And here I am, irresponsibly starting another story when I have two damn chapters of another story started!
Meh, well. Here it is!
Pairing; RosexAdrian, don't like don't read.
Summary; Everyone at St. Vladimir's Secondary School in Montana knew that Adrian Ivashkov couldn't refuse a bet, especially not when the bet was made over a joint and some booze. They all knew they were in for a show when, during the last few months of their Sophmore year, Jesse Zeklos offered him five hundred dollars if he could get the Rose Hathaway to fall for him by the end of his Senior Year. He agreed, obviously thinking he could do it in the two-year span. Not even for the money, just for the fun of trying to get Rose, who had transferred halfway through the year. What no one had told him? Oh, just the fact that Rose had grown to hate him during her time at St. Vlad's. Oh boy, is he in for a rude awakening.
AN; Adrian will 1000% be an ass at the beginning, but it'll get better, I promise
Chapter One
Three Months Ago
The smell of cigars, sweat, cheap liquor and weed permeated the air of Adrian Ivashkov's house, no doubt caused by the couple hundred students dancing in the large living room. Drunk girls and guys were making out against the walls of the hallway as Adrian led his little group of friends to the basement. The six teenagers, Natasha Ozera, Adrian Ivashkov, Jesse Zeklos, Ralph Sarcozy, Avery Lazar and Nathan Zeklos, jogged down the stairs, closing the door before anyone could follow them.
Don't get them wrong, they loved a good party. But there was something a little more.. interesting Jesse Zeklos had in mind.
"Alright, so why're we down here?" Adrian raised an eyebrow, lifting his bottle of beer to his lips as the six of them sat down. Jesse and Ralph shot each other a smirk, before Jesse turned to Adrian.
"I have a proposal" He wrapped an arm around Avery's shoulders, smiling devilishly. "More specifically.. A bet."
"I'm listening." Adrian let out a puff of smoke, a joint rested between his pink lips.
Everyone and their mothers knew that Adrian Ivashkov, playboy extraordinaire, couldn't resist a good bet. Especially not when A) There was some kind of drug in his body when he agreed, or B) When it was Jesse Zeklos coming up with the bet.
"I knew you'd say that," Jesse put his feet up on the coffee table "Y'know Rose Hathaway?" He raised an eyebrow
"You mean the one that transferred in February? She's in your homeroom right, Jesse?" Nathan asked, and Jesse nodded. The six of them were all finishing up their Sophomore year, even though Adrian and Nathan should've been juniors.
"Yeah, that one. She's a fucking beauty, I'll tell you that. She's got guys dropping to her feet left right and centre, but she hasn't dated anyone since she showed up." Jesse smirked "I think you know where this one's going. I'll give you five hundred bucks if you can get her to fall in love with you by the end of your Senior year."
Avery, Tasha, Ralph and Nathan all shared looks of both amusement and slight disbelief. The girl hated Adrian, and she didn't really keep quite about it. Everyone knew about her hatred for the football team's starting quarterback, except for the man in question apparently. Adrian's face grew into a smirk as he thought "Point her out to me tomorrow, and I'll decide then."
"No need, she's here" Ralph laughed "Go see her right now."
"C'mon, I know where she'll be." Jesse stood up, as did everyone else. Adrian was definitely intrigued. He hadn't heard about this Rose girl, despite her apparently having been at the school for a little over four months. And for Jesse Zeklos to compliment her on her appearance and say something other than 'fuckable'... This girl must be something. Jesse led them past the hallway of drunk kissers, through the cleared out living room and outside. Someone had gotten a bonfire going, and he could see two figures standing with their backs to them, the taller one with his arm wrapped around the shorter girl's shoulders. Sitting on a log was a blonde girl Adrian recognised as Lissa Dragomir, a distant relative of his, and beside her was Tasha's younger brother Christian. Two other people, who Adrian had barely seen chasing each other around in the small bit of light left as the sun set, soon joined the two standing, seemingly making fun of the two others. The taller one took his arm off the girl's shoulders, slugging one of them in the shoulder.
Jesse led them closer, his face falling into an easy smirk as he stepped beside the girl standing. As they got closer, Adrian saw the girl a bit better. Her long, dark hair almost went down to her ass, and she had an hourglass figure if Adrian had ever seen one. The girl wasn't short, but she wasn't that tall either, only about 5'4 or so. She didn't notice Jesse at first, not even standing right beside her.
