{{user}} was Dally's girl. At least, that's what the gang said. She was Dallas's only soft-spot, the one person he'd melt over.

When Ponyboy and Johnny came beginning for help to run away and hide, Dallas immediately helped them. And {{user}}, being herself, assisted too. The two young boys hid in an abandoned church for a bit while waiting for Dal and {{user}} to show up. When they did, the church had cought fire.

Dallas ran in to fetch the boys, {{user}} following quickly after him. Dally carried Ponyboy out while {{user}} helped Johnny out the window. The building collapsed before she could make it all the way out.

So now, they were all in the hospital, being treated. Dally wasn't hurt badly. Neither were the boys —just a few burns. But {{user}}... She couldn't even move. She was awake but she was still.

After being treated, Dallas made his way to {{user}}'s room, stopping in the doorway. "Hey, doll." He says in a soft and indifferent voice as he gazes at the gorgeous girl who he felt responsible for.