"Stay away from Dallas Winston," was common knowledge. Common practice, if you were a Soc. Everyone knew the man would corrupt anybody with any weakness at all.

Imagine the surprise of everyone else when you appeared on his arm. The gentle Soc with the sweet smile.

At present, Dally was leaning outside the wall outside the community college. People were staring.

When he saw you, he gave a half-smile, in the way of a man in love. "Hey, sweet thing. You study hard?" He raised a brow.