Dakota's pov
The whole ride to his house was silent. I didn't want to disturb his thoughts, he seemed as though he was having alot of them. I sat there and thought to myself as well when he wasn't giving me the directions to his house. I wondered if he likes it here, if he likes the people at school, if he likes me...I then mentally slapped myself once again. How many times must I say it. You don't like him and he doesn't like you. At that moment I pulled into his driveway.
I was about to turn to him and say good night when he turned to me first,"Thank you for showing me around. I really enjoyed,"I could see a soft pink color shade over his cheeks,"Spending time with you." I was about to respond when he leaned in and his sweet lips pressed against my cheek. I was instantly surprised and alittle bit happy at the same moment. (I will be mentally slapping my self for that later) My face grew warm and red when he closed the door and left. I starred after him wondering, Did that just happen...I know he didn't do that because he wants to just be friends. I sat there for a few more moments then pulled out of his driveway.
All the way home I thought about what happened. I smiled then mentally slapped myself over and over until I got home. I can't think like this. I went up to my room right when I entered my house. I sat there and stared up at the ceiling for what felt like hours and hours until I fell asleep.
~the next morning~
When I woke up I immediately recalled the events from yesterday. That didn't happen...Did it? I can't like someone I just meet especially considering it's a guy! But I might as well just face the facts. I like the new kid...and he likes me back.