The next day at around 2 in the afternoon Dally was standing by the school building a big rock in his hands. He looked around making sure there were a lot of people around and threw the rock right into the windows. The glass shards flew everywhere as the window broke. As Dally expected someone called the cops.

Two cops showed up to arrest Dally, but Michelle wasn't one of them. As they led Dally towards the station he was in a really good mood and was whistling quietly to himself as he walked. When they got inside Dally said that he would only talk to officer Jenns so they had to go get her. She was not amused, Dally could tell.

"Is this your idea of having fun?" she asked angrily, and he couldn't help, but notice how pretty her green eyes were.

"Yeah, why not?" he replied grinning at her, "it is fun."

She took out a pen and a slip of paper and wrote something down then gave it to Dally. It was a slip saying he owed a fine of $100.

"Your fine is $100. You are expected to pay within a week. You can go now." Dally was disappointed. He was hoping he'd be put in a cell again and she'd be the one to check on him.

"So that's it?" he asked disappointment in his voice, "aren't you going to ask me what happened? Hey, maybe it wasn't even me who did it." She didn't even reply just gave Dally a stern look. She was blushing thought which amused Dally.

Dally was sitting alone in the room thinking what his next move should be. In a few minutes Michelle stuck her head inside. "You are still here?" she asked, "you need to go so I can lock up the room." Dally didn't say anything just got up and walked to the exit making sure to walk really close by her as he was passing. She rolled her eyes and locked the door.

For the next week Dallas showed up at the station every evening when Michelle was leaving. She always told him "no", but something was telling him she was starting to like him too. She always blushed when she was talking to him and she always looked away and wouldn't meet his gaze.

Finally on Friday he followed her home in his car. "Why are you fighting yourself?" he said, getting out of the car, "I can tell you like me."

"I can get you arrested for stalking," she said getting out of the car as well.

"But you won't," he said smiling slyly. Then he stopped himself. What was he doing he thought. Here they were in a very good neighborhood where she lived. It wasn't like where socs lived, but people living here were certainly well to do. How would he be able to go out with her? Where would he take her? He didn't have a steady job or home. He realized he didn't really thought things through.

Dally was about to turn around and get into his car and drive away when she spoke up. "Here," she took out a small address book, tore a page and wrote her phone number.

"So you like me," Dallas smirked.

"I'm just doing this to get you off my back," she replied.

"Admit it, you like me," he repeated.

"Whatever you say," she replied, blushing again.

"C'mon, not even a little bit?" She smiled mischievously, which he took as a good sign. "Talk to you later, Winston," she said still smiling and walking away.

He looked at the piece of paper in his hand. He had a lot to do. He now had to figure out where to take her on a first date. He got into the car and sighed heavily at his thoughts.