Project Eclipse: Light

Chapter 1: A Dream Isn't only what's Dreamt

Opening
"Dark, it is when light retreats,
Cold, it is when the sun dies,
Wet, it becomes when the tides rise,
Alone, you become when you're out of time."

"Dakota! Hurry up you're going to make me late!" A women dressed in a tight business suit yells up a flight of stairs with enough force to collapse the house. The women had a slim figure with hair that flowed down to the base of her neck. She used a hair clip to keep her hair pulled to the right side as her bang fell over her left eye. "Yeah yeah I'm coming! What's so important about this meeting anyway?" Dakota responded as if annoyed. He had been up all of the previous night playing video games and hacking his younger sisters laptop in search of ammunition for the argument he foresaw coming. "Actually I don't think, never mind" Dakota mumbled under his breath as he descends the stairs.

Dakota one straps his backpack over his unzipped violet parka that extended pass his knees. He always wore his black tattered skinny jeans and his favorite checkered patterned combat boots. His shirts were always plaid button ups that never were all the way buttoned. He wore a necklace that had a black crystal pendant on it at all times. He reaches the bottom of the stairs sluggishly and asks " So where's Rose?" With slight irritation reaffirmed himself with the thought ( I swear if she's rushing me like this and hasn't even woken her up yet I'm going to raise hell.) the lady looks him in the eyes rather coldly. " You're sister is gone already. She got up and left early with some friends. Why can't you be more responsible like your sister?" Dakota looked shocked at the sudden attack that was directed at him but he quickly retaliated. "Well, if I were there'd be no need for you now would there? I don't want to put you out on the streets right? I mean the only reason you're here and able to work the way you do is because I'm so irresponsible." He said sarcastically with a chuckle. "I suggest we leave immediately, don't want to be late now do we?" He said as he smirked and walked past her tapping her ass before walking out of the door.

The lady frozen in shock began to get flustered after realizing he touched her ass. Her face turns bright red as mumbles to herself " Damn, Kota why can't your personality be as cute as you. Always trying to best me I'll show you." She turns a storms out of the house. Dakota has already started her car and is ready to leave. " Come on or you're going to be late for your conference weirdo." Dakota yells across the yard while holding up a cup of coffee for her. She smiles and runs to the car thinking Why is he like this.

The car ride to school was silent. Dakota put his headphones that were the drawstrings to his parka in. They arrive at the school within 15 minutes and Dakota steps out of the car. " Call me when you guys get out and let me know if you need a ride." The women calls before pulling off faster than she had arrived. He shakes his head before walking onto campus.

Odyssey University was far too large for his tastes. The moment he steps through the gates he is engulfed in a massive crowd. That is just before he hears a loud shriek. " Oh my god!! Look it's Dakota!!!" A random girl screams to her friend. He instantly becomes annoyed. She's right next to you why do you have to scream like that. Dakota thought to himself as he closed his eyes trying not to be noticed. Within a matter of seconds after the shriek the crowd parts and females stand on either side excited to talk see him. The male in the area grunt and groan as he passes through " Yo what's his deal?" a random guy from the crowd says to another. "I dunno man." The voices from the crowd continue. " What so special about him anyway..." another whispering voice cuts in." Maybe he's got like some secret. Like lucky underwear er something." one of the whisperers gets angry " Whatever, I'm way cooler than he is anyway." the guys made sure to stay quiet to avoid the girls hearing them and causing a scene.

Dakota makes it to the west wing of the school and begins to enter his classroom as he hears the professor call his name for attendance. "Dakota Isaragi Primrose?" the Professor looks to his desk and does not see him there. Dakota pauses at the door as a Pulsing migraine spread from his right eye to the back of his head and fades away at the sound of the name. As he continues walking to his desk raising a quick hand with slight confusion. "Here...Sadly." He takes his seat as the Professor begins to pesture him. " Mr. Primrose..." Dakota leans back in his chair as the piercing sensation struck the same area again before sighing as he cut him off. " Mr. Primrose has been dead for five years now, let the man rest." His dry attitude annoys the Professor as he takes a deep breath before responding. " Dakota Primrose you are cutting it..." Dakota proceeds to cut him off maintaining his dry attitude. " Dakota Primrose is not here at the moment please leave a message after the fuck off, thank you... fuck off " He mimics his actual voicemail box. " You're cutting it close Everyday!" The Professor speeds through his words to avoid being being cut off again. " I'm sorry... your message could not delivered, not like he'll listen to it anyway... goodbye." Dakota adjust himself at his desk without opening his eyes.