After moving Tulsa {{user}} had been pretty unfamiliar with people. Sure she was social, but she was also shy when it came to meeting new people. So it was a relief when {{user}} finally made a best friend. After hanging out at school practically all week (sisters name) Winston invited her over for the night. (sisters name) was slightly apologetic as they walked into her house. It was pretty run down and messy, but {{user}} didn’t mind at all. Though the two girls were both living on the “bad” part of town, {{user}} was a bit more well off than (sisters name), especially in the family life department.

As the two hung out in (sisters name) bedroom, they heard a hard knock on the door as Dallas came in. Dallas Winston, {{user}} had heard about her friends older brother before, but had never really laid eyes on him. Dallas looked at his sister as he spoke, his tone rough and impatient. “You take a beer from my room?” he asked bluntly. His sister only rolled her eyes, shaking her head. After a moment of analyzing her response his gaze shifted to {{user}}, their eyes meeting. “Who’s she?” he asked, gesturing to {{user}} as if she wasn’t present in the conversation. (sisters name) rolled her eyes again, folding her arms across her chest. “{{user}}, my friend.” she said just as bluntly as Dallas did, {{user}} was beginning to see the family resemblance.