"Hey Sugar, miss me?" Jesse's lips curled into a smile, wrapping his arm around the girl's waist, which was exposed by her halterneck crop top and jean shorts. The girl almost jumped a little, while the two other guys crossed their arms and almost snarled at Jesse.
"I don't think anyone could miss your ugly mug, Zeklos." The girl, who Adrian assumed was this Rose girl they were talking about, shrugged off Jesse's arm.
"Ouch Rose, that hurts my heart" Jesse put a hand over his heart
"And your face makes my eyes hurt, Jessica." She turned, so Adrian could see her profile now. Damn, if her curves were good, her ass and chest were a guy's heaven. Mix that with her flat stomach, tank skin and plump lips. This girl was any man's wet dream.
"Yeah yeah, Love you too Rosie." The guys behind her smirked a little, nudging each other "Oh you're dead meat, Jesse" Ralph muttered, shaking his head.
"Call me Rosie again and I will rip your dick off and shove it down your throat. Though it wouldn't really be big enough to do any damage in the first place" She sneered, crossing her arms over her chest. Jesse visibly paled a little at the threat.
"Now run along, before I decide to just beat your cowardly ass to a bloody pulp." She turned away, not even acknowledging the others as she sat down on the ground. The other boys, who Adrian now recognised as Eddie Castile and Andre Dragomir, sat down around her as they walked away. There was a third girl there, who seemed to be involved with Eddie but Adrian hadn't gotten a good look at her face. Jesse fell into step with Adrian, smirking a little
"That was Rose. You taking the bet?" Jesse asked, though he already knew the answer
"Fuck yeah."
(AN; This is after summer vacation, the beginning of their Junior Year.)
"Up and at it, Rose!" Lissa shook her best friend awake, ignoring the groans of protest.
"Mm.. Five more minutes.." She muttered, yelping when she felt the cold air attacking her bare legs. Damn her for just wearing panties and not actual pants to bed last night!
"First day of school, get your lazy ass up" Lissa smiled, turning and walking out of the room. Rose considered trying to go back to sleep, but she knew the next point was Andre coming in and literally dragging her out of bed.
No thank you.
Rose grumpily stood up, at least thankful she'd had a shower the night before as she trudged over to her closet. She could hear Lissa fussing over what to wear through the thin walls separating their rooms, and she laughed as she plugged her phone into her docking station. She'd grown used to drowning out Lissa's fussing over outfits over the two years she'd lived with Lissa. Andre and Lissa's parents had moved abroad when Eric had gotten a promotion, and the two of them had been living with Rose ever since. Rose's mom was rarely home, having to go abroad a lot for her own work, and she didn't know who her father was, so the three of them almost always had the house to themselves. They'd decided last year to move into Lissa and Andre's old house, with the permission of Janine, as well as Rhea and Eric. The music started up and Rose danced around her room, smiling as 'Beast' by Mia Martina blasted through the speakers. Rose didn't bother checking the weather, knowing she'd probably regret it later as she slipped on a pair of jean high waisted short shorts and a spaghetti strap. Oh well, if she had to she'd steal Andre's sweater.
Rose didn't bother with more than mascara when it came to her makeup, and her fingers worked swiftly on tying her hair back into a loose french braid, some hairs out around her face. She smiled approvingly at her reflection, looking at her door as she saw Lissa walk in with a smile and a box in her hands.
"I got you these." She handed Rose the box, and Rose huffed. She'd told Lissa so many times not to buy her stuff. She opened the box, her eyes widening. Inside were two pairs of black stilettos, one pair were strappy and the other pair were a lace-up boot that ended at the ankle, and they were about four inches, which would end up making her just over 5'9, and both were black.
"Liss.. These are great! Oh my god, thank you" Rose hugged her, grinning. Lissa laughed a little, smiling "I knew you'd like them."
"Like them? I fucking love them!" Rose sat down on her bed, putting on the boot-like pair. She stood up, looking in her full body mirror and letting out a low whistle. The heels made her tan legs look a mile long, and she loved it.
"Alright you two, stop looking in the mirror and hurry up. We've gotta go." Andre stood in the doorway, chuckling.
"Okay okay, let me grab my phone." Rose smiled, unplugging her phone from the docking station and slinging her bag over her shoulder. The three of them jogged down the stairs, Lissa ranting about how it was unfair how easily Rose could run in heels.
