Prologue
J U N E
Tana hadn't done very many stupid things in her short seventeen years of life, so when she found herself being saved by none other than Dallas Winston, she knew something inside her had snapped.
She'd spent so much time going along with what everyone else was doing that when she found herself making her first dumb decision, she couldn't help but feel alive, the adrenaline coursing through her veins faster than her own blood.
The train whirred by, but she wasn't thinking about how she'd just been standing in the middle of the tracks not too long before. She was thinking about how the rocks on the ground were stabbing her straight in the ass through her dress and how stupid greaser Dallas Winston had his stupid greaser arm wrapped tightly around her. And the worst part? She never felt him remove himself from around her.
He was up screaming in an instant, saying how dumb she was, how reckless and stupid she was, how he'd almost been killed himself and how he hadn't "left the Bronx for this dumb heroic bullshit".
"I saw you in the paper a few months ago," Tana said, not meeting the greaser's stone cold gaze.
Dallas stopped his raging long enough to blink at Tana a couple of times. His eyebrows knitted together and he couldn't decide if he wanted to continue screaming about her being stupid or not. He was mostly baffled at the fact that she'd nearly been killed just a few moments before and she didn't seem to care.
"Are you ripped?" Dallas asked after a long moment.
Tana shook her head. She'd never done drugs in her life. Maybe, after train dodging, that should be the next thing to check off on her list.
"I just saved your ass from getting crushed by a goddamn train and you're worried about my heroic deed in the newspaper?"
"I was just saying. Because you're not as tough as you're trying to make yourself seem." With that, Tana stood up and dusted herself off. Her oxfords were filthy; her mother was going to have a fit.
Dallas' face went red.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"I'm just trying to live a little."
"By dying?"
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