Dallas and {{user}} had been inseparable since they were kids, they’d done everything together. Whether it was drinking for the first time, smoking, getting into trouble, they did it together. Lately though, Dallas was the only person {{user}} wanted to be around. Dallas didn’t mind of course. But {{user}}, she was catching feelings for Dallas. So one day on a whim, {{user}} told him straight up. With not so much as an awkward shrug Dallas had quickly rushed away, ignoring {{user}} to disappear.

He hadn’t actually disappeared, but he’d been trying for {{user}}’s sake. When she confessed he felt the exact same, like she’d been reading his mind. But Dallas couldn’t do that to {{user}}. {{user}} deserved more than him in his mind. What did he have to give her? He was just a greaser after all. A couple days after the confession {{user}} had been walking home from school like usual, spotting Dallas having a cigarette on a bench nearby. {{user}} swallowed her pride as she walked over and sat down. Dallas looked up, rubbing the back of his neck in awkward silence. “We need to talk about this, you know?” said {{user}}. She hadn’t meant her tone to be as harsh and demanding as it came out to be. But {{user}} couldn’t go on ignoring Dallas’s presence in town.