Away From Home (Dalton Rapattoni Fanfic)

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Dalton’s POV

Me and Skylen had our first date last night. It was amazing. She acted like I wasn’t famous. I’m not famous but people, fans, treat me like I am. I don’t want them to though, I’m just your average 21 year old. Skylen treats me like that, well she treats me like an 18 year old but in her defence I do act like one.

I wanted to hang out with Skylen today and she told me she was home schooled. so I had a hunch she was home in the middle of the day on a Friday. And if she was doing school… what wrong with a little one hour break am I right? I got my keys and wallet drove to her house. 20 minutes later I was pulling into her driveway. I got out of my Camaro and walked up the few steps to her front door. I was about to knock on the auburn door when to my surprise Skylen opened it. How did she know I was coming? She jump back a little in surprise, maybe she didn’t know I was coming. “Oh my gosh Dalton you scared the crap out me!” she said while putting her right hand over her heart. “sorry i didn’t know you would open the door.” I replied feeling guilty for scaring her. “What are doing here?” she asked. Apparently she wasn’t as excited to see me i was so to see her. “I uh I wanted to hang out…” I said, my statement sounding more like a question than anything. “Have you ever heard of texting? How did you know I’d be home and not at like school or something?” maybe she forgot she told me she was home schooled. “You said you were home schooled” She looked at me with a sudden realisation that she did indeed tell me that. “Oh yeah I did say that didn’t I? Well I was about to go and look at some colleges here in Dallas or even Sunnyvale. you wanna tag along?” My eyes went wide. She’s going to college?? She’s 17, still in high school! “Colleges? Don’t you like have to graduate high school first before you go to college?” I asked very confused. She looked confused too “I mean I guess in Texas you do… OH MY GOSH I FORGOT TO TELL YOU NO WONDER YOU LOOK SO CONFUSED!” she yelled “yeah I’m still confused.” I state. “Yeah I graduated.” “WHAT!?!?!? How you’re 17?” “ yeah I graduated this may. And I did a semester of college too.” “are you a genius or something?” “What? No. I just have a small IQ of 160 so technically yes but it’s whatever.” I just spat out nonsense. I wasn’t able to say words. Skylen must have thought it was funny because she laughed. I don’t blame her I look like an idiot. “Haha! You look like me when I first met you in April.” “I mean-” she cut me off “anyway you comin or not?” she said as she got in her car. “I mean, sure.” “get in fan girl” I did as told and got in the passenger seat of her small SUV. which she told me the name was Clara.

Sklen’s POV

We got in my mom’s small SUV and I started driving. I introduced her to Dalton as Clara and he said something I hoped he would never find out about. “I thought you would have named her Spicy.” he said with a giggle. “Well i mean mom named he- why did you say spicy?” how in the world did he find out about spicy. I know i never talked about Spicy Rapattoni especial not to the Dalton Rapattoni. He laughed then finally answered the question I wanted to the answer to. “On your phone it says Spicy Rapattoni. Most people put their actual name in the contacts like you know Skylen Jones.” when did he open my phone? Oh right when he out his number in it a few days ago. I smiled at the thought of the plane. Right back to reality. “Haha it’s kinda a funny story.” I said hoping he wouldn’t ask but he did any way. “I like stories. Please do tell.” dang now I have to make this story not sound weird. “I was hanging out with a friend and it was like… I don’t know.. 3AM. And we were messing around and I drop into a split because what else are you gonna do at at 3AM? Anyway I think I lickd my hand for some stupid reason. my friend said I made a face that looks like I eat something really spicy. And I was like ‘that’s why they call me Spicy, Spicy Rapattoni’” he laughed and I could feel my cheek getting red. “I know it’s stupid you don’t have to laugh at me.” he continued to laugh and I just rolled my eyes and kept driving. “No… it’s… not … stupid.. It’s… hilarious!!!” he spat out between fits of laughter. “Can I call you spicy now?” he asked. “NO absolutely not! That name is reserved for Jessy only.” I started. “Fine I guess I’ll stick to Kid.” he said. “Dang straight!”

We pulled into the University of Taxes in Dallas. I told Dalton it was an open house type deal so we are going to run into upcoming freshmen that are about 18. And he might run into a few fans. He groaned and we got out of the car. We walked around a bit and it seemed like a pretty okay place to go. I was looking at my phone texting my mom telling her I’ll be home in 2 or 3 hours. I wasn’t paying attention to my surrounding and collided with another body. Dalton most have been looking down as well because he was no help in keeping out of people’s way. “I am so sorry!” me and the short, purple haired girl I ran onto said simultaneously. “No it’s my fault I should have been looking where I was going.” I apologized. “Really it’s fine.” she said. We stood up and she stuck out her hand and firmly stated “Hi I’m Ophelia Jackson. Pleasure to meet you! Besides the whole falling down part.” I awkwardly shook the overly excited teens hand “hi I’m Skylen. Nice to meet you too. You a freshman?” I asked. “Yep! Well up in coming. How about you?” “Same. psychology major?” “yeah. How did you know?” “I’m a psychic. And your shirt say ‘I can’t wait to be a kick-ass FBI agent.’” “Haha! I forgot I was wearing this shirt. What about you? What major you looking at?” “same actually.” We continued to talk for a bit till Ophelia had to leave then we exchanged numbers. Me and Dalton decided to head back as well. We started walking and then Dalton finally spoke. Thank goodness. “I honestly did not expect you to want to be psychology major.” he said. “Honestly, neither did I.” i responded and Dalton gave me a confused look. “I didn’t know what I was going to do but then Ophelia said she was psychology. I thought, well if I get to go to class with her for the next 4 years why not.” Dalton looked at me amazed then he finally spoke. “Well what do you want to do?” I looked at him and sighed, “Broadway.” I state. “I love acting and dancing and I can even carry a tune. Broadway is where I want to be.” Dalton stopped walking, took my hand in his, looked me in the eye and said “then be on Broadway. Why even go to college? In case you forgot, I used to be vocal cough, I can give you lessons if you want.” and smiled at his offer then continued to walk, we were almost to the car. “College is more for my mom. She said I have to have a degree in something practical so I can support myself.” “oh” that’s all he said. oh.