The Summer that changed my life forever...

(you really do. you're one of the few C.C.er's who posts as fast as me - if not faster)

Dakota: I rung up some people over the next hour, but mostly doodled. All over, on almost anything. First my hands, and then other random crap on the counter. Once I drew a heart with BB in side, but quickly scribbled it out. Was I turning into a girly girl?! NOOOO.

(bwahahaha. It's how I get through boring homework now.)

(awwww cuteeeee.)

Brok: I kept glancing up at Dakota from time to time. Was I getting obsessive? No. She was just a fan girl that wasn't crazy. That didn't mean anything, right?

(LOL xD that's what I do...except I forget to do the hw because I ge so distracted)

(hehe )

Dakota: FINALLY it was four. I went over to Brok's corner and grinned. "/Now/ I'm free."

(this is fun xD. haha mine's not due for a while I'm just starting it.)

Brok: I looked up, in the middle of a song. "Sweet," I said. "Give me a second."

(I'm on spring break, so I don't have any!
And C.Cing IS fun!...except if I ever told my friends that I did it, then they'd probably call me weird...)

Dakota: "Kay." I leaned against the wall, examining my sharpified - fingernails.

(ughhhhhh. lucky you... haha same here. I even C.C. with my own charries. Now that's odd.)

Brok: I finished up the song and tucked my iPod away. "Alright. So, where to?"

(When's your spring break? Lol, C.C.ing was originally meant for peoples' own charries, but I hardly use mine anymore. Mostly because they'd develop so much in a C.C. that I wouldn't know what to do with them in the real book anymore! I sometimes do roleplay sites too, but mostly this. )

Dakota: "Uh, I dunno, you tell me."

(dude, mine was middle of march. ugh. haha yeah see? yeah, I'm developing people I plan to use later. Brok is a fun one, haha.)

Brok: I groaned. "I haven't thought of anything!"

(you already had yours?! WOW. Does Brok have a book? Yeah he is fun, I like him. :3)

Dakota: "I guess I'll just have to find another guy to...go on a date with." I said the word date just to see how he'd react. I wasn't the kind of person to beat around the bush, I was pretty blunt.

(yeah. and yes, he will have a book. I'm writing his twin's, Trey's, right now.)

Brok: I raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What if I already claimed you as my date? I feel sorry for the other sucker."

(He has a twin? O.o what's his book going to be about?)

Dakota: I shrugged. "What if I decided that I don't want to be more than your friend?" that, I also threw in just to see what happened.

(I'll explain when I have more time. I need to get off now.)

Brok: I shrugged. "That's cool too. I got the impression you might want to be more than friends, though."

(aw bye )

Dakota: "You got the right impression." I smirked. "Anyway...hmm what we should do, what we should do...we could..." I tried to think of something.

Sawyer: I bent down to tie my hiking boot, waiting for Austin to get there.

(Oh, so Trey's story is him going to act in a movie because Kent needs him and he ends up having to work with a girl who forced him to be in bed with her, and she happens to be Brok's ex. It's fun stuff.)

Brok: I grinned. "I'm really good at this first impression thing." I paused. "You could come visit the Fanta Center if you'd like."

(OMG I want to read this. xD and yay, you're back!)

(what's the Fanta center? Is that like...a place where they perform?)

(OMG I wanna finish it x_x. Yeah, I had lots of fun )

(Yes. It's a play on Pepsi Center in Colorado.)

(lol, how many words do you have?)
(OH got it)

Dakota: My face lit up. "Really?"

(umm only about 12K D:)

Brok: I nodded. "Yeah. Might as well. So, you're coming?"

(mehhh write more!! >)

Dakota: I was about to say something super excited like 'heck yes!' but then I'd seem like a fangirl to him. "Uhm, yeah."

(Gosh! Okay, I will when my other characters decide to behave. You haven't met them yet, I don't think.)

Brok: I laughed. "If you're trying to not sound excited, you're doing a horrible job."

(gah that face messed up, it was supposed to be angry not sad )

Dakota: "Shut up!" I mumbled.

(haha I suspected that.)

Brok: I laughed. "It's fine. It's cute. Alright, let's go."

Dakota: "Hang on a sec," I told him, then went to the counter and scrawled in my hours and signed. That was how I'd be sure to get my pay. I walked back to him. "Okay, /now/ we can go."

Brok: I nodded. "Alright, go we shall. When is your bed time, little girl?"