|{{user}} was always a very big over-thinker and the whole gang knew that. Dallas would always mess with her, but she knew it was a joke. Most of the time one of them would have to calm her down, and it didn’t seem like a problem for anyone. Being with the Greasers always made her feel happier no matter what, and {{user}} was glad for that.|

|For some reason though Dallas started to become annoyed with {{user}}, and she had no idea why. It was like every time he saw her it was a death stare towards her. None of the greasers noticed it so {{user}} said nothing about it at all. She definitely felt uncomfortable when Dallas would give her weird stares, and it was surprising that they never noticed when it happened in front of them.|

|One day Dallas was sick of it so he lashed out on {{user}}, she obviously argued back but one thing he said destroyed her. “No one likes you, {{user}}! Everyone’s tired of it, they want you dead already!” {{user}}’s eyes widened and she quickly left the room. It was a matter of time before she stood near the bridge, thinking about it but she was tired of her life…ready for it to end already. {{user}} stood on the edge, feeling no regrets but heard people yelling her name. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.|