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03

Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Dakota's Point of View

I was walking back to my dorm, shaking. Why the fuck is Nathan Prescott so rude? I thought I might've broken into his shell. Maybe I did and he realized so he had to put his front back up.

I opened the door to the dormitories, there stood two girls, one with a low brown ponytail and another with a low side bun.

"Hey!" The first girl called. "You're Dakota! Right? I'm Dana Ward!"

"And I'm Juliet Watson," The other one smiled in a more calm tone.

"Hey," I smiled.

"I heard about Nathan wanting you in The Vortex Club. You gonna join?" Asked Juliet.

"Yeah, probably not," I said thinking of me spitting in Nathan's face.

"Girl! Come on! I know Victoria can be a bitch but it's not all that bad. We're not all stuck up!" Dana said, this girl was so cheery and enthusiastic.

"I'll see," I said.

"Here, let me get your phone number!" Dana said.

I passed her my phone and she put in both her phone number and Juliet's. I then told them my phone number into their phone.

"Okay, see you tomorrow," I said walking away waving, they both waved back.

I entered my dorm room. I realized I left my backpack at Nathan's room since I was in such a rush to get out of there. At that thought, my phone vibrated. Was Dana texting me already?

Private Number: Dakota it was just a bad high

Why is Nathan texting me from a Private number? How'd he get my number anyways? I decided to ignore him, which led to my phone buzzing over and over again.

Private Number: Dakota I'm sorry
Private Number: Dakota??
Private Number: You left your bag here want me to drop it off?
Private Number: Or you can come get it
Private Number: I'm trying to be nice just fucking answer me.

I didn't know whether or not to text him back. But ultimately, I decided to.

Me: It's fine, I can come get it.

I got up, what if this is a trap? Maybe he actually is creepy and scary? He definitely have some issues though.

I started walking back to his dorm, "Leaving so soon new girl?" I heard Dana say as I walked passed her room.

I decided to ignore her, she wasn't being mean, I just wanted to get to Nathan's dorm quick. Once I got there, I didn't bother knocking on the door, I just opened it. This time, Nathan was wearing a shirt.

"Dakota," He said. "I-I'm sorry. It was just a bad high. And also, I've never met a girl on Blackwell who-"

"Wouldn't let you fuck?" I asked.

He nodded then put his head in hands, "Yeah."

"We both weren't in our sober state of mind," I said. "I still feel a little lightheaded."

"Yeah, you're right, me too."

I reached down by the foot of his bed and grabbed my backpack. As I lifted my backpack up he grabbed my wrist, not too tight though.

"Listen Dakota, we just met and for some reason, I'm fucking caving in for you," He said. "Ask any prick on this campus and they'll confirm that I'm hella not soft. At all."