"Natural talent, honey" Rose drawled, a fake southern accent on as they walked towards Andre's dark red Lamborghini. Eric had bought it for Lissa and Andre to share, bur more often than not, it was Andre driving it. "Can I-"
"No!" Rose was cut off almost immediately by Andre and Lissa. She pouted, huffing as she climbed into the passengers seat and Lissa got in the back. "You know what happened last time you drove" Andre shot her a pointed look.
"Oh yeah, you almost crash into a few trees and all of a sudden you're banned from driving!" She threw her hands up in the air as Andre stared the car, driving towards the schooli
"Exactly" Lissa laughed, and Rose rolled her eyes. The three of them spent the rest of the drive to school, loudly singing to obnoxious pop songs on the radio. There were already quite a few people there when they parked, even though they were almost fifteen minutes early. But everyone normally showed up early, because getting to homeroom and getting your schedules was a shit show. They all walked towards the front door, where they could already see Mia and Eddie making out, with Christian leaning against the wall, obviously completely done with the lovey-dovey couple. Christian perked up the moment he saw Lissa though, and the two rushed towards each other. Rose and Andre gave each other a look, huffing.
"Being the only two single ones in the group is hard.." Rose sighed over dramatically, smiling as Andre nodded. The two leaned against the wall, looking around.
"Why's mister playboy looking at you?" Andre nudged Rose. She glanced over at the football team, seeing none other than Adrian Ivashkov, his gaze locked on her. She narrowed her eyes a little, watching as a grin spread over the obnoxiously attractive face.
Yes, she hated him, but no one with eyes could say that Adrian Ivashkov was unattractive. With light brown hair that looked obnoxiously soft and annoyingly, yet perfectly messy, and with his stupid, sparkling green eyes. Rose, though, knew that no matter how attractive the football player was, it couldn't save his terrible personality. The boy couldn't go one week without switching girls, and it pissed Rose off.
The two locked eyes for a moment, and to Rose's horror, the boy winked. Andre burst out laughing, whereas Rose made a disgusted face. It looked like she had just been sprayed by a skunk or something.
"What's with that face, Rosie?" Rose heard a voice in front of her, and she looked away from Adrian, her eyes widening as she saw the boy standing only ten feet away.
"Mase!" Rose grinned, running forward and throwing herself into his arms. He laughed, wrapping his arms around her waist and hugging her tightly "Hey Rosie, didn't miss me too much, right?" He murmured
Mason and Rose had been best friends since they were young, almost as long as Rose and Lissa had been. The summer before they started high school, Mason was forced to move away after his mother, who was very strict when it came to any kind of alcohol or drugs, had found out that Mason had gone to a party and gotten arrested for drinking and smoking instead of going over to Eddie's to study.
"Dumbass.. You better not get yourself caught again, or I'll kick your ass.." Rose murmured back, smiling as he set her down. She looked up, making a face as she saw a backwards snapback on his head.
"Oh my.. No, Mase, just no." She shook her head, reaching up and snatching the hat.
"What?" He laughed, trying to get the hat back. Everyone else had joined them by now, grinning as they all hugged Mason.
"Look at me! I'm Mason" Rose had the hat on backwards over her braid, trying to make her voice low to imitate Mason. Everyone laughed, and Mason attempted to grab the hat back.
"Nuh uh!" Rose held the hat on her head, turning and bolting away.
"Hey! Give me back my hat!" Mason yelled, running after her. She just barely managed to stay ahead by a few inches, only because she was wearing heels. "Rose!" Mason whined, speeding up a little. Rose turned back to say something else, ending up running right into a very sturdy chest. The boy lost his balance, falling back on the grass as Rose fell on top of him. She groaned a little, pushing herself off of the chest to look at who she ran into.
"Ugh. You." She rolled her eyes, standing up and dusting herself off.
"What's with that tone, Little Flower?" Adrian asked, smiling in amusement at Rose's attitude. She huffed, ignoring him as she turned, laughing a little at Mason, who was jogging back.
"You alright?" He asked, smiling a little as he stood in front of Rose. She nodded, watching out of the corner of her eye as Adrian stood up.
"I like the attitude, Rosie. The hat looks great on you too" Adrian smirked a little, slipping the fallen hat back on her head. Before she could punch him or anything, he turned, walking inside. Rose was fuming, letting out a huff of annoyance.
