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Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Dakota's Point of View

I was still standing alone in the parking lot. I didn't expect him to actually leave me here. I looked around me. I must've looked incredibly dumb to whoever was bystanding.

"Dakota!" I heard someone call.

I turned around and there stood Max, the girl that Nathan had such a strong hatred for.

I walked over to her, "Max?"

"Hey, I noticed you've been hanging out with Nathan. I think you should just be careful. I know we don't know each other but, he's not all that great."

"He's got some issues but, he's working on them," I said putting my hands in my pockets.

"No, Dakota, you don't understand," Max started. "He's a serial doser."

"Serial doser?" I asked.

"He just.. drugs girls, I don't know why but I'm getting to the bottom of it," Max said. "Has he ever been violent towards you?"

Now that I was thinking, he's been more violent than he's ever been kind to me. Was Max onto something? Was I getting myself into deep trouble with this boy?

"Dakota?" She asked again.

"Sorry, um, I don't know," I said fidgeting with my hands.

"It's okay to be afraid," Max said grabbing my hands. "Chloe and I can help you."

She looked over to a girl with blue hair who was standing against an RV, she waved to us.

"I should get going," I said. "Thanks for the warning though."

"Just please let me know if you can talk about him," She said. "It would help us out a lot. And Kate Marsh."

I nodded my head, "Sure."

I put my hands in my pockets and turned around, walking away from them and the diner.

It took me a while to walk back to campus, but finally I made it. As I walked around I noticed dead birds all over the grass. First snow, then an eclipse, and now dead birds? Maybe the world is actually coming to an end after all.

I sighed and continued walking to my dorm, when I opened it, Nathan was sitting on my bed.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked him.

"I get why you're upset with me," He said.

"Mhm," I nodded. "Go on."

"And I'm sorry."

"And how are we gonna fix this problem?" I asked shutting the door behind me and sat next to him on my bed.

"I'm gonna be.." He trailed off. He seemed confused and scared. I could tell he wasn't used to being this sweet. "More upfront."

"About what?" I asked him, staring at him.

He would look at me, he kept his eyes straight ahead, focusing on the wall, "My.. feelings..?" He let out a deep sigh, "I don't how to do this."

"I get it," I said putting a hand on his shoulder. "Let's just put this behind us. Okay?"

He nodded his head, "Please Seattle."

Hearing him call me Seattle actually made me smile.

"Let's just stay here," I said quietly.

I lied back in my bed, scooting to the edge, making room for him.

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