This Boy And The Depression That Comes With It

Chapter Seven

As the week went by, I hardly saw Dakota, except for in the mornings. For some reason, he hasn't been showing up to his seventh period early.. Oh well.

Every morning, this week, we've been standing together; talking, walking, flirting. You know, same things as usual. But, lately, I feel like we're growing apart. We don't talk or text as much as we used to and I'm starting to get worried.

Whatever.. It's probably nothing.

It's Friday, and after today, there's no school for a week. I love spring break!

Well, i'm on my way to meet Dakota in the front of the school. As I'm walking towards him, he's smiling like an idiot. 

"Dweeb.", I called him.

He didn't say anything, and before I could get close enough to hug him, he snatches my bookbag and runs. Great.. It is way too early for this, but I'll play along, for his sake.

I chase him all the way around the schools library, and when I get to the back of the building, I turn the bend and run right into him. He doesn't have my bag in hand.. What is he up to?

"Ow..", I complained. When I ran into him, I hit my head on his chin.

"Aw.. I'm sorry, gorgeous. Here. Let me make it better." He trailed off and kissed my forehead where there was now a red mark. "MWAH!", he yelled as he pulled away from my forehead and went in to hug me. 

His hugs are so tight and so warm. I feel so comfortable around him. I like this. I don't want these moments to ever end.

Just then, he interupted my thoughts. He released from our embrace, looked me in the eyes, and kissed me. Not just a regular 'ol peck either. Nuh-uh! This was more than that. His lips met mine and it was the most passionate moment in my life.

When he pulls away, he smirks and looks me in the eyes. I just stand there, motionless, with a shocked expression on my face. Woah!

LATER THAT DAY:

All of first period, I couldn't get this dumbfounded look off my face. I wasn't paying any attention in class, and I got yelled at for blanking out, several times, by my teacher. All I could think of was Dakota, and that kiss..........

When I walked into my second period, I told my friend, Mandy, what happened this morning. 

"So, I've been talking to this guy, and I really like him and this morning, he kissed me!", I told her, very enthusiastically.

"What's his name?"

"Dakota."

Then, she got this blank, sympathetic look on her face and said "...Martinez?"

Okay. Now i'm worried. "Yeah........ Why?"

Then she said it.... "Marissa... I hate to be the one to tell you this.. You are so sweet and so innocent and I am so sorry.." She took a deep breathe, and continued. "Marissa, He's talking to other girls...."

"WHAT!? NO! I-I- I don't believe you! You're lying!", I screamed, as tears began to fill my eyes, bringing all the attention in the room to us. oops..

"Hun, He tried talking to me last week.... I thought he was really sweet, but I didn't like him like that, so I told him I was already talking to somebody. Now, I'm kinda glad I didn't fall for him... Marissa, I'm sorry.. I wish I was lying, but I'm not. He's talking to somebody else too... Brittany, I think her name is."

"No........" I whispered and ran out the class, tears now flowing out my eyes.

I knew I'd get in trouble for running out, later, but right now, I didn't care. I just wanted to get out of there and go some place secluded. I just need to be alone..