Forever Young

Chapter 7

Its chapter seven!

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Dakota's POV

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"Everybody's staring..." his deep voice filled the awkward silence between us as the driver pulled up in front if the school.

I didnt say anything, i didnt know what to say. He was ashamed of his money, anyone could see that much. He wished he were normal. But he wasnt normal. He was extrodinary, but not only for his wealth and power, for his personality. I always loved that about him. How he was gentle and kind, but strong and independent when he needed to be.

"Hey at least we aren't late..."

He checked his watch, "Yeah actually we are..."

I sighed and stepped out of the car, glad once again for the fat band on my wrist to hide those certain scars... No one could ever know about those, not even Ash. 

I went straight to my locker. I didnt feel so great but dismissed it as my hangover. My neck was aching, must of been strained in the accident this morning. Man i was messed up, shouldve stayed home. ah well, i was already there so i may as well learn something, right?

More people starred at me as i walked into first period and took the seat directly in the front, the seat no one wants. I soon discovered why, the teacher spit, like alot. And he gave me extra glares for being late...

I looked back at emily a few times during class, she just gave me a sympathetic smile each time. Finally the bell rang and i couldnt get out of there fast enough. I hurried to the bathroom to make sure there werent any disgusting dots of spit on my face. nope, i was good, thankfully. i gripped the sink edges, suddenly overcome with a weird weakness, like i was having trouble standing. i shook my head and looked hard in the mirror. All of a sudden my face didnt look like my face. I thought of those scientists that say that if you saw yourself walking down the street you wouldnt recognize yourself. i thought it was insane when i first heard it. but right then it didnt seem all that improbable. 

"Dakota? Oh gosh, Dakota are you ok? you dont look so good." Emily.

"I dont feel so good, Emily."

"you wanna go home?"

"No, ill be fine, just need some food, i got a hangover" i heard my own voice come out choppy and weak and unfamiliar. i shook heasd, this was weird...

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'You sure youre ok? Em sounded really worried." Ash looked so cute when he was worried. His eyebrows were all scruched up and his eyes were big and round. 

"Im fine, Ashley."

"Ash"

"Ash, whatever. i prefer your real name."

"It's a girls name."

"no, its your name. And im pretty sure i didnt kiss a girl last night and like it. im not katy perry." i giggled at my own joke. i was hilarious. he apparently didnt get it because he just starred at me.

then he said, "Wow... youre so funny, Koty. and did you just you liked it?" a smirk light up his face while a frowned formed on mine.

"Did you just call me Koty? You havent called me that since we were little. i hated it."

"i know. And i hate ashley."

i sighed and starred at him, waiting for him to leave my apartment. I was starting to get annoyed.

"i swear im fine, Ashley. Now please leave."

"ok ok, im going." he walked out the door as i turned on the tv. i felt a smile spread across my face when i saw ANTM re-runs on. i watched a whole cycle, before my phone buzzed. it was from Holly. i absently wondered how shed gotten my number, but dismissed it as emily's doing. i opened the text and read: 

'blacklight party at my house at 10, free beer and paint!'

i was definately going. Stuff like that was always eventful, there was no way i was missing that party. i had felt better ever since lunch, but Emily had told Ashley and he had insisted on playing doctor. 

Around 8:45 emily texted me and ask if i was ok and if i would be feelinhg up to going to the party.

'oh im so there, em'

'em? i like it, see you there D ;)'