Piercing My Heart

Chapter 1: Meeting

*Dakota's POV*

All I was doing was minding own buisness at one of the back tables at lunch. I had my earphone in my right ear facing away from everyone else. Thanks to my hair being long, you couldn't even see my earphone.

I had Alone by Sleeping With SIrens blasting into my ear and I wasn't in the mood to be disturbed.

Could you check my pulse for me

To see if I'm alive

Cuz every time that I am near you

Is the only time I feel alright

If there were any way

I could think to turn back time

I'd stay here with you

Sometimes I sit and wonder

Sometimes I feel like letting go

All I know is no one should have to be alone

I don't want to be alone

I don't want to die alone

I could fall apart here and now

I don't want to die alone... -SWS

As soon as I started to get into the music and start losing my focus on the rest of the world a boy came over to my table. Why the hell would he do that? He was popular and I... Well I wasn't...

"You like Sleeping With Sirens huh?" he asked referring to the red SWS shirt I was wearing.

"Yes.... Wait why are you over here? Gonna pick on me? If that's the case you should know that won't work on me." I said contempt.

He shrugged, "Why would I do that?" he smiled innocently.

I crossed my arms, "Because you're one of 'them'"

He sighed and shrugged again and went and sat with the popular guys.

I resumed listening to Kellin's amazing voice and waited silently until the bell for 5th period rang.

*Sutton's POV*

I was just trying to be nice... I guess some people don't take that so well.

I went back to my table with my friends.

"Dude, why did you go talk to her?" Drake asked.

I shrugged my shoulders, "Just trying to be nice..."

"Well that emo freak is not the person to be nice to! He retorted.

"You're just saying that because she told you off last year and called you a Pop-and-Jock Diva!" Ryan said while laughing.

I laughed as well, 'Did she really call him that?' I thought. Ryan snapped me out of my thoughts when he slapped my back making me almost choke on my food. "So you're both trying to befriend the emo girl eh?" Drake said and rolled his eyes. We continued talking til the bell rang, declaring that lunch was over and it was time for me to go to math.

*Dakota's POV*

Bleh, math class... I would skip, but we have a substitute, so I can slack off anyway. I went to take my normal seat in the back of the classroom. That's when that kid from lunch came and sat next to me.

I scooted my desk away from him, but he just got closer. He was getting on my last nerve and I was so close to slitting his throat.

"So you hate me just because I'm one of 'them' eh?"

"Well..~ yes."

"Oh so you're a 'judge-a-book-by-its-cover' ind of person huh?"

"No. I'm not saying I am an honest person about everything. I'm just telling the truth about what you are or what you'll soon become." I argued.

"Ah I see..... I never caught your name..." he went on expecting me to tell him.

"And you expect me to tell you why...?" I said in a 'duh' tone. That's when the sub teacher was calling roll and he got to my name. I groaned "here". "Well I guess I didn't have a choice about telling you did I?"

"Ah~ so you're Dakota... Hi I'm Sutton, Sutton Bryant."

Class started and I put in my earphone secretly and fell asleep on my desk. I guess I didn't awake to the bell...

"Wake up sleepy-head!" Sutton was hovering over me shaking my arm.

"What the hell?" I said in a hazy tone. I grabbed my head covering my face. I slowy massaged my head. I winced. "I have a spliting headache.."

I started walking out of the classroom and Sutton followed after me. "Need me to take you home? I have a car..."

"No... I don't want you to burden me and I don't want to be a burden to you" I said and continued walking.

"No... really it's fine." Sutton said catching up with me.

I started getting really dizzy and i crashed into him.

"Where do you live, you need to go home!" Sutton yelled. I shook my head while trying to get my head in the right place and fell on him again. He was still yelling at me and I finally gave in.

I gave him my address and he drove me home. I got out of the car and started walking up to my porch. I saw his reaction to my house. It was basically a mansion, he probably thought i was poor and lived in a beat down house in a broken down neighborhood. "Thanks I guess..."

Maybe the neighborhood I lived in wasn't broken... But I sure was...