I woke up long before Dakota did so I got out of his warm bed in search of my stuff, with no luck I might add. It seemed that the bags the staff brought in here were the wrong ones. All of my clothes must be in my room, which I also had no idea where it was. Giving up I walked over to his dresser and pulled out a pair of his black, grey and white plaid sleep pants and a black cut off shirt that had death printed on it, an album I recognized. I felt bad stealing some of his clothes but I needed to get out of what I was wearing. I felt gross and I'm sure that I was drenched in sweat after dreaming about Zach. I was positive I smelled horrid not that Dakota had said anything about it last night. Taking his clothing into the bathroom, I set them on the counter top and got into the shower only to find that I had forgot my toiletries bag in by the bed. I let out a heavy sign and just decided I would use the Old spice that was in the shower. Who cares if I smell like a guy for one day. I turned the hot water on and quickly washed in case Dakota woke up and wondered in. The shower door was only glass so if he were to come in he would see me in all my naked glory. I washed my hair while I was at it, his shampoo smelled amazing. I finished up and git out of the shower, putting my hair up in a messy bun. His shirt was kind of baggy but it wasn't too bad although the arm cropped arm holes left a lot of side boob exposed. Of course I had been wearing a tank top that had a built in bra so I was not wearing one before so that meant they were all with the rest of my clothes. I decided as long as I kept my arms down it would not be too bad. His sleep pants were a little big so I pulled the strings tight and tied it into a bow in the front. I looked in the mirror and made sure I had cleaned up my face from any remaining makeup mess that I missed in the shower. I did not feel like reapply any so I left my face natural minus some peppermint chapstick I applied after finding my toothbrush in one of my bags next to the bed. I quietly closed the door behind ,e since he was still sleeping. I started wandering down the hallway opening a few doors along the way. I was honestly hoping I would come across my room full of bags but so far I was having no such luck. I found a couple of closets, rooms they were using for storage, spare bedrooms, Barbie's room which so was thankfully not in. The next room I stumbled upon first looked like another storage room but was actually an art studio of sorts. There were canvas' stacked along one of the walls, paintings of all kinds of places. Lakes, nature scenes, of parks, some were even abstract. But one of the park paintings caught my attention the most, it was a painting of a park that me and Zach would go to all the time. Especially when I was having one of my more dark moments, they usually happened when the doctors were switching up my medication to help my anxiety and mood swings. The painting showed the swing set that was toward the back of the park, the only reason I knew it was the same park is because I would sat on that sing set every day for months after my grandmother had passed away and almost a full year after Zachary had died. It was the only place I felt close to him after he was gone. My eyes started watering so I tucked the painting at the back of the stack behind the rest. I jumped slightly when I heard shuffling behind me. I turned to find a Dakota rubbing his eyes to try and become more awake. He looked a bit like the walking dead, clearly he was not ready to be awake yet. His hair was an absolute mess yet it looked cute messy like that. He ran a hand through it, a frown was present on his face. "What are you doing in here?" His voice raspy, his morning voice making him even more attractive. I walked over to the window that was opposite where I was standing and pulled the sheers closed to help minimize the amount of sunlight that was present in the room.

"I was looking for the rest of my stuff, I needed my clothes which seem to be in my other bags. Hence why I stole some of yours" I gestured downward toward what I was wearing. "I found this place, everything in here is so beautiful."

"Yeah right, I'm not very good, besides only some of them are mine" he muttered, shaking his head. He walked toward me and reached out to touch the cropped sleeve of the shirt. His finger snnuck under the edge. Trailing down from my shoulder to just above my breast, he paused there and then pulled his hand back and it dropped to his side. "And as for you stealing my clothes, I kinda like this look on you so I will let it slide." He smirked at me.

I crossed my arms covering my self better. "You paint?" My tone came out a little more shocked than I wanted it to. I walked over to another stack of paintings lining the wall. I reacted for a few roughly sketched canvases of a portrait but I didn't recognize the face enough to tell who it was. All I could tell was that it was of a female but it was not finished enough to tell the age of the person.

