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Every Rose Has Its Thorns	By : MadameButterfly07 Category: 1 through F > Degrassi Views: 1382 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dahlia walked into the Dot, and saw Derek sitting alone at the table. Derek looked up at her and smiled.
"Hey! Glad you could make it. I thought you were gonna stand me up." He said jokingly. He looked her up and down, taking in her curvaceous figure, which was accentuated by the outfit she was wearing. He felt himself harden, and his face turned red. I hope she doesn't notice he thought. He got up and pulled a chair out for Dahlia to sit down. He's such a gentleman she thought. No one had ever been so nice to her, but then again, she's never been on a real date.
"Well, well, well. Look who it is." Someone said snottily. Dahlia looked up and saw Holly J wearing a Dot uniform and an apron. She couldn't help but snigger. Holly J caught on, but knew not to retaliate or else she would lose her job.
"Are you ready to order?" she asked in a overly nice voice.
"I'll have a double cheeseburger, fries, and a chocolate milkshake." Said Derek
Holly J turned to Dahlia and said, "And what will you have?"
"I'll have the same." Dahlia replied, and Derek smiled. Holly J scribbled down her order. Before she turned to walk away, Derek said, "And Holly J, try to keep the shake in the cup." Holly J scowled and said nothing, and Derek and Dahlia both started laughing.
"I never expected Holly J to be working here. She seems like a spoiled brat." Dahlia said.
"Yeah, but enough about her. I want to know more about you. So, what do you do for fun?" Derek asked, eyeing Dahlia intently. Dahlia felt her insides turn. Stackz always had her out on the street corner, so she never had time for herself, or to do anything fun.
"I don't really do much. I'm kind of a homebody." Dahlia lied.
"Well maybe I need to get you out more." Derek said with a grin. "Do you have anything that you like? Favorite movies, or a favorite color?"
"Well, my favorite color is purple, and my favorite movies are "Friday the 13th" and "Nightmare on Elm Street". Dahlia replied.
"Ah, so you like horror movies? I'm scared of you!" Derek said jokingly. Dahlia smiled.
"So tell me about you, Derek." Dahlia said.
"Well, I'm on the football team, I'm kind of the class clown, and I'm adopted." He replied.
"So you never met your real parents?" Dahlia asked.
"Well, I don't know who my dad is, but my mom gave me up when I was born. What about you, do you live with your parents?" Derek asked. Dahlia felt like someone twisted her stomach. She didn't like to talk about her mom. Derek saw her hesitation. "Dahlia, you okay? Did I say something wrong?"
Dahlia shook her head. "No, you didn't do anything. It's just that my mom…she's..dead. She died when I was six, so it's just me and my dad." Derek reached out and grabbed her hand.
"I'm sorry." He said "If you don't mind my asking, what happened?" Dahlia hesitated for a moment. "She died of AIDS. She was a drug addict, and she caught the disease from using a dirty needle." She replied. She couldn't tell Derek that her mother was a prostitute, and that she's following in her footsteps, although unlike her mother, it was not by choice. Derek didn't know what to say. He couldn't believe that Dahlia had endured so much pain in her young life, and could still manage to smile. He was starting to like her a lot more, and he respected her for being so up front. He knew it must have been hard for her to do. After they finished eating, they talked a little more. Dahlia looked at her phone, and saw that it was 10 o'clock. I better be getting home!" she thought.
"Derek, I should really be getting home." Dahlia said.
"Well, I'll see you at school then." Derek said. Dahlia nodded and smiled.
"I'll call you later." She said as she headed out the door. When she made it to the house, she felt someone grab her arm and drag her to the side of the house.
"What the f-" she said as she spun around, and saw Candy standing in front of her, with a big wad of cash in her hand. Candy put the money in Dahlia's hand. "Take this. You know your daddy's going to expect money from you."
"Where did you get this?" Dahlia asked.
"Let's just say I had put in some extra work. Now hurry up and go in the house." Candy said, and Dahlia did as she was told. After she handed Stackz the money, she went to go take a shower. Afterwards, she went to her room and took her diary out of the nightstand. She began to write:
Dear Diary,
I had a pretty good day today. I met this really nice guy at school. His name is Derek. I also made an enemy, and her name is Holly J. She's such a stuck up little bitch, and I wanted to whip her ass for tripping me at lunch today, but I didn't want to get in trouble on the first day of the school year. After school, Stackz brought two clients to my room. 40-year-old, fat ass twins. It was disgusting. I don't think they make water hot enough to wash away the dirtiness I felt. God, what did I do to deserve this life? I envy these girls out here, who have parents who love them and protect them. What do I get? A dead junkie whore mother, and a pimp father who puts his own daughter on the stroll. Sometimes, I just want to put a gun to my head and put myself out of my misery. But after meeting Derek, I feel like my life has meaning. But there's a problem: He was actually a client! I never thought I was going to see him again, and here he is at Degrassi! There's no way that I can tell him who and what I really am. He will never want me after that. Well anyway, I'm going to catch some z's. Good night.
Dahlia closed her diary and put it back in the nightstand. Then she turned out the lights, laid back on her bed, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
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