"Wake up, man." Johnny shook me.
I was curled up against Dallas, who slept peacefully on his back.
"I'm up." I groaned, sitting up in bed.
Johnny was already sitting up.
He had a blank expression on his face, as he tried to make sense of seeing me curled up against Dallas.
"Come on, let's get ready. I don't wanna be almost late again." I told Johnny.
I climbed over Dallas, and got out of bed.
"Get up." I shook Dallas, who jolted awake.
I didn't think he would be a light sleeper.
"Jesus Christ." Dallas gasped, running his hand over his face.
I kicked the boys out, while I got changed for school.
I did my makeup and brushed my hair, before I made my way to the bathroom.
I did my business, and brushed my teeth.
Before we left for school, I slammed down a cup of coffee and grabbed the crumpled up note that I had to have signed.
Then, the five of us began our walk to school.
Ponyboy and Two-bit walked a head of us.
Johnny and Dallas walked on both sides of me.
"Hey," Dallas whispered to me, "Let's ditch today. Do something fun?"
A small smile lit up on my lips.
"No, maybe next week." I replied.
Dallas smiled, and rolls his eyes.
"Oh, come on," Dallas groaned taking a few steps closer to me, "you know you want to."
Dallas then dragged his finger tips down the back side of my arm.
Mhmmmmm
"I can't. I gotta bring this note in, and if I get in trouble another time this week... Darry will bury me in the back yard." I chuckled.
Dallas sighed defeated, as we continued our walk to school.
We walked into the school, and I dropped my note off in the office.
As we walked through the school, Dallas followed Johnny and I to our lockers.
Johnny's was just a couple down from mine.
"I thought you were ditching today?" I said to Dallas, as he hovered over me.
Dallas leaned against the lockers besides me.
"Ehhh, no fun without you." He smiled softly.
"Hey." Marcia smiled, as she opened her locker.
Marcia is a soc, and her locker is right next to mine.
I don't mind though, Marcia has always been nice to me.
"Mornin." I smiled back at her.
"You going to prom?" She asked me.
"If I had a date I would." I laughed.
"Well, be optimistic." Marcia shrugged, before she waved goodbye and went off to her class.
Dallas looked at me confused, as he tried to take in the conversation that he just listened to.
"You better get to class." I told him.
"Whatever, See you later." Dallas groaned at me, as he walked away.
I turned to Johnny, who just shrugged and walked away.
As I walked to my first glass of the day, Dallas was standing outside the door.
"You need to go to class, what are you doing?" I rolled my eyes at him.
Dallas smiled, he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me out of the way of the door.
"Dallas, you're gonna make me late." I sighed.
"Are you really thinking about going to prom?" Dallas forced a chuckle.
"Yeah, asshole." I huffed.
The way he laughed about it made me sort of angry.
"Well....." Dallas looked around, as the hallways started to empty.
"What? Come on, I gotta get to class." I said, as he thought about what he was going to say.
"Well, if you really wanted to go..... I would go with you...." Dallas trailed off.
My face grew hot, as I began to blush.
"You gonna say yes, or you gonna sit there all red in the face?" Dallas joked.
"Yes, but you seriously need to go to class." I played it off, and Dallas and I went our separate ways.
As I sat down at my desk, I was internally screaming.
I couldn't belive that I fucked Dallas and he asked me to prom, all in 24 hours.
...
"Can I ask you something? You gotta promise you won't lie about it either." Johnny spoke out, as the two of us laid down for the night.
Oh God.
"What's up?" I asked him.
Johnny thought for a second.
"What's up with you and Dallas, man?" He quickly asked.
Oh no.
"What do you mean?" I played dumb, mostly because I wanted to hear what Johnny had on his mind.
By the way he breathed, and spoke hesitantly.... this has been on his mind all day.
"Well.... I guess... you two are just acting different...." Johnny paused for a moment, "like somethings going on between you two."
Luckily, the room was dark, so Johnny couldn't stare at me until I confessed like he always does.
But, either way... the guilt would eat me alive if I didn't tell him... at least something.
I sat up in bed, and took a deep breath in.
Johnny sat up too.
"You gotta promise you won't get mad, or make a big deal out of it." I sighed.
"Oh God, what did you do? Stab him in the foot or something?" Johnny made a sorry excuse of a joke to try to ease the tension.
"I didn't do anything." I replied.
Actually... I did a lot of things.
"Well.... I'm waiting...." Johnny grew impatient.
I ran my hands down the sides of my face.
Well, here goes nothing.
"The other night, Dallas and I were arguing on the porch. And for some damn reason, he kissed me.... and for some damn reason... I kissed him back." I spoke quickly, so I couldn't even give my mouth the opportunity to stop me from saying it.
"HUH?" Johnny gasped, "what did you say?!"
Johnny uttered in disbelief.
I couldn't tell if he was actually angry, or confused.
Just imagine what Johnny would have done if I told him Dallas and I fucked on the couch last night.
"Don't make me repeat that, you heard what I said." I groaned.
"You... and Dallas.... Dallas.... and you? Ew." Johnny gagged.
"Shut up." I smacked his arm.
Johnny then started chuckling.
"Are you sure you weren't dreaming? I mean... come on. I don't see that actually happening." Johnny responded.
It's hard for me to even believe it happened.
"If you don't want to believe me that's fine. I don't want to believe me either." I shrugged, and laid back down.
Johnny laid back down.
"Well, whatever happened... actually, I don't even want to think about that." Johnny chuckled again.