Everybody knew Dallas Winston had a crush on you. It was the big word on the streets. Of course, you were also aware of it. But so were your parents.

That wasn’t a good thing, considering you were a Soc and they didn’t want you around someone as dangerous as Dallas.

“Come on Doll. One chance.”

He walked alongside you on your stroll back home. You were against it, but he was desperate. His squad trailed not far behind the two of you. It wasn’t often that Dallas went crazy over a girl.