A/N: This is the new chapter one. I will give all the new chapters new names. So no one gets confused.

Dally's POV

Have you ever tried to give a close friend some good advice, but felt like they weren't listening?

I'm not talking about advice about dumb stuff like not drinking or smoking. Advice about how to avoid having your heart broken and ripped into little pieces and then stomped on with a three inch heel.

But Johnny never listens to my advice. You would think he wouldn't be so quick to trust women like his skank of a mother, but he does.

He's always saying Angela is different, but she's not. She's annoying, bossy, and a whore just like Mrs. Cade.

It's not like Angela isn't pretty, she is. It's just that she knows she's pretty and thinks she's some supermodel or something.

And then she'll sleep with anything with a pulse. She obviously has some kind of skank disease the teacher tells you about in Health class.

It's just that he wants to be loved so badly. He told me that once, you know. When I asked him why he would want to be with someone so much.

I won't mention the part about him saying how much she adores him because that's bull.

I was thinking all of this while I walked over to some clothing store. I had a pocket full of cash that I had made from riding in some rodeos. The money was for Johnny's present.

A new tuff jean jacket with gold buttons. Sure the sleeves may be too long but it's what he wants.

I remember the look he had when we walked by the store on our way over to the Dingo. The look soon faded though, because he knew he'd never get it. So I'm gonna buy him the stupid jacket.

Not 'cause I care about him or anything. It's just that it's his birthday in a couple of days and I forgot.

When I walked into the store I saw Angela Shepard. How lucky am I?

Angela's POV

I had just bought that tuff jacket that I saw outside and the storekeeper said that they only got one left. And it was (kinda) Johnny's size! He was gonna love it I can tell!

His birthday is in a few days and I was waiting to find him the perfect thing. We've been going out for almost two years and everything's going great. I love him so much. He's probably the best guy in his entire stupid gang.

I cringed internally and tried not to think about them, knowing that those assholes would ruin my entire day.

Thanking the clerk I turned around to see stupid Dallas Winston. Ugh, my day had to have a lowlight. Just ignore him Angela, unless he says something, then you kick him in the crouch.

I walked past him returning the cold glare he was giving me and walked out of the store. But not before I heard him ask for the jean jacket I had just bought.

A/n: Do you like? The new chapters will be replaced at random times throughout the day.