I wasn’t anything like them so why did he insist on irritating me so much? I shouldn’t care about the girls Dallas Winston hangs out with, but I did to a small degree. Of course, my body had to betray me as I felt the familiar twinge of jealousy burn in my chest. “Still, there is someone for everyone and I am not the one for Dallas and he isn’t the one for me.” I glanced at the front and saw Kelsey, a buxom platinum blonde greaser girl, talking to Dallas as she tried to subtly shove her chest in his face. “Obviously.” “That’s only one side of him, have you seen him with Johnny? Practically an angel,” Y/B/F/N said. You know that I get a kick out of that guy.” “If you keep this act up he just might and you’d ruin everything for the both of us. “I really don’t, I wish he’d stop coming around.” “You know you like the attention,” Y/B/F/N teased. I rolled my eyes at how ridiculous they were. He sealed his statement with a grin and sauntered out of the restaurant confidently, a couple of girls staggering after him. “It gets even better every time I see you.” Once his food was ready, I handed him the bag and told him to have a good day, like I do with every customer. Even though I did live near the Curtis’, my parents were well-to-do people and would have a cow if they knew I had even spoken to Dallas Winston. I took school seriously and planned on going to college after high school. How was it that someone I loathed with every fiber of my being had an affect on me? But, I wasn’t easy like any of the girls Dallas went out with. His grin made my stomach flip and I could’ve scowled at myself. “I know you do because I’ve told you why several times.”ĭallas shook his head. “No, besides all that, you’re afraid that if you go out with me, you’ll see that I’m not a bad guy after all and maybe see a new side to yourself too.” “Fine.” Dallas took a long drag from his cigarette. “But I know why you won’t go out with me.” I rolled my eyes. “Y/B/F/N will have your order up soon.” However, I didn’t want him to know that-it was too much fun to dislike him. The truth was that as much as I didn’t like Dallas, I did come to appreciate his good looks from time to time. “Really? Cause I’ve caught you starin’ at me several times.” I ignored the signal as I rang him up for a cheeseburger, fries, and a strawberry milkshake. “Two fifty.”ĭallas handed me the exact change and leaned on the counter as I put the money into the register. “Come on, Dolly, we’ve been doin’ this dance all summer, why don’t you let me take you out?” “Sure, we’ll have it right up!” Y/B/F/N clapped my shoulder as if to say “Talk to him!” “Hey, Dallas, what’s buzzin, cousin?” Y/B/F/N asked as she stepped forward from the kitchen. “Welcome to Dairy Queen, how may I help you today?” I said through gritted teeth. A couple of greaser girls and Soc girls who were hanging out on opposite sides of the restaurant looked like they could have fainted when they saw him. Therefore, my mood immediately fell when Dallas walked into Dairy Queen and sauntered up to me with that stupid grin on his face. I never got the chance to ask him about why he was friends with Dallas or why Dallas enjoyed bothering me every chance he got. I used to talk to Soda a lot but after we both got jobs, we stopped hanging around as much. How was a good looking face supposed to make me forget about the fact that he was a criminal? It amazed me how people like the Curtis brothers could be such good friends with them.
“Yeah, and he’s also spent a little too much time in the cooler for me,” I muttered. “Oh come on, Y/N, he is such a dreamboat!” she exclaimed once after Dallas had left. Unfortunately, Y/B/F/N had grown to love these visits and was especially engaging with him every time. He always had a lit cigarette in his mouth and stupid cocky grin on his face, both were things that I wanted to smack off of his face. His regular visits had quickly become the worst part of my summer job. However, I should have grown accustomed to this routine since Dallas made a habit of stopping by Dairy Queen every day at twelve thirty for the past couple of weeks. With each step he took, my body filled with more dread. A cigarette was poised between his smirking lips as he strolled towards the cashier desk.
It was half past noon when Dallas Winston strolled into Dairy Queen.
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