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Dakota Ross (very single)
Hometown: Paris, Texas
When you think of the south you think red necks and southern belles. Well, Dakota Ross is not a southern belle. She grew up on a ranch where her father was the foreman. Her mother died when she was young so she grew up as a daddy's little girl. Her father took her out on the ranch almost everyday, so she's a huge tom boy. She likes doing things like horse backriding and competing. She's a barrel racer. Koda is very innocent and she doesn't realize she's drop dead gorgeous. She's never been kissed, never had a boyfriend, nothing. That's why her father was a little reluctant to let her go off to New York but this little one is in love with the stage and wants to see her name in lights. In this cruel world, is she going to be able to survive?
Music: jason aldean, carrie underwood, rascal flatts, miranda lambert, brad paisley
Looks: Erin Heatherton
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It had been a week since I had told daddy good bye and moved from a small town in alabama to New York City. I had wandered around the city getting used to the crowdedness and the business. I didn't know anyone here and I was trying to find a job as a waitress or a bartender or a barista. I had waitressed at the local diner back home but I didn't think it would compare to here. I had to be honest I was a little nervous.
Entering the Starbucks I had been frequenting since I had arrived and smiled softly at the barista who greeted me with fake cheer from behind the counter. Ordering my drink, I dug the cash out of my pocket and handed it to the girl. She looked at me indifferently even with my attempted small talk. Even though, I still slid a adollar into the tip cup before moving away. Grabbing my coffee, I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. Pulling it out, I smiled at the screen.
"Hi daddy!" I answered happily. I was a daddy's girl at heart, I had no problem admiting it. It had been just me and him w hile I was growing up, that was our family.
"Hi, sweetie," he chuckled to me and I smiled brightly at the phone. I started chattering away happily when I felt a strong form collide with me.
"Shoot, I'm sorry!" I exclaimed, my southern accent pouring through. My coffee had spilled over his shirt and onto the floor. I blushed pink and looked at the floor.
"Daddy, I'm gonna have to call you back," I whispered. He didn't question me and we hung up a moment later.
"I'm so so so so sorry," I repeated, taking a step back. He was staring down at his shit, frowning. When he looked up, I couldn't help but gasp. He was extremely good looking. I blushed again. He smirked lazily at me.
"It's fine as long as you help me clean it up," he all but purred to me. Of course, me being me, it went over my head and I nodded quickly.
"Of course! I don't want it to stain!" I said hurriedly, taking him by his hand and dragging him towards the bathroom. When I looked at him, he had his brow raised.
Blushing yet again, I dropped his hand quickly. "Sorry."
He chuckled and my cheeks flamed. I felt like a moron.
Turning towards the sink, I pulled out some paper towls and wetted them under the water. Biting my lip, I turned around and saw he had moved closer to me.
Looking up at him, I gulped just before his lips came down on mine. I kissed him back for a moment, before struggling.
"Get off of me!" I hissed at him and slapped him hard across the face. He looked taken aback for a minute and then he glared at me.
"What the f.ck!" he growled at me and I flinched.
"I'm not sleeping with you!" I retorted indignantly. He laughed mockingly. I glared at him and he realized I was being serious.
"Don't you know who I am?" he asked with disbelief.
"Obviously not someone I want to know!" I replied with a snort and he shook his head at me.
"I'm Cameron Cooper," he told me as if I cared. I shrugged and turned to exit the bathroom.
"You know what, come with me," he commanded, I had half a mind to say no but I didn't get much choice in the matter. That's how I managed to end up at the Warehouse.