This Boy And The Depression That Comes With It

Chapter Six

This day is going by so slowly!

When I was in sixth period, all I could think about was Dakota. I mean, how could I concentrate on my school work when I could be thinking of him. Like, honestly. He's so nice and sweet. He makes me smile, and lately, that's been hard to do. When I talk to him, I can't help but smile and blush like crazy.

Blub. He got me feeling some type of way.

It's almost the end of sixth period and I keep wondering if Dakota is going to get here early or not. I hope he does. Otherwise, I have to wait until morning to see him again.

Yay! He's here!

He just casually walks into the classroom and the teacher doesn't even care. He opens the door and his eyes light up, when he sees me. Maybe he forgot I was in this class, or something. I don't know. But as soon as he saw me, he smiled.

His smile is so adorable. His smile makes me want to smile. Just seeing him smile, and knowing that I'm the reason for that smile, makes me so happy!

He came in and sat right next to me. Thankfully, the boy who usually sits next to me, wasn't here today. That's mean, but if he was here, Dakota couldn't have sat next to me..

He sat next to me and hugged me real tight. I love his hugs! They're so warm and comforting. He makes me feel safe; like nothing bad could ever happen when I'm with him.

The girl who sits diagonal from me is Dakotas friend, so the three of us sat there and talked until the bell rang.

When the bell did ring, I got up and started walking towards the door, to go to my next class. All of a sudden, I realized there was somebody following me.

It was Dakota.

He came up behind me and tried to scare me. What a loser! 

"I'm going to walk you to your next class.", he stated.

"But it's all the was across the campus. I have Spanish. You'll be late." I really don't want to get him into trouble, but it's sweet that he wants to walk me to class.

"Does it look like I care? Besides, I wasn't asking your permission. I'm walking my baby to class. I don't care if I'm late. This is the last time i get to see you, til morning. Now, lets go! I don't want you to be late."

The whole time we were walking to class, we were walking really fast, but really close to one another. I like it. He kept making gross jokes about his *ahem* peepee, and I couldn't help but laugh.

"My dick is so tiny, you have to use chopsticks to jack me off", he said, jokingly. "Oh my gosh! That's so nasty!" Then he started making slurping noises and pretended to be using chopsticks.. Yuckky!

When we get to my Spanish class, he said, "Don't I get a hug?"

I find it so adorable when guys say that, so I hugged him really tight and didn't want to let go, EVER! But, sadly, I had to let go and walk into the classroom.

"Goodbye, gorgeous. Get good grades.", he whispered to me.

"Get to class! You're gonna be late.", I said as I playfully punched his chest. He ignored what I told him and just stood at the door, looking in at me, smiling. 

He was still standing there when the late bell rang. "OH CRAP! BYE MARISSA!", he screamed as he ran back to class.

I told him he was going to be late..