Dakota's POV
"Koti! Wake up princess!" My dad yells from all the way downstairs. "I made breakfast!" He yells again.
"Okay dad! Be down in ten minutes!" I yell back. My dad makes breakfast for us whenever he's here. He works night shifts at some crappy place. He usually gets home by time I'm at school and I'm the one always making breakfast for my sister, Piper. She literally eats the same goddamn thing for breakfast every morning. Toaster Strudels. I roll my eyes at the thought and start to get ready for school. I put on my 21 Pilots sleeveless shirt, black leggings, black Converse, and I put on my red lipstick and black eyeliner. I comb my black with blonde tips hair out and leave it down. I put a beanie over it and grab my plain, black backpack.
After I'm done getting dressed, I make my way to the bathroom down the hall and quickly brush my teeth and splash my face with cold water to wake me up. Just as I'm about to change my tongue piercing out for a different ring I hear my dad. "Koti! Food's getting cold! Come down here now!" He yells.
"Dad! Wait! I'm not even that hungry. I'll just warm it up!" I yell back. I hear him sigh and roll my eyes. Damn, can't he wait? I put my red tongue ring in and run down stairs to see Piper eating and dad drinking coffee. I sit down at the table and greet them both. "Hey dad, hey Piper." My dad glares at me and sighs. "Koti, please get down here when I say so. "But dad! I was changing my tongue ring!" I whine. He grunts. "Why do you even have all those piercings. They don't look good on you." I pout and lift my eyebrow up. "Yes they do. I'm leaving. I'm not hungry." I grab my backpack and walk out the house.
I go in the garage and start up my motorcycle. I hop on and drive all the way to the school. It only takes 10 minutes to get there. I'm lucky because my motorcycle has a radio, so I sync it with my phone and play, Sunrise by Our Last Night. I sing along to the music until I get to the school's parking lot. I park my motorcycle and turn off the music. I walk into the school and see my best friend, Caroline, at my locker. "Hi Koti!" She exclaims. "Hey Cee. Wanna hit a blunt with me before first period starts?" I say. Caroline furrows her eyebrows together and looks at me. "You're joking right..." she say. "Nope. Not at all." I say sarcastically. She laughs and rolls her eyes. "You know I don't smoke. Yuck." She gags. "Whatever. Well, I'm gonna hit a blunt outside. Come if you need anything. Bye Cee." I say and kiss her cheek.
I walk out the the back of the school and light up my cigarette. I usually smoke with the rest of my group. Seth, Miya, Moon, Courtney, and Zayn. We talk for a while before the school bell rings for first period. I step on my cigar and walk in the way I came out. I grab my math book out of my locker since first period for me is math, and walk as slow as possible to the classroom. "Miss Jackson, you're late." Mr. Nickolas says. "Don't you think I know that?" I sneer. "Please take a seat Miss Jackson." He sighs. I walk over to my seat which is by Evan Holloway and slouch over in my seat. "Now class, we will be working on trigonometry and this time you will not be able to ask help to other students. Come to me for help." He says, emphasizing 'will not.' I bang my head on the desk while Mr. Nickolas passes out 10 page worksheets. I swear he's so extra. "Mr. Nickolas?" I say raising my hand. "Yes, Miss Jackson?" He says. "I don't know this bullshit." I say coldly. I see him clench his teeth together while saying, "Well that's too bad Miss Jackson." I flip him off and he gasps. "Detention Miss Jackson!" He says. "For what?!" I scream at him. "For using inappropriate language!" He says. "Go to hell bald man!" I yell at him while storming out of the classroom. I hear a few snickers coming from the classroom, but I don't care.
I make my way down to the principal's office. I stand over him while he's too busy eating a turkey sandwich. I tap on his desk and he looks up at me. "You again?" He sighs. "Yup." I simply say.
1 Hour Later
I make my way out of the principal's office and walk out of the school. When I'm heading to my motorcycle, I see Evan, Evan Holloway, the man of my dreams, starting up his black BMW. I'm tempted to talk to him, but I can't risk it. I sigh as I see him drive off. I get on my motorcycle and start playing Trapdoor by 21 Pilots. I speed my way over to the house and unlock the door. I sit at the kitchen table and wait for Piper to come home from school. She's 8 years old and goes to Adrian Skies Elementary which is five minutes away from the high school. My dad's girlfriend, Stephanie, takes Piper to school and picks her up so that I don't have to be late for school. Her school starts from 10:15 am till 5:15 pm. The high school starts from 6:00 am till 2:00 pm, but since my dumb ass teacher gave me a detention, I got home later than usual.
I really don't like Stephanie. It's almost as if my dad found a replacement for my mom. I know I should be happy for him, but I'm not and I wish Stephanie could go burn in a hole and die. She's trying to take away my family and she can honestly fuck off. I call Caroline to pass the time. "Hello?" She answers. "Give me the money or you're dead meat." I say in a serious tone. She laughs and speaks, "Shut up Koti. So what's up?" She asks. "Mr. dumbass got me a detention." I say, rolling my eyes at the thought of him. "Jesus Koti, what'd you do this time?" She replies. "It's not me!" I yell in the phone. "I told him I didn't understand the math and he gave me attitude so I gave him some back! I mean, you can't expect me to-" I get cut off by the door unlocking. "Listen Cee, I'll call you back. Bitch from hell just got back. Bye."
I hang up the phone and Stephanie comes in with Piper. Piper runs up to me and hugs me. "Hi Koti! I missed you!" I laugh. "I missed you too." I hug her tightly and then say, "Go to your room while I make you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich okay?" She nods her head and runs upstairs to her room and slams the door. I glare at Stephanie and ask, "Why are you still here?" She leans on the wall and shakes her head. "Because I can little girl." She sneers. Who the fuck does she think she talkin to? I'm not one of her friends. "Excuse me? Get out of my house!" I yell. "Actually, it's your dads house which is my boyfriend, so mind ya business bitch." Oh hell no. I take off my backpack and find my pocket knife. I flash it at her saying, "I said get the fuck out before I slice your throat." She just stands there. "You don't scare me. I know you wouldn't hurt me." I walk closer to her and point the knife at her throat. "Try me." I grit through my teeth, clenching my jaw. She glares at me before opening the door to walk out. A loud slam echoes through the house and I smile in relief. I make Piper's PB and J sandwich and call her down to eat it.
12:35 am
I'm in my room getting ready for bed, when I hear a loud slam from downstairs. It couldn't be dad...right? He works night shifts. My curiosity gets the better of me and I quietly walk down stairs to see my dad sprawled out on the couch. "Dad?" I say quietly, trying not to wake Parker up. "Shut up bitch!" He slurs at me. I run upstairs to get my pocket knife just in case he tries some shit with me since this is the first time he's came home drunk. I come back downstairs and he comes closer to me. "Get me a glass of water." I eye him. "Get it your own damn self and try not to wake Piper up." I head for the stairs when he pulls me back by my hair. I yelp and drop my knife. "So you're trying to kill me eh??!" He slurs at me. He punches me in the face and I pass out on the cold wooden floor.
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(Sorry this chapter isn't that long. My goal is to get to 3000 words. Next chapter will be better.)
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Dakota's Secret Love (DISCONTINUED)
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