Enemies With Benefits / A Doah Story (ON HOLD)

Chapter Sixteen - Teachers Orders

Continuation from chapter fifteen

Dixie's POV

I'm sitting in my room, staring at the ceiling. Holy shit what a day! I danced my last dance recital, argued with Noah Beck, and got into a weird/good situation with Noah Beck. Too much Noah for one day. Although I want more. I want to know more about him, and just talk to him the way we talk. Not fighting or anything, but talking and getting to know each other. Which is odd, we barely know each other. Can we really feel the way we feel about each other? Or is it just him still trying to get with me? I'll never know I guess. He could be with a girl right now, and I wouldn't know that is probably what's going on.

I sit up reaching for my phone. I did say we would talk later, but what if he is with a girl? Then he wouldn't answer or he could just lie. It's easy to lie over a screen. I pull back, why am I already acting like this. Jealous and worried. I don't even know what we are! I think we're in the talking stage of a relationship, but I could be way off. I lay back down groaning about my life troubles. I'm never going to get any sleep tonight. Realizing that I get up looking for my school stuff, I don't have any. I didn't bring it home, since there was nothing to bring home. I'll go for a run. That might make me tired. Changing into sweatpants, and an old practice shirt for baseball, which is Nick's I stole it. Then I tie my shoes once they are on my feet and I head out. Just as I'm walking out Addison and Amelie are walking in.

"Now you have to keep it on the down-low okay!" Addison says to Amelie, but I don't know what she is talking about. "Noah doesn't want anyone knowing." She adds, and then they see me. "Although I guess people like her who would never catch his attention can know if they must." She smiles at me, and my stomach goes through multiple flips and turns.

"I wouldn't want to be with him anyway," I say, and move around them. I went outside in the cold night air felt nice on my now heated face and angry tension. I knew it. Noah was with Addison! Of all the girls he could've been with he was with her. God, of course, since I wasn't giving him what he wanted he had to go somewhere else to get it. I start just walking, not wanting to run right away. Now I'm wide awake, and there is no chance of sleep tonight. As I run by the girl's dorms, I notice a boy, Nick, leaving the dorm Madison is in. It's past midnight, what's he doing there? "Nick?" I ask, and I stop my jog, he looks up at me, and he has the oh shit look.

"Hey ... Dixie." He smiles confusedly. "Whatcha doing out here running at night?" He asks, walking up the sidewalk to me. I cross my arms, really he is asking me what I'm doing out here this late at night? I'm running, I guess he wants to know why.

"I couldn't sleep... trying to make myself tired," I say, ending that part of the conversation. I'm happy I don't sound mad either, cause he would ask what's wrong and I can't and won't tell him. "What are you doing?" I point towards the girl dorm behind him, he looks back at it and shrugs.

"Madison... running play lines." He sighs, holding up his playbook. I look at him and the book, not comprehending.

"So you were running play lines... at 1:42 A.M, with someone you don't even like?" I try to understand the logic behind this.

"Couldn't sleep either. I would've got ahold of you if I knew you're still awake. I didn't want to wake you or bother you. Madison asked me at school too, if I would run lines with her. She wanted to know the play. I don't know she is weird" He says, shivering from the cold. "Do you want a ride to your dorm?" He asks me.

"No... I'm gonna go to the barn and back" I sigh, rubbing my hands together. It is cold. "See you tomorrow?" He nods, and then we go our separate ways. I still don't understand why he would run lines with her, and why she wanted to know the play. I'll have to ask Madison tomorrow. Getting back into my jog/run thing I'm doing, I press play on my iPod and turn up the volume. Back to my situation.