The Summer that changed my life forever...

Brok: I grinned and started walking. "Am I going the right way?"

Dakota: "What? How would I know?" I laughed.

Brok: I shrugged. "You might have a somewhat better sense of direction than I do?"

Dakota: "Not when I don't know this place. At all."

Brok: I paused for a second. "Will you hate me if we're lost?"

Dakota: "Not completely...I wouldn't mind being lost with /you/." I smiled slightly.

Brok: I laughed. "I like that answer," I said, squeezing her hand. "But uh, yeah. We're lost."

Dakota: I leaned up on my toes and kissed him slowly. "Like I said, I don't mind."

Brok: I grinned. "Yeah..." I said. "We should probably try to find our way back, though." Or get a hotel room so we could sleep--not together, but away from everyone--and just have a little time to ourselves?

Dakota: I rolled my eyes. "You're no fun. Fine. But I have no idea where to start in trying to get back."

Brok: "Good," I said. "Lead the way, oh my Kota." I really did hope she knew where she was going. I didn't think Kent would appreciate us leaving.

Dakota: "Um, okay." I started down a random hallway...a bit later I figured out it was the right way, after all. "Yay..."

Brok: "Sweet," I said. "What would I do without you, Kota? I'd always be lost and never get anywhere."

Dakota: I laughed. "Yup...but you also wouldn't have to worry about your girlfriend actually trying to kiss you when you're alone." I rolled my eyes.

Brok: I raised an eyebrow. "But I like kissing my girlfriend," I said, leaning in really quickly and kissing her.

Dakota: "Didn't seem like it earlier~"

Brok: I frowned. "What do you mean?"

Dakota: I shook my head and looked down at my sharpied nails, as if they could get chips. "Nothing."

Brok: I frowned. "That doesn't sound like nothing, Kota..."

Dakota: I rubbed my arm and looked away. "How long have we been dating, Brok?"

Brok: I frowned. "Um...a month? Maybe longer? I'm not very good with dates, so I don't remember."

Dakota: I nodded slowly. He didn't know. "Okay..." Subject change time. "We should go to the jet now, shouldn't we? Or, go on it. Since, well, we're here."

Brok: I nodded. "Yeah, let's get to the jet. Is there anything you wanna do when we get up there?"

Dakota: I shook my head, looking at the ground as we walked. "No."

(She's going to meet Fiona, right? Not now, but later?"

Brok: I frowned. "Tired?" Was something wrong?

(yeah, how about at the next concert?)