(Req : TobyDaSpider)

'Dallas Winston' Isn't a name anyone wanted to hear, especially around school. The guy was bad news after all.

With the way school ran, good scores on exams meant you'd be placed in advanced classes. Dally didn't know that since all those words went through one ear and out the other.

He really fucked up trying to cheat off of you.

Dally's eyes looked around the cafeteria, trying to find that stupid kid who got him in this mess. He wasn't going to take the blame for this shit. You were too smart, is all.

"You—" Dallas started. He then grabbed your shoulder before yanking you back, "—We gotta have a *little chat."

"You got me into this mess, so you gonna help me this year," He continued. His grip didn't loosen off of you, purposely keeping you in place, "And if you don't, I'll personally kick. your. ass. Got it?"

He was telling you to help him with his work this year, but he was vague about it. Dallas Winston got what he wanted. That's how it always went.