Don't own it. I only own Dani and PreppyKrissy owns Serena

Chapter 7

Dani's POV

"So where we goin' first?" I asked as me and Serena walked down the street.

"Umm…Buck's? He's always got a party goin' on," Serena answered.

"Sure. So we'll hit Buck's, and then find some other parties, and then back to your house. How's that sound?"

"Good. Now let's get goin'."

"Hey babe," someone next to me said and put his arm around my shoulders.

"Hi Tim," I said after I looked over and saw who it was.

"Haven't seen you since the day I got outta the cooler."

"Yeah, I've been busy."

"Busy doin' what? Flirting with guys?"

"Yeah actually. You jealous?"

"Nope."

I looked over at Serena. She gave me a 'what-does-he-want' look and I just shrugged.

"You look sexy tonight."

"Thanks Tim." I did try to look my best tonight, and I guess I struck someone's fancy. I was wearing my tight, form-fitting jeans, with the holes in them, and a red, backless halter top that showed some of my stomach. My long, blond curls were down on my shoulders.

"So where ya headed?"

"Party."

"At Buck's?"

"I don't know. Maybe you should show up later and see for yourself."

"I'll just go with you now," he said, grinning.

"Sorry Tim. You can't. Girls only in our group."

"Oh well. I'll see ya later then." He gave me a kiss on the cheek and departed.

"What was that all about?" Serena asked when he was out of sight.

"I don't know. Probably nothing new. Guys hitting on me when I'm havin' innocent fun."

"Yeah, I've noticed that," she said as we reached Buck's place.

We walked in and the music was blasting. There were a lot of people here, as usual, and a good percentage of them were cute guys.

"You want a beer?" Serena asked me.

"Yeah, thanks," I said, and she made her way through the crowd of people to the bar. I went over and sat on the couch, where Dally had caught me kissing that guy, Jay, at the first party I came to in Tulsa.

Serena came over to the couch, handed me my beer, and sat down. "Thanks," I said, "How old is Tim Shepard?"

"Nineteen. Why?" Serena said.

"Just wondering. What's his personality like? Is he a hood or just a greaser?"

"Well, he's usually nice, but he's tough when he has to be. Kinda like Dal. And I guess you could consider him a hood, but I'm not really sure."

"Hmm…he's kinda cute. I wouldn't admit it to him though. I kinda like him. He seems to relate to my life. I don't really know what to do or say around him."

"Hold up. You, Dani Winston, will flirt and kiss any guy you want, but you're speechless around the guy you sorta like. You are weird."

"I know," I said, finishing my beer. "Let's go dance."

We walked onto the dance floor and danced until we got tired. I went to get us drinks, and we sat on the couch.

"See any hot guys you would wanna hook up with?" I asked.

"I've seen plenty of hot guys, but there's only one I wanna hook up with."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah. This is probably obvious, but I have a major crush on your brother."

"Oh, it's obvious to everyone, but him. He's clueless."

Serena laughed. "I just wish I knew what he was thinkin' 'bout me."

"You're probably all he ever thinks about. I see the way he looks at you."

"Oh yeah. So anyways, you see any guys you wanna get with?"

"Umm," I paused, scanning the room, "Yeah, he just walked in the door."

She looked towards the door. "Tim Shepard?" I nodded. "You wanna hook up with one of the toughest hoods in town?"

"Yeah, what's wrong with that? It's better to get with a guy I kinda, sorta like than with some random guy, ain't it?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

"Of course I am," I said, staring at Tim.

"Go talk to him."

"I can't."

"That's ridiculous. So you're gonna wait 'til he comes over to you?"

"Yup."

"You're crazy."

"Thanks, I know. Now let's go dance," I said and pulled her to her feet and onto the dance floor.

We danced to a few songs before two guys joined us. I took the one with blond hair and blue eyes. He was definitely a greaser. Serena got his friend—a tall, dark haired boy with dark eyes.

I saw Tim sitting by the bar, so I led my guy, Troy, over to the couch across from it. Serena was dancing with her guy, Ben. I looked over at Tim, and he was staring at me. I was going to try and make him jealous. I moved onto Troy's lap and started kissing him. I looked at Tim, and he just sat there, his expression unchanging. I laid back on the couch and pulled Troy on top of me. I glanced over at Tim, and he still did nothing. Damn, what does it take to get this guy jealous?