"Ah, that's the playboy dickbag you told me about?" Mason asked, looking unamused.
"Yup.." She shook her head, turning and walking back towards the group.
"Nice job, Rose" Andre laughed, clapping her on the shoulder. She smiled a little, rolling her eyes.
"Whatever, let's just go check our-" Rose started, but Christian cut her off.
"You've got homeroom with Mason, 163, I'm with Lissa and Mia, And Andre is in the same homeroom as Eddie." He said, and Mason grinned "Well, shall we?"
"My feet hurt." Rose smiled innocently. With her and Mason, this was code for 'Give me a piggyback'
Mason fake sighed "I mean, if you're gonna twist my arm.." He leaned down, letting Rose hop on his back. She was careful not to stab him with her heels, fixing the hat a little before holding on.
"Onwards!" She pointed forward, laughing as Mason took off. He easily sprinted towards their homeroom, and they were both thankful it was on the first floor. Mason just barely managed to not hit anyone, and he set her down right in front of their homeroom door "After you, Rosie" He grinned, opening the door for her. She punched him in the shoulder but laughed, walking in. They'd be staying in their homeroom for their first class, which made Rose groan a little as she heard the teacher say they had a seating plan.
"Rose, back right corner" The teacher pointed to her seat, and she sighed in relief. In front of her was an empty seat, and she sat down with a smile. Beside her, the seat was also empty, but she assumed someone would be coming in. The downside, Mason was all the way across the room.
Rose realised that was only the tip of the dung heap when, just before the bell rang, Adrian fucking Ivashkov stepped into the room. And the only empty spots were in front and beside her.
His eyes scanned the room and his face broke into a grin when he saw Rose. It turned into a smirk when the teacher told him to sit beside Rose.
Good.. Homeroom with her first semester, and we're right beside each other. I have this bet in the bag Adrian smiled sweetly, sitting down "Hey there, Little flower. Y'know, I don't recall getting an apology for earlier" He teased, obviously flirting.
Rose was, to say the least, disgusted. Oh no, she was not becoming one of Adrian's conquests.
"Hm. That's too bad, isn't it Ivashkov." Rose faced forward, ignoring him. The teacher had started talking, but Rose was in no way paying attention. Adrian was still talking, and after about five minutes Rose huffed, turning towards the obnoxious quarter back.
"Alright, you've been blabbering about god knows what for how long, and I seriously don't give a flying-"
"Rose! Adrian! Y'know, you two must know so much about the current subject, could you name off to me nine of Shakespeare's plays, four comedies, four tragedies and one history production?" The teacher raised an eyebrow.
She was screwed. Rose had no fucking idea-
"Comedies; Two Gentlemen of Verona, Comedy of Errors, As you like it. Tragedies; Romeo and Juliet, Macbeth, Hamlet. Historical; Pericles." Adrian listed off, and Rose looked at him shocked. How the fuck did he know all of that?
"Good. You're off the hook for now, but if I catch you two again..."
Adrian turned, smirking at Rose's expression "Y'know, I should get a thank you for saving your ass there. You looked like a deer stuck in headlights" He leaned towards her, while the teacher was writing on the board, giving them a project right off the bat.
"Thank you" Rose drawled, obviously sarcastic. Adrian put a hand on his chin, thinking
"Well I was thinking more like.. a sort of 'thank you' gift. Like, your number, perhaps?"
"Oh hell n-"
"Rosemarie! Adrian! That's enough! Since you two seem so friendly, I'm sure you two would be fine with pairing up for this first project. No buts" She demanded as Rose opened her mouth to protest. Mason looked at her with sympathy, shrugging a little as if to say What can you do?
Adrian, however, seemed very pleased with himself. When the bell rang, signalling their next class, Adrian stood at Rose's desk and stopped her from leaving
"Well, looks like you and I gotta work together here, Little Flower. How about your number? I mean, we'll need to talk outside of school so we can work on the project" Adrian smiled innocently. Rose scowled, hastily writing her number down.
"Here. Use it only if it's about the project." She strode away, the clinking of her heels on the floor giving her exit some.. dramatic affect.
Adrian smirked, slipping the paper into his pocket.
"You hate me now, Little Flower. Soon you'll open your petals" He murmured, his hands in his pockets as he walked out of the room.
Hope you enjoyed! Review if you'd like!
~Ayla