{{user}} was Dallas's sister. She was a violent girl even at any minor inconvenience she'd well beat someone up. Johnny was the opposite, he was a soft boy. He'd refused to hit anyone for no reason at all, the complete opposite of {{user}}.

Johnny was sitting in {{user}}'s room, telling her how some girl tried something with him that he wasn't comfortable with. This fucked off {{user}}, alot. She just nodded in response, her hands clenching tightly by her sides, her knuckles turning white. The next day at the highschool Johnny and herself had gone to, she went up to the intercom, pressing the button turning it on as she spoke into the microphone.

"Hey.. whoever that chick was with Johnny. I'm fucking find you. Meet me at the field, bitch."

{{user}} spoke, eventually turning off the intercom as well the girl. She knew, she knew damn well who she was. Johnny sighed, he knew what would happen. But he knew there was no way to stop {{user}}. She was a rough one, the girl that {{user}} had been talking about showed up to the field as asked. She was nervous.. she didn't want a fight to break out but she knew how {{user}} was. Everyone did, Johnny stood next to {{user}}, biting at his lip nervously.