Rose's POV

I put on my favourite pair of dark wash jeans and a lacy blood red top. My skin is the colour of the inside of an almond, and that particular shade of red sets it off beautifully. I then add my favourite black pumps that my best friend Lissa bought me on a shopping trip we went on together. After the shower I had earlier I'd left my hair wrapped in a towel so I could get dressed before doing it. Now I did need to do my hair, something I thoroughly hated doing. I loved my hair, don't get my wrong but spending an hour making it look perfect was just not my thing. So I just quickly blow dried my brown/black hair and left it at that.

After hair I put on a little makeup, but not very much, I was not really into that whole fake face look. My normal makeup routine included mascara, eye liner and some lip gloss, plain and simple, no reason to over do it. The finishing touch is the chotki Lissa gave me last Christmas, it's a bracelet made of maroon coloured wooden beads and a cross in the center. I was just slipping the cool wood onto my wrist when I heard the doorbell ring followed by happy cries from my Mom as she greeted the college boy, my brother Mason.

I took a last glance in the mirror before heading down the stairs to see Mason. My brother had bright red hair and blue eyes inherited from my mother, where as I got my dark hair and eyes from my father.

Mason was in his first year of college, today's the first time he'd come home since the beginning of the semester. As celebration of his homecoming he was taking me out on an honorary brother sister night.

My excitement for tonight had been growing since the day Mason told me he was coming home, and now I was practically giddy as I got into his beat up convertible that he'd bought recently for cheap at a used car dealer. I'd missed my brother a lot while he'd been away, considering I was used to having him around all the time and at home.

"So Rosie-" he began, but I cut him off.

"Do not call me that. Ever!" I put as much malice as possible into the word 'ever', he knew I hated that nickname, but still insisted on calling me by it.

"Fine Rose what's been going on since I left? Get yourself a boyfriend yet?" he finished his statement laughing.

"I live in Montana Mason, nothing ever 'goes on' you know that. You also know I would date any of the guys I know, which here, is pretty much all of them." I replied sarcastically. I couldn't wait for college so I could leave this tiny town like Mason had. But I had to get through senior year first.

"Yea you're right, your life sucks." He said it with such a straight face I actually thought he was being serious until I noticed the laughter obvious in his eyes.

"Ha ha, thanks for the support bro." I gave him a little shove on the arm, but not as hard as I normally would considering he was driving.

I look over to see him grinning at me, just like old times, not even needing to talk just being content with a smile. It had always been so easy between us; we were almost exactly alike in our sense of humour and appreciation of sarcasm. We hardly ever fought as kids and it was nice to see nothing had changed. It was good having my big brother back.

"Well enough about my boringness, that some would call a life, how's college?" I asked wanting to know what I had to look forward to.

"Oh, you know, just a bunch of easy 90's, hot girls and dorm parties almost every night. Nothing too out of the ordinary." He winked at me.

"Yea right," I scoffed "let's hear the real story!"

"Fine, I have to do five page essays which I can barely finish on time, much less get an easy 90 on, all the hot girls have boyfriends and we've gotten busted every time someone tries to throw a party." He said with a sigh.

"Sounds like you're having a grand time without me! Maybe I won't go to college doesn't seem as great as I thought." I laughed at his sad college life.

"Yep, it's great; character building and all that!" Mason agreed smiling sarcastically.

"You're totally right! I can't wait to grow as a person." I matched his sarcastic tone.

"Rose Hathaway growing as a person, I can't wait to see this!"

"Thanks Mas, but you're probably right, I'll never change!" I grinned saucily at him.

"Exactly! My sister without all her sarcastic charm; unimaginable!" he grinned back and we both burst out laughing for no reason at all,

A few seconds later we pulled up in front of a restaurant called Il Fornello.

"Hope you're in the mood for Italian." Mason called to me smiling as he got out of the car.