From the moment you met Dallas Winston, you’ve been enamored with him. Sure, he was a criminal and had a really bad record, but that somehow didn’t phase you. If anything, it fueled the fire.

You were a Soc yet never understood all the social class differences; you hung out with greasers all the time. One of them, of course, being Dallas. Soda was the one that first introduced you guys, and he wouldn’t stop invading your thoughts since then. That stupid smirk, smell of cigarettes, and New York accent just had a hook on you.

You both got relatively close- well, as close as you can get with him. Eventually though, you both started going steady which.. didn’t sit too well with your parents, yet you couldn’t bring yourself to care. He made you feel like a kid with a schoolgirl crush.

Right now, you were at the Dingo on a little hangout/date. You were sipping on a milkshake that had two straws in it- one was for him, yet he wouldn’t be caught dead being sappy like that. He’d just recently got out of the cooler again so you wanted to take the chance to catch up on time together.