged.

"I don't know. Maybe…" I said thoughtfully as I dug through the box of pictures. "Hey look at this." I handed over the picture one of the only pictures of us together, Dally is hugging me from behind as we sit on the back steps the night of the eclipse. It's the same one that sat, framed on my desk through my first few years of college.

"Wow…" Dally said running his hand through his white-blond hair. He grinned. "I remember everything about that night."

"Oh really?" I said raising my eyebrows. "Well then what perfume was I wearing?"

"You smelled like vanilla," he said without hesitation. I frowned a little as I thought back. Was I wearing vanilla perfume that night? I couldn't even remember, how did Dally remember that? I thought it was women who were always hung up on little details like that. "You don't even remember do you?" he asked me, trying not to smile.

"Maybe…" I muttered, going back to the pictures. He let out a laugh before going back to his own pile of stuff he was going through.

"Hey Roxie?" he asked after a few moments of silence. I looked up.

"Yeah?"

"I never told you congratulations. So congratulations," he said. I bit my lower lip as I smiled.

"Thanks Dally. So have you been seeing anyone?" I asked. I couldn't help but be at least a little curious.

"Every now and then but nothing serious."

"Well there's a girl out there for you Dally. An amazing girl who's just perfect for you." I said. He nodded. "You'll find her someday, she's out there."

"Yeah," he said turning back to his pile. He thought I couldn't hear him when he muttered, "Only I've already met her and she's sitting here in this attic with me," but I did. And for one moment I was fifteen again, standing in the backyard with Dally holding my hand as the moon vanished from view.