Someone Like You

Someone Like You {17}

Caleb and I finally managed to get out of the school and headed for the resteraunt.

"I feel guilty. Sneaking out of school, like this. Just for a date." I said, nervously as Caleb drove.

"Don't worry. We'll be fine." he said, holding my hand and gripping it tightly.

"How can you be so calm about this? We could get in serious trouble. Oh no..." I said, starting to panicking.

"We won't. Relax." he said. We got to the resteraunt and Caleb parked the car.

"You ok?" he asks me.

"Yeah. I'm ok. We eat, get back to the Academy, get in trouble and probably be suspended. Or maybe get expelled. It's gonna be a great night!" I said, sarcastically.

"We. Will. Be. Fine." he said, getting out.

"Yeah right." I mummbled as I got out of the car. We got inside and a waitress leads us to our table. We sat down, ordered, and talked.

"You still nervous?" he asks.

"Yeah..." I said, nodding. "I feel like a turd."

"You get nervous alot. Just chill and enjoy the night." he said, as the waitress came back with our food.

"Anything else?" asks the waitress.

"Nope. We're fine. Thanks." said Caleb.

"Enjoy." says the waiteress, flashing a smile at Caleb. I just rolled my eyes and started eating the food. She walks away like a model on a runway as I stared at Caleb.

"What?" he asks.

"I bet she was flirting with you." I said.

"The waitress? She wasn't. She just brought our food, asked us if we'd like anything else, and walks away. How is that flirting?" he said.

"She was smiling at you. She didn't even look at me at all. And when she was walking away, she was walking like some kinda of diva or a model. She was just showing off to impress you." I said, crossing my arms.

"No she wasn't. Wait a minute. You're still mad for sneaking out of the school and jealous of that waitress." he said.

"I am mad but I wasn't jealous! Gawd!" I shouted, making everyone stare at me.

"Dakota, what's the matter with you?" says Caleb, standing up.

"What's the matter with me?! Ugh! I can't believe it!" I shouted, standing up. I walked away from the table as tears started to form in my eyes.

"Dakota..." said Caleb dropping off some money on the table and walks after me. I stopped at the door and faced Caleb.

"Take me back to the school now." I said, crossing my arms. He sighs and takes out his car keys. We walked to the car and got in. He took us back to the Academy and got inside of the school. As I was about to walk to my dorm, someone stops me.

"Where do you think you're going?" asks someone, behind me. I turned around and saw the Dean, looking at me and Caleb furiously.

"Mr. Holt. We were about to head to our rooms, sir." said Caleb.

"If you two were heading back to your rooms then where were you before? I saw you two in a car, driving off and coming back here." says Mr. Holt.

"We were, um...You know. Out." says Caleb.

"Very funny, Mr. Caleb Delacroix. Anyway, let's continue this conversation in my office, shall we?" says Mr. Holt. We both nodded and followed him to his office.

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When we got to this office, we sat down in the seats in front of his desk.

"So, where were you two before you came in the school at exactly 8pm?" asks the Dean, Mr. Holt.

"We were...at a resteraunt. We were kinda on a date. We're really sorry. It's all my fault." I said.

"Oh really? Then all of this is your fault, Miss Dakota Ribbons? Very well. You must be punished----"

"Wait, it's all my fault. Not hers. I made reservations to this resteraunt and pushed her into this. I made her sneak out with me. It's all my fault. I should be punished not Dakota." said Caleb.

"Is this true, Miss Ribbons? It's Mr. Delacroix's fault? Not yours?" asks Mr. Holt.

"Um...well." I started. I looked at Caleb then back at Mr. Holt. I looked down and replied, "No. It's mine." Caleb stares at me wide eyed as Mr. Holt sat in front of his desk, scribbling something down on a paper.

"Very well then, Miss Ribbons. You are forbidden to leave your room for 2 weeks. That means no friends are aloud to visit you except for your roommate. Is that clear?" says Mr. Holt.

"Yes." I said, quietly.

"All right. You two are free to go. You may return to your room now." he says, looking at us.

We got up and left the office.

"What were you thinking? You know it's all my fault!" says Caleb.

"I know. But I had to tell him that it's my fault. I deserve to be punished." I said.

"No you don't. Dakota." he said.

"Yes I do." I said.

"What about class, food, and me?" he asks.

"I'll have to miss class for 2 weeks and Holly can tell me what I missed. I'll order food so that's not a problem. And for you...I don't know." I said.

"What do you mean 'you don't know'?" he said.

"I want us to be together still. I was stupid at the resteraunt, yelling at you. I'm sorry." I said.

"I'm sorry too." he said, hugging me.

"We should go before Mr. Holt notices that we're still out in the hallway." I said, hugging back.

"Ok. G'night." he said, pulling away.

"Night." I said as I walked towards my dorm.