Thursday, October 10, 2013
Dakota's Point of ViewIt was starting to get dark out, maybe I should put the dress on now and do my makeup.
I slipped on the red dress, realizing I didn't have nice shoes, "Converse should be fine." I said slipping on my low top black and white converse, this made the style more like me.
I did simple makeup, just enough to where I felt comfortable with how I looked but still allowing my pores to breathe.
There was a knock at my door, "Come in!" I called.
Nathan walked into the room, "Wow, you look gorgeous."
"Thanks Nathan," I smiled, I noticed his face was beat up with bruises.
"What happened Nath?" I asked.
"Don't worry about it, seriously, don't."
He walked over to me and kissed my lips. I grabbed his arms, kissing him further. He placed his wallet down on my desk without disconnecting us and pushed me backwards onto my bed.
As I fell backwards onto my bed, he crawled on top of me, sliding up the dress.
He looked down at me, "This okay?"
I nodded my head, "Nathan I've-I've never done this before," I stammered.
"Shh," He whispered and continued to kiss me. "I know."
***
Nathan and I were walking to the party now, hand in hand, I was still shaky from what had just happened — I lost my virginity to Nathan Prescott. The "it" boy of Blackwell.
"You ready to get in there?" Nathan asked as we stood outside the Blackwell Pool entrance.
"Yeah," I nodded.
"Don't feel pressured to do anything to do anything you don't want to do," He said. "And remember — you fucking belong to me. Not to any of these Blackwell bitches."
"Mhm," I nodded my head.
Holding my hand, he walked passed the girl with glasses signing people in. I guess it was his party, did he really have to sign in?
The music was loud, there were light flashing, and people swimming in the pool, "Wow," I said. "You really outdid yourself."
"Well it is the end of the world," He laughed. "And at least you won't be dying a virgin."
"Shut up Nathan," I rolled my eyes. "Don't make me push you into the pool."
"Don't you fucking dare," He laughed. "Let's go to VIP."
He grabbed my hand and walked me around the pool, heading towards a curtain labeled, "VIP" with a bouncer blocking the entrance.
He pushed past the bouncer holding my hand, inside were a bunch of people I didn't know, except for Amelie, Dana, Juliet, and Victoria.
"Hey Amelie!" I called.
"Converse Dakota?!" She shouted over the music. "I would've gave you a pair of heels!"
I laughed with her, "Converse suit me way better, I don't think I'd be able to walk in heels!"
"Who's this?" A girl asked walking over to us.

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𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬 | 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭
FanficDakota Diaz, the new girl from Seattle, that despite hearing rumors of Nathan Prescott pursues him and his violent ways anyways, believing he could be fixed. [word count: 13,000+]