Hey guys, this is a brand new story that I've been wondering about for quite some time. I hope you guys like this one, and that you'll tell me what you think
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Chapter One
Christian Ozera
What the actual fuck? I asked, reading the note a hot blond slipped me, while keeping her hand on my thigh.
Hey Chris,
Why don't we meet up after lunch, babe? That way we can dodge your little girlfriend Alexis and have some fun….
Yours truly, baby.
Cassey Zeklos
I cleared my throat and cast a sideways glance at Cassey, she was hot… blond hair, pretty blue eyes, pale skin… but a stick thin body. I twisted my mouth in thought; I could work with her, of course. Alexis was sleeping around too, it was what we called an open relationship.
I shot her a slow smirk and slipped the note slowly in my pocket, watching her hand move up my thigh. I swallowed loudly and coughed as her hand made its way to my hip and traced the hem of my shirt.
"Mr. Ozera, when you're finished enjoying Miss Zeklos' hand travelling up your shirt… could you please write your answer on the board?" Ms. Kazakova asked, her eyes on the chalkboard and her back facing the class.
The class snickered, there were a few glares directed at Cassey from other girls and a few cat calls and woops from some ignorant guys.
I kept my cool, giving Ms. Kazakova a look that I knew all the girls loved: A slow smirk and a bad boy look in my eyes.
It had no effect on Ms. Kazakova.
"I haven't finished yet," I raised my eyebrows, challenging her to yell at me, or aim something at my face. The latter could never happen, of course, it was too gorgeous.
A few people outright laughed as Ms. Kazakova opened and closed her mouth, looking like a fish. I quickly glanced at the clock and stood up, slowly walking to Ms. Kazakova and bowed.
"Pleasure talking to you," I grinned, and walked out the classroom door and pushed them open as the bell rang, signaling the end of hell, and the start of heaven- Lunch.
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I leant back, my feet on the table and hands clasped behind my head. The girls sitting next to me, across from me and behind me chatted, their voices carrying more annoyance and sickening sweetness than a little girl yammering about her new puppy.
The blond, Cassey, reacquainted her hand with my thigh, rubbing it hard while travelling closer to something that was obviously excited to be touched.
All the girls could see it, yet tried to ignore it. I myself tried to ignore the hungry stares I got from some of them.
A hand rested on my shoulder, I looked up at whoever it was, Eddie.
I haven't talked to him since I broke up with Lissa, he'd always been too busy with Mia, and all that love sickened me to my core. I raised both my eyebrows and watched as Cassey shifted to the side, removing her hand from the front of my jeans and sitting closer to her friend.
I patted the spot next to me and removed my hand before Eddie sat on it, which wouldn't have been a nice sight, seeing as how heavy he was.
"Eddie, long time- no see. How's the doll?" I asked, removing my legs from on top of the table and crossed my ankle over my knee, shoving fries into my mouth.
Eddie grinned as his eyes clouded over in lust obviously thinking of Mia, I almost chucked up my fries if I hadn't of covered my mouth. I snapped my fingers in his face, "I don't need you thinking about sex while I'm eating, it's only interesting to me when I'm involved in the exercise itself."
Eddie raised his eyebrows and looked at me seriously, "What?" I asked, "It's only natural for a sexy guy like me to-" I began, before Eddie cut me off. "What's happened to you?" He asked, the question cutting me off guard. What does he mean? I thought.
"What are you talking about?" My eyebrows rose coolly. Eddie caught the action and furrowed his own.
"You've changed. All these girls," He whispered gesturing around the table, "The clothes, the hair, the attitude- although that hasn't really changed. And dude, the sex and the rumors!" He hissed as his eyes narrowing as I glared at my fork.
I haven't changed that much, just my friends and the girls. That's it.
My clothes maybe, but my hair- no way, I was more careful about my looks, went out more and spent more times at parties with Jesse Zeklos, and my "friend" status with Adrian Ivashkov helped
I wore black jeans and a dark blue t-shirt with a black jacket over it, dark blue and black seemed to be my only colors recently. At least it was better than just black.
"You need to come back to us, bro, to Mia, Lissa and Aaron!" Eddie reasoned. I glared at him, "There's no fucking way I'm going back to those lying cheats." I muttered, casting a glance over at our old table, where only three people sat.
Truth be told, I honestly missed the old days, when there were six of us.
But now, the only people that sat at that former notorious table were Eddie, Mia, Lissa and Aaron.
"You have to, we miss you! We can't let you hang around with those dumb shits you call friends." Eddie said, looking me in the eye, I held his stare until he looked away.
"Jesse's not that bad, sure he can be a jackass, sure he can be a moron, but he helped me get over Lissa." I reasoned, Eddie's eyebrows rose, "Why?" He questioned, his hand reaching up to scratch his head.
"Out of the goodness of my heart," A cocky voice answered, I looked over Eddie's shoulder to see Jesse and his lap dog, Ralph behind him. I nodded and turned back to Eddie and shrugged.
"Sup Ozera, I see you've been having fun," He grinned eyeing all the girls surrounding me with pride. "I've taught you well," he said, placing a hand on my shoulder, the act was brotherly, but I could see by the way Eddie looked at Jesse that his hatred for him ran deeper than 'corrupting' me as he once said.
"So Ozera, there's a party tonight in my dorm, be there. You too, Castile, and bring your ladies, too," He grinned, winking at Cassey, then left.
I grinned, "Party at Zeklos' girls," I did that smirk/bad boy look and devoured another couple of fries. I felt Eddie's hand grip my arm, "Don't go, Christian. It'll lead to more rumors…" He trailed off.
I stood up, and ripped my arm away from his grip and glared. "Fuck off, Eddie, I don't need you and your good boy shit messing with my mind!" I hissed.
I spun around heading to the commons' exit, just as I had my hands resting on the door, ready to push them open, I felt a gust of wind blow through the entire commons, leaving everyone gasping as heavy boots made contact with the linoleum floor.
"Leaving without saying hello? You haven't changed a bit, have you?" A pause, then a sexy laugh, "No, I guess you haven't," I looked at the door in front of me. Could it be…? I thought.
"Fuck," I muttered, it was, I could smell strawberries from across the room, and I recognized it instantly. Her scent.
"Nice to see you too," I practically felt her smirk sexily behind my back, "Ozera."
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Wow, now that that's over- I sincerely hope you enjoyed this, I haven't thought of writing a Christian + Rose fan fiction like this before, so I thought I'd try it out.
Thanks all!
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