The Summer that changed my life forever...

Dakota: I kissed him back before giving him a nudge towards the stage."Good luck!"

Brok: I smiled and headed up on stage.

(skip ahead?)

(you fast replier, you xD)

(and yes)

Dakota: As they finished up the second-to-last song I went back to where Brok had told me to come.

(oh yesh.)
(whoot.)
(eep brokkoly's name is spelled wrong.)

Brok: I smiled as we finished up the last song, then grabbed the microphone from Shane. "Dakota, are you backstage? Come out if you are."

(are you gone all ready D:)
(and whoops >_>)

Dakota: Oh aijfeoajfeoaiwjf was he really doing this? I forced a smile and walked out on stage, keeping my eyes trained on the ground so I wouldn't have to look at all the faces in the crowd -- they'd scare me.

(haha)

Brok: I put my arm around Dakota. "This is my girlfriend," I announced. "What do you guys think?"

(hee hee wanna help me with the crowd's reaction? oh brokkoly.)

Dakota: I'm going to kill him I'm going to kill him I'm going to kill him

The crowd screams, some of the girls in an upset way because now Brok isn't single and free for them to dream about marrying someday. Some of them start to chant kiss, kiss, kiss.

(lol xD)

(tee hee.)

Brok: "Let's kiss?" I asked, turning to her, grinning. Wow, she looked annoyed. But hey, at least no one could throw themselves at me now.

Dakota: I went up on my toes to kiss him, trying to keep the annoyance off my face. I'd told him no way to coming on stage...so of course he made me.

The crowd cheered louder when they kissed.

Brok: I grinned. "Alright, honey. I'll see you later. We have one more song," I said, grinning at her. She was so beautiful, even when she was pissed.

(aww Brok is so cute)

Dakota: I wanted to slap him, but instead turned and walked off stage, scowling to myself the minute I got off. He was soo in trouble.

(Brokkoly <3. I'm actually almost halfway with Trey's story finally.)

Brok: We sang the last song. Dakota was going to murder me later. But it was worth it. At least I wouldn't get attacked by girls I wasn't dating now, right?

(NO FINISHING BROK'S)

Dakota: I leaned against a wall off stage and waited for them to finish up. Then, of course, they'd probably do fan meeting stuff...wasn't that how concerts worked? I sighed.

(I never started Brok's! . Remember, I'm going to delay as long as I can.)
(BTW thanks for changing the site name, I can get on here now whenevs )

Brok: When we finished, I ran backstage and looked for Dakota. "KOTA!" I yelled. "Come out come out come out wherever you are! I have a big fat hug here with your name on it!"

(Which means for all of eternity, right? :3)
(THEN YOU SHOULD START BEING MORE ACTIVE!...please?)

Dakota: "A fat hug sounds disgusting," I muttered, finding and glaring at him, even if I wasn't really that mad. "I can't believe you did that!"

(ahaha we'll see. Fiona's being super annoying.)
(I'm trying . Problem is...I has a life. x_x)

(haha love Dakota <3)

Brok: "Did what?" I asked, wrapping my arms around her. "I missed you while we were performing. What did I do that was so bad?"

(too bad. Nobody cares about Fiona.)
(I do, too. I'm not on here much, so I really am not one to talk xP)

Dakota: "I told you I didn't want to go onstage and you made me anyway, and now it's hard to be mad at you because you're being all cute," I grumbled.

(haha. Well I'm a little stuck with her. Fiona's about to do something really dumb. So is Trey. Neither of them are really smart.)
(Haha. Yay for having a life. DUDE SPEAKING OF HAVING A LIFE AFRO-ASIAN GAVE ME A RIDE YESTERDAY IN HIS CAR . I'm a year older than it. Did I tell you about the time he randomly covered my foot with his hand? Good times xD)

Brok: "Oh..." I said. I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "You're the cute one in this relationship. Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you or anything. Is it that embarrassing to date me?"

(nope, they're not. xD Trey tries to act smart, though!)
(You're a year older than his car? Okaaay
And lol, yes you told me.)

Dakota: I rolled my eyes. "No, but it's embarrassing to go on stage when you have stage fright."

(hahaha. Well academically Trey's actually really smart. Little nerd. *pat pat*)
(Yes, I'm a year older than his car. It's a really old car. beh heh heh that was a fun time. He's teaching me drums. It'll help when I write for Max and Brok, should I get to Brok's story...)

Brok: I raised an eyebrow. "You have stage fright? I didn't know that. You seem like one of those girls who doesn't care that much about what others think of her."

(Asians are all nerds. Jk.
...kind of)
(cuuute)

Dakota: I shrugged, playing with the ends of my hair. "That has nothing to do with it." I didn't really answer the question there.

(hey! . Brok's not a nerd! *pats Brokkoly*
I suck at drums though. I don't know any female drummers around here. They're all dudes.)

Brok: I chuckled. "Alright. How about a different subject?" I suggested. "Wanna go out for something to eat?"

(female drummers are cooooool I suppose.)

Dakota: "Don't you have to do ...fan stuff?"

(Hm. Most of my band people are male. O.o)

Brok: I shrugged. "Yeah, probably. Come with? You can hold my hand so I don't get bored."

(You mean in your book?)

Dakota: "Do I have to?"