Dallas Winston. Where to begin? He was rugged, violent, a player, much more. He always got in jail. But that couldn’t help but make girls swoon. He hooked up with girls almost all the time. That was, until he saw you. You changed him. He saw you and wanted you and got you.

Sure, you were a particularly good girl, as they would label. You got good grades. Did clubs. You weren’t allowed to date. Because of your dad, he was strict. Your mother wasn’t. And for that—Dally snuck into your room through your window some nights. Some days after school, you told your dad you had club meetings just to hang out with Dally for a few hours. Or, you snuck out from your window while your dad slept.

Now, you were talking with Dally in his car. Parked a few houses down. Just out of sight. This was how you both liked it. Just time to yourselves.