Hello everybody! As promised, I have started the sequel to Light and Dark. If you haven't read it yet, please do. I know I said "soon," but trust me, I've been super busy with collage applications but I will be done in a couple days so that means I get to update more! :D Anyways, Enjoy!
-Violet
"Now, everybody, get up and give me ten laps around the field!" The mid-twenties P.E. teacher barked at the students who had thus far been loitering in the sidelines. The response came in the form of grunts, and silent curses. All but one trudged their way to the field. The brunette was well known much before she had set foot in the classroom, and she was about to make her reputation justice.
"Ugh. It's a Monday, and you want us to run? Gee, thanks, Coach." Rose leaned against the bleachers, her arms crossed tightly in a persistent manner.
"Rose," the teacher started, already having learned the bad way to refer to the brunette by her abbreviated name, "we don't have all day here. Just follow my orders or you'll be spending detention with Alberta." Rose Hathaway shrