Oh, Dakota

15- Start Of Something Good

We started walking down the still-crowded hallway towards my first period class and I just assumed that his class was that way too- since he was obviously walking that way with me. “Okay then,” I muttered giddily.

He smiled down at me and tightened his hand around mine, so I returned the gesture, noticing a few people looking in our direction but not that many. “So how was your morning?” He wondered randomly.

“It was fine, I guess. Owen’s still being a little girl about this, though.”

“That’s okay,” Todd shrugged. “He’ll get used to it eventually, don’t you think?”

I nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I think so. Anyway, how was your morning then?”

“Boring,” He sighed. “I mean, until now of course, because you aren’t boring.”

I laughed at how adorably cheesy he was being and rested my head on his shoulder as we walked. “That’s adorable of you.”

“Duh,” He snorted teasingly as we stopped in front of my first period class and I took my books back out of his hands so that we could part ways for our separate classes.

The morning went by quickly and I couldn’t help but think that it was because of my amazing mood and amazing situation because I was just so happy and excited for lunch to come around so that I could see Todd again. And that made me sound so incredibly cheesy and stupid but I really couldn’t help it. I was going through that bubblegum stage of a relationship and, even though I hated it when my friends endured this time in a relationship, I couldn’t help but fall victim to it.

“Let’s go out for lunch,” Todd suggested as we got inside to the cafeteria but before we actually sat down at a table.

I nodded in agreement since it would be a hassle to decide if we should sit with my friends or his, and it would probably end up being mine, since it would be weird to sit with my brother there and still pouting about us being together and everything. “How about Tim Horton’s?”

Todd laughed and we turned, leaving the cafeteria again, which probably looked weird, to walk into the cafeteria and then right back out. He held my hand in his again, which was sweet, I thought, and we made our way towards the senior lot to his car. “You want donuts for lunch?”

I shrugged. “Do you have a problem with donuts?”

“No, but I have a problem with having donuts for lunch,” He rebutted with amusement as we drove away from the school.

“Fine,” I sighed dramatically. “You choose then.”

“How about Wendy’s?”

I agreed with another snarky comment about donuts sounding really good right now, he just laughed it off and we went to Wendy’s, which I was also okay with, because I really loved their Frostys. 

“So, what are you doing after practice tonight?” Todd asked me as we sat at our table in Wendy’s. There weren’t a lot of people there, but there were two other groups of seniors there for their lunch period and then an old couple and some business men, but because the place was surprisingly large, it seemed kind of empty.

“I’m studying with Braeden,” I sighed, chomping down on my salty fries.

Todd frowned in confusion. “Braeden? Why?”

“Because we’re doing a partner project in anatomy and we have to study before we actually do the project.” I informed him. “We’ve been dating for less than twenty-four hours and you’re already getting jealous?” I giggled teasingly.