Dakota Chapter 1

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fan Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: February 18, 2013

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Submitted: February 18, 2013



The pain in my heart disappeared. A long broken hole has been healed. You kissed me. My tears vanished and everything around me was colorful. The garden flowers had grown, and the same with my heart. What I had feared left as fast as it came. But after the kiss you walked away without another look. I reached out my now weak arm but you didn't hold it, it fell and hit my leg and I cried. You heard me but ignored it and kept walking. What does this mean for our relationship?

That was the past. I was small and scared. You were the only thing that I trusted, but now I am happy, and I don't trust anyone. Only myself. Life was great, without trusting or beliving anyone I could do whatever I wanted without being told off, and if I was I would ignore them. Ok, most of this is true, just the part about doing what I want is fake. I still have to listen to what people tell me to do. It's annoying but if I don't then I will...uh...nothing.

Great. I have been doing everything people tell me to do for no reason! Damn. Just wasted half of my life on some stupid rules and bets. I will live my life how I want to from now on. I don't care if people say I am rude, or sweet or anything, I will just keep doing what I am doing. If it's yelling or if it's crying, I will just keep doing what I'm doing.

"Dakota get down here now! Your homework is not yet done and it is due today! Hurry up and finish it." Mum called.

I ignored her, put my earphones in and turned up the music loud. I had decided that I wasn't going to school that day. I am going to party, play, text and do whatever I feel like it all day! That's what's great about doing what I want. But the problem was, parents and teachers didn't agree with what I wanted to do. They would put me on detention or ground me and not go.

Mum stomped up the hall. She slammed my bedroom door when she entered, but I acted like I didn't hear a thing. She trotted beside and crossed her arms. Again I ignored. Then she ripped out my earphones.

"Excuse me!? I was listening to that." I shouted.

I pulled my earphones back.

"No, you're finishing your homework, NOW!"

"Really? I don't think I am. I think I'm talking to you. Not doing my homework..."

"Don't be a smart alec. Get your butt into the kitchen and do your homework."

"Why should I? If you have the right to tell me what to do, I should have the right to tell YOU what to do."

"It doesn't work like that."

"And why not?"

"Because I am the adult."

"Age is but a number."


"I'm staying home today, k?"

"No not 'k' you're going to school."

Too late. I had already put my earphones back in and was ignoring her. She marched out of the room and slammed the door again. What's with her? I never act like that when she tells me what to do.

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