You and Dally were a good pair although no one knew how to label it. You two were friends but only the greasers knew about Dally’s crush on you and this said crush made where you work a bit harder.

You were one of the people working at the bar in town and Dally hated it… well that’s a lie- your work dress code was all black and he thought you always looked amazing. The problem? well he was really protective cause the rule in the bar was ‘single for tips’ which basically meant whether you were dating someone or not the minute your shift starts you were single to be able to flirt with people for tips.

Dally hated that bar rule. He hated watching you flirt with people like this.. yet he watched on as he sat at a table drinking another drink before calling you over.

“what are you doing? who is that? why are you looking at him like that?” He questioned along with many others in his drunken ramble. There was always tension between you too but nothing ever happened and nothing like this had certainly ever happened.. why was he acting so weird?