A Day in My Life

Abandoned Playground

School came back... and with it the crushing reminder that I couldn't play soccer still, and didn't have my phone or laptop.

Evil Blake. Just cuz we talked about it doesn't mean I'm happy with it.

On the plus side though, I would see Chris again. I was really starting to miss him and it had only been a few days. Not being allowed to his house was a bummer, but he was busy with the kids anyways normally. I was starting to miss them too.

We arrived at school again and as I hopped out of the car Blake said "Dakota. Reminder; No soccer and no using anyone else's phone and no nothing. Be a good girl."

I got out and growled... I hated that term.

He laughed and drove away, leaving the other boys and I to walk into school. Chris was waiting by the front for me and when I caught sight of his gorgeousness I zipped away from my brothers and walked cheerily to him. When I reached him he pecked me on the lips sweetly and hugged me, enveloping me in his hoodie.
I looked up and we just stared at each other for a little smiling like freaks, but smiling like freaks together.

Until I was shoved from behind and pushed forward close to hitting my head on the wall behind him. He caught me just in time and I spun to see Dylan confidently strutting over to his group of friends, looking over his shoulder with that smirk.

I handed Chris my backpack and he sighed, holding it for me as I marched over.

"Excuuuuse me?" I said to Dylan's back.

He turned and Taylor waved over his shoulder but I stayed focused on my target.

"Well you got my attention now jerk what do you want?"  I asked with a snarl. If it wasn't an everyday thing with him....

Before Dylan could answer a hand was placed on my forehead and one on Dylan's chest, pushing us apart.

"Hey, hey, break it up everyone! Shows over!" Derek hollered to the world.

I smiled at him and jumped up, pushing my arms as far as I could around him in a hug.
He smiled and ruffled my hair which I ignored before saying "Aww, shorty...what's up?"

"What's up with you?" I asked, pulling away and beaming.

"Well I had to punch a kid for spitting on my shoe by accident and... yeah that was my morning." Derek said.

Everyone around us including Dylan laughed but I just narrowed my eyes angrily at him.

"Did you really hit the guy?" I asked madly.

"Well... yeah. Spit. On my shoe." He said gesturing to his black Vans.

I looked at him madly and he seemed a little sheepish.

"Maybe I'll say sorry later or something." He suggested, asking me almost with the time of his voice.

"Good idea!" I said smiling with a nod. I waved bye to him and Taylor and shot Dylan one more glare before going back to Chris. I would make Derek a good human being yet.

Chris handed me my backpack and said "Well, well! Didja win?"

I laughed loudly, throwing my head back and said "Well of course." With a playful smile.

He laughed too and we walked to class before splitting apart at the door.

The classes dragged along and I felt pathetically bored without being able to text under the table or pop in headphones when I got bored. Realizing this, it was a miracle I managed to get such good grades...