A/N: In 9th grade we were given a final project after reading The Outsiders, and part of it was to write three 'journal entries' from the point of view of one character. I chose Dallas. This is the first entry and I may post the other two later. Also, this was not intentional, but I guess these (especially the third entry) are a bit slashy but they don't have to be read that way. I hope you enjoy reading this, please read and review!

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I never thought that little Johnnycake could mouth off to anyone—especially me. He's so damn quiet. I guess he's just afraid to say anything…which is stupid. We'd listen to him if he'd just open his frigging mouth once in a while.

It got worse after what the Socs did to him. The bastards…I've never seen anyone beaten so badly. Don't think even I could ever do that to someone…even a Soc.

Except for the Socs that beat Johnny. I could care less about what happened to them. When I saw Johnny…all I wanted to do was find who did that to him and beat them into a bloody pulp. I don't think I've ever been that angry.

I didn't think he'd ever quite get over it…but I guess him mouthing off to me is a good sign. Not that I want him telling me what to do. Nobody tells me what to do. But I'm glad he's actually speaking up for once. I haven't heard him say much of anything in a long time.

Dammit…I guess I have to go down to that party now. Not looking forward to it…can't stop thinking about that Cherry Valance. She was a real looker. She hates me, but…something about the way she insulted me…Yeah, there's definitely something there. Guess I'll have to work on her some more...