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"Hey Darrel!" I called out on the porch just as he climbed down from his ladder, "Do you want to come in for a drink?" I asked him. He looked at me for a moment and seemed hesitant though came anyways. When he came in I got him a glass of lemonade from the icebox. I was making it while he was working.

"So Darrel, how much do you think this is going to cost?" I asked.

"Please, call me Darry." He told me. I nodded.

"Okay, Darry; how much do you think this is going to cost me?" I asked again.

"Well, not too much. I'm pretty sure I can get it done tomorrow. The roof was in pretty good shape." He told me.

"That's nice." I told him, "Thanks again. Sorry about the heat. I know it's terrible to work out in the heat. I almost fainted one summer."

"What were you doing?" He asked.

"Oh! I was just fixing the fence. When I was little my Dad built that fence with me. Though last summer and tree knocked part of it down so I had to fix it." I explained. Boy, do I miss Dad.

"I hope you don't mind me asking, but where is your dad? You can't be old enough to be living out here on your own." Darry asked. I felt my face fall.

"My dad was sent to war a while back. He was tortured for information. They kept him for three years and he didn't say a thing. Finally they just...killed him." I told him. I could feel tears forming in my eyes and tried my best to fight them off.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean too..." Darry told me but I cut him off.

"Don't worry about it. My dad is hero. He always will be." I told him, "He died to protect millions of innocent families." Darry smiled.

"That's a nice way to think about it." He told me. For a moment it was silent as we both drank. Then Darry broke it.

"I have an idea." He told me.

"Yes?"

"Well,I have an old fence at my house. We can do a trade. You fix my fence and I'll fix your roof." He offered. I smiled at him.

"That sounds great."

"Nice."

"I can probably come over Monday around noon. I would come tomorrow but I have work." I told him.

"Okay, here's my address." He told me and wrote it down on a napkin, "Wait. Don't you have school?" He asked.

"Oh, I'm home schooled. I'm already ahead for the average 16 year old because I still learn during the summer. I'll be graduation this year actually. So I'm sure one day off wont hurt." He nodded.

"As long as it's okay with your teacher." He told me. I laughed and nodded.

"Well." He said standing up and heading to the door, "Thank you for the drink but I really must head out. I guess I'll see you tomorrow and if not I'll see you on Monday." He told me. I nodded and waved.

"Bye Darry, drive safe." I told him. He waved, got in his car and drove off. I cleaned the house after that. I didn't take to long so then I went upstairs to study. At the end of this year I'll have to take some test so I can graduate. Yay.

…

"Come on Rachel! We have to go!" I called to Rachel as I pulled her uniform over my head and rushed her out the door. She was going to drop me and the car off at The Dingo. (Turns out that's what it's called. Strange name, right?) Then Rachel was going to walk to the DX and pick up the car.

"Okay okay, I'm coming. Don't get your panties in a twist!" Rachel yelled as she got in the passengers seat.

When we got to The Dingo Rachel parked and I got out.

"Well, you have fun. I'm going to to Mary's after this. Hey, maybe if you do well enough you can have my job!" She joked. I laughed along with her.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" We laughed for a moment later and then went our separate ways.

When I got in I meet up with the other girl I would be working with, her name was Sarah.

"You're not Rachel." She told me, chewing on her gum quite loudly.

"No, I'm her twin sister, Susan. I'll be filling in for her today. I hope that wont be a problem." I told her.

"Oh. Honey, it will be no problem at all. Truth be told Rachel is a terrible waitress. She's never remembering orders and talking to her friends to much. Anything would be better than her." She told me. I nodded and she headed over to the bar and told me go to the tables to get their orders.

There was only one table that was occupied at the moment. Though as soon as I got over there I wished I had chosen to work at the bar. I took a deep breath and walked over to the seven boys sitting there.

"Hello." I told them. They all looked up at me.

"Hey Susan." Soda greeted me along with Darry. They then both gave each other the same confused look.

"You know her?" Darry asked. Soda nodded.

"I fixed her car. You know her?" He asked back.

"I was at her house yesterday." Darry explained. A boy int the back with gray eyes and reddish hair whistled though only to get hit by Darry.

"Shut it, Two-Bit, not like that. I was fixing her roof." He told him. The man, Two-Bit, held up his hands in defense.

"Okay I get it. You're not ready to let the public know. Don't worry I wont tell a soul." I sighed.

"Okay well is there anything I can get you?" I asked. They went around the table telling me what they wanted and then it finally got to Dallas. He had been looking at me the whole time, the same bored expression on his face.

"Well..." I trailed off, "I guess if that's it I'll be back in a moment." They all said thank you as I left and when I came back they dug into their food. I was about to leave again but someone grabbed my arm.

Or should I say, something.

"Hey Suzie." Dallas greeted my in a cold voice. Everyone looked up to see where he was going.

"It's Susan, you prick." I told him. He ignored me though.

"What happened to your leg?" He asked. My breath hitched. For an idiotic prick he sure knew how to get on my nerves.

"Leave me alone." I told him but it was clear that the fire was gone from my voice. I didn't have it in me to fight him.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" He asked.

"Leave me alone." I repeated though not much louder. He gave me a smug grin and cupped his hand around his ear.

"Come on, Dal, just leave her alone." A small voice told him. I looked at the boy who spoke. It was a small boy with big black eyes and dark hair sitting next to Dallas. Dallas glared at him a for a moment it seemed like he was going to hit him. Though he just stood up and stormed out. I then turned to the boy.

"Thank you so much. I was scared to death." I told him. He blushed.

"No problem." He told me. I stuck out my hand.

"Susan." I told him, "Susan Drisco." He took my hand.

"Johnny. Johnny Cade."