Chapter 3:

*Maxine's POV*

Ever since that night, news spread quickly throughout the greaser territory. The news is that I am Tim Shepard's pet. I don't mind because after that night, I've become friends fast friends with everyone in the gang even though I beated them up, but not for Dally. He makes me uncomfortable because of his flirting. Tim's not happy about it at all.

So I continue on with my life working at the Dairy Queen. Greeting customers, using the cashier, and getting their orders ready. The norm for me which hopefully it'll be awarded with getting a home of my own.

By the end of my eight hour shift, my stomach slightly growls of hunger. Lately, I haven't been eating much because of me saving up money.

I smiled to a customer, offering them their order when my leader enters in.

"What can I do for you today?" I greeted Tim like I always do with every customer with a smile.

"When will you shift end, pet?"

"It'll end in a few minutes," I answered still smiling.

"Good," he smirks. "I'll order two vanilla ice creams with two cola cokes."

"Anything else?" I write this down.

"You joining me for dinner," he smirks more.

I blush at his request. "F-For here or to go?"

"To go."

My leader orders the meal and waits in a nearby table. Soon later, his order is ready when my shift ends for the night.

"Ready to go?" I asked him, holding his order in my hands.

"Yea, kid."

He and I leave my work to his car. We talk about ourselves, getting to know each other better along the way where he wants to be at.

"You are lucky to have siblings," I commented, taking a sip of my drink. "I'm an only child."

"You're the lucky one," he says sharply, focusing on the road.

"How so?"

"You don't get any complaints from anyone about anything."

"That's true, but it's very lonely without anyone around."

Tim didn't say anything else.

"So, umm," I speak up, trying to not make anything awkward. "Where are we going?"

"You'll see," he smirks to me, driving on a road towards outside of town.

No more words are spoken.

Tim drives up on a hill, making me gasp. It's an overview of the town and the surrounding areas. I never experienced such beauty of the town before.

"It's beautiful," I breathed.

"You like it?" he asked, looking.

"Yea."

"This is the only place where it can be quiet and peaceful from everyone," he explains, looking at the city.

I look at him shyly. "Umm, is it hard being a gang leader?"

"At times, yea, but it makes you tuff."

My head turns back to the city below and than I shyly and a little hesitant place the side of my head on his shoulder. His body stiffens a little, but he relaxes by placing his head on my head.

*No One's POV*

A few days later, Tim stormed out of the Shepherd Household pissed off from another fight with his stepfather. Over something stupid once again. Usually he would go to the Dingo to drink away his problems, but somehow he wants something else. More like someone. Maxine.

Maxine's window from the house she calls home is always open when it's nighttime. She knows that most of the fights occur at night and sometime he will come over to cool off. Something he did ever since he first met her.

He finally arrived at the dark house. Deep down there's something he need to tell and he's scared of how to tell her. A sigh of frustration escapes from the Shepherd's lips. Tim climbs up into the bedroom and once he enters in a sight stop him dead in his tracks.

It's her, Maxine, sleeping on her back wearing a black silky nightgown with a low sweetheart neckline. One of her arms rest comfortably across her small stomach as the other one is bound up with his hand next to her head. Her blanket only went up to barely to her curvy hips. It made him stop to drink in the sight.

She moves a little, sensing someone watching her. Her big, intense eyes open a little, before looking up to his dark blue eyes.

"Another fight?" Maxine asked softly, even though she knows the answer.

"Yea," he answers with a sigh.

"You can stay as long as you like."

It's now or never Shepard. "Maxine, there's something I need to tell you."

That really got her attention as she look at him with big, curious eyes.

A rare faint blush colors the dangerous greaser's face. "I'm...I'm…" he couldn't speak the words because he never said those words before.

Maxine looks at him surprised, knowing what he's trying to say. She quickly moves up sitting up and uses one of her arms to wrap around his neck. Their lips meet into a very passionate, yet intense kiss.

"I'm in love with you too Tim," she whispers softly with a soft smile.

"Be my girl?" he smirks, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Of course," she smirks back, wrapping her arms around his neck.

His little good girl has a bad side and he likes it.