I pushed Troy off of me and sat up. I furrowed my brow in thought. I stood up, pulled Troy to his feet, and led him to the dance floor. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he placed his hands on my hips, and I moved my hips against him, with the rhythm of the music. I could feel Tim's eyes watching me. I turned around in Troy's arms and moved against him, his hands still on my hips. I stared back at Tim.

Tim's POV

What is this broad doing to me? I can feel myself getting angrier and angrier with every kiss she gives that fucking guy.

I know she's doing it on purpose, because I catch her glancing over at me every once in awhile and frown when I just stay put. It's kind of amusing watching her play this game with me.

But then she has to pull that guy onto the dance floor and start moving against him. By the way she's doing it, and by the expression on his face, I can see he's getting turned on by it. And that just makes me even more jealous.

She just stares into my eyes, without breaking her gaze, waiting for me to make a move. I don't have any idea what to do. Should I continue what I'm doing or just give into her?

I chose the latter and walked over to them.

"Hey can I cut in?" I asked and saw a smile on Dani's face, before it quickly disappeared.

"No man, find your own girl," the guy with her said.

"Umm…No. I think I like this one right here just fine.

"Listen man, I found her first. So fuck off," he said, moving in front of Dani.

I glanced at her and saw the smile spread across her face at the trouble she was causing.

"You do know whose sister you're tryin' to fuck is, don't you?"

"No, who's?"

"Dallas Winston's." He looked at Dani, and she nodded.

"Who cares? He ain't around. Now go away.

"Let's have Dani choose who she wants, huh?"

"Sure."

"So Dani, who ya pick?" I asked, both of us staring at her.

"There's plenty of me to go around," she replied. I glared at her. "Fine, I choose Tim."

"Son of a bitch," the other guy said.

I walked over to Dani and put an arm around her shoulders. "I guess ya lost, so leave."

He looked at Dani again. "Buh bye," she said and gave him a small wave. He walked away.

I looked down at her and saw a smirk on her face. "What?" I asked.

"The tough Tim Shepard was jealous," she said, dragging out the last word.

"No I wasn't. I was just protecting Winston's little sister from a jackass."

"Sure, whatever you say Shepard. You'd feel a whole lot better if you just admitted you were jealous."

"Yeah, fine. I'll admit I'm jealous. Jealous of that guy for getting to get away from you." She hit me, and I grinned.

"Dance with me," she said as another song started playing.

"I don't dance," I said and started to walk away.

She grabbed my arm and said, "C'mon Timmy. Please."

I looked at her and couldn't resist. She put her arms around my neck, and I pulled her close to me. She then started moving her hips against me, just like she had done with that jackass, and man was I enjoying it. She looked up at me and smiled. Obviously she could see my satisfaction.

She tilted her head up and leaned closer to me. I moved my head down, and our lips met. In a few seconds, I broke away. She looked confused. "I'm sorry, Dani, but I can't. You're Winston's kid sister."

"I'm not a kid," she said as I was walking away. I walked out of the house and into the cool night air.

"Dal's gonna kill you when he finds out," Curly said from behind me.

"He won't find out if no one tells him." I looked at him threateningly before walking towards my house.

Dani's POV

What the hell just happened? A guy has never walked away from me before. Of course, no one ever knew who my brother was, but still…

I walked over and sat down at the bar. I got a beer and drank it down quickly. How could he just walk off like that? That asshole. I gave up a possible hook up for him I grabbed another drink and drank that one down just as fast as the first.

By the fifth one—I think that's how many I've had—Serena came over to me and said, "So what happened with Tim? I saw you two together."

"He got jealous of me and Troy and made me choose between them. Of course, I chose Tim. We danced, well, I was rubbing up against him and I could tell he was enjoying it. Then we kissed, but he broke away, saying he couldn't because I was 'Winston's kid sister'," I slurred.

"Wow. That must've sucked," she paused, "How many beers have you had?"

"I don't know. I lost track."

"Let's get you home," she said, helping me to my feet. She helped me walk—well more like stagger—to the Curtis's. "Let's just hope Dal ain't here. He'll kill you if he sees you this drunk."

She helped me inside and up the stairs to her room, where I passed out on her bed, still in my clothes.