"You think I'm only a good flirt and collecting band pictures" He raised his eyebrow.

"Well you do have this jerk like persona about you," I stated with a smirk, giving him a hard time. It was quickly becoming one of my favorite things to do. I shoved his shoulder but he barely budged. He laughed and pretended like it actually hurt him for a moment.

"Oh shut up and come back to bed, I'm cold." He reached across the little space that was between us grabbing under my arm and dragged me back down the hall to his room. We got back into the room and he took me by the waist lifting me onto the bed into the sheets this time. He climbed into them after me, pulling the sheet over us and threw the comforter so it was now mostly folded in half across the bottom half of the bed. His arm slid under me and pulled me to his bare chest again, only this time it was my back that was pressed against him as we laid sideways in the bed. His one arm pulled the pillow over a bit and then remained beneath where my head laid. His other arm wrapped around my waist, I felt it slide up underneath his shirt to touch my bare stomach. I let out a small gasp in shock but didn't say anything. I felt like my breath had been sucked out of me. I felt his breath on the back of my neck. "Pay back is a bitch, huh?" he chuckled in my ear. He was obviously referring to my wandering hands last night. I could not seem to find my words which only made him chuckle more, his stomach vibrated on my lower back. He spoke again softer this time, "Don't worry I am not going to start anything either. Now go back to sleep. You'll need the energy we have to go shopping for your uniform later." I found it a bit hard to fall back asleep with the warmth from his hand spreading on my stomach. "Did you steal my shampoo too?" He asked even quieter than before, I simply nodded still unable to find my words. He did not respond to my answer I assumed he was just about back to sleep. The warmth from his touch continued to grow across me until eventually my whole body was tingling from the warmth. Why did he have to be so attractive and have moments were he seemed so genuine? I finally found myself drained from the restless sleep of the night hit me again.

Later I woke to the sound of the shower turning off and I found myself alone in the bed. I hoped that my bed in my room was going to be as comfortable as this one. If not I was definitely going to talk to Claire about making changes to my room again. "Oh good your awake." I propped myself up onto my elbows to look at him, suddenly my face grew warm. I noticed he was only wearing a towel, He smirked at me. "Enjoying the show?" He wandered over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of all black boxer briefs. "Are you just going to keep watching?" He said turning to face me. My face was on fire at this point and quickly looked away. I heard him rummage through another drawer. "You are safe to look now." I slowly turned to look at him just in case he was only joking. I honestly would not put it passed him to pull a smart ass move like that. Thankfully this was not one of those times. He was dressed in ripped black jeans, rummaging through yet another one of his drawers the same drawer I had found the shirt I was wearing. He pulled out a plain black t-shirt. "Are you going to lay in bed all day or are we going to go find your clothes? That is unless you wanna stay in my clothes and risk..." he paused his statement and pointed to the missing sleeves of the shirt I had on, "a wardrobe mishap. Not that I would mind in the slightest." He was only slightly joking I'm sure. I huffed at him in response and rolled back over pretending to go back to sleep.

"I don't particularly feel like going shopping at the moment. As a matter of fact I don't plan on going anywhere at all today. My plan is to stay right here in this bed all day long." I pulled the sheet over my head enough to cover my ear. There was no way I was going to be dragged around shopping for a uniform. I felt the bed shift as he climbed onto the bed. Seconds later he had pulled down the sheet enough to expose my ear and his lips were brushing my ear. His hot breath spreading onto my cheek, his next words made my stomach leap, "besides I would love to see you in that plaid skirt before anyone else gets to." The sheet flung off me so quickly as I rolled out of the bed away from him. I was debating making a run for it. There were so many rooms in this place, surely it would take them hours to find me even with the staffs help. But he was faster than me and before I could even consider it, he was standing between me and the way to my escape. Watching me carefully, waiting for my next move.

"Don't you even think about it. I will throw you over my shoulder and drag you out of this house if I have to." His voice was stern for once speaking to me. This tone was new, he had never used it with me before.

"You wouldn't dare." I jabbed my finger in the air at him. His slick smile crept onto his face again.

"Don't tempt me with a good time sweetheart." I signed heavily and raised my hands in the air in defeat. He stepped aside and motioned with his arm for me to go first. "So are you gonna change or do I get to enjoy this outfit a bit more?" I just glared at him as I walked past. Going in the opposite direction I had before it turned out that my room was actually right beside his. If only I had headed that way instead this morning I could have saved myself that perverted jokes. I opened the door but was met by a room with furniture covered in sheets, walls of the room were primed but not painted yet. My bags were stuck in the closet the was opposite doorway into the room. Dakota was not far behind me. "It will be a couple weeks before Claire has deemed it ready for you. I assume in the next couple of days she will come to you with a bunch of interior design books for you to help decide how you want everything." I started pulling clothes out of my bags a pair of ripped black denim shorts, a black lace bralette and a matching pair of underwear. I decided that I would keep his shirt as pay back for his earlier comments. I quickly slipped my bralette on under the shirt, and luckily the shirt was long enough that I could take his sleep pants off and put on the underwear without him seeing anything. A smirk grew on my face when I heard him let out a disappointed grunt.

"Sorry to disappoint." I stated as I did the little pants jump most women do to get their jeans on. Dakota chuckled at me as I tied his shirt at the front in a knot. I pulled my black platform boots out of a different bag, but became frustrated when I could not find one pair of my socks. Surprisingly Dakota was able to find them in one quick sweep of the bags and pulled out a black pair with silver metallic stars all over them. I was shocked that he had managed to pull out my favorite pair of socks out of all of the choices.

"What? Stars don't match your outfit for the day?" He joked.

"Those are actually my favorite. Zach got them for me." I took them from him and walked over to a sheet that resembled a chair and slipped them over my bare feet, followed by my boots. I stood up after I had buckled them all up, "There how do I look?" I asked dusting off my butt in case there was anything on it after sitting in the chair.

"Sticking with my shirt I see, not sure how I feel about this new addition to the outfit though," he reached over and stroked the lace of my bralette that covered the side boob that had been showing before. "Like I said I preferred the previous look when it comes to that part. But otherwise still hot. And I do enjoy your natural look."

I had almost forgot that I had not put any on my face when I got out of the shower early this morning. Oh well a day without it was not going to kill me. I wrinkled my nose at him and stuck my tongue out at him. I took a moment to look around the room that would be mine soon. There was a door that lead out to what looked like a balcony next to the closet door. I walked out onto it and realized that it looked out over the garden we had been in the night before. It was just as beautiful up here as it had been when I was in it. I was now able to see just how big it actually was and all the different flowers were stunning. "The view is beautiful isn't it?" Dakota asked coming to stand next to me.

"Absolutely." I replied. "I can't believe this is the view I get to have from my room."

"Well not all to your self." he turned and nodded to a door next to the one we had just come from.

"That goes to your room doesn't it?" I asked, "How did I not notice this when I was in your room before?"

"Well we were sleeping so I had the black out curtains closed. I don't know about you but I prefer to have it basically pitch black in the room normally. I left a lamp on for you after you woke up screaming in case you needed to use the bathroom or something. You are out of luck tonight though because I didn't sleep well at all."

My face flushed with embarrassment from last nights episode. "I'm sorry about that...." His face got serious again.

"Don't you ever apologize for that." His tone was stern with a hit of concern behind it. I simply nodded at him in response and we headed down to met Claire for our shopping adventure.

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A/N: This is as far as I have edited and changed things to so far but I wanted to get some of the changes out as soon as I could. Hopefully you guys like it so far. Please kindly excuse the following chapters have been unpublished for editing purposes. I will get to editing them here in the next couple of days as my schedule allows. Hope everyone is healthy and doing well!

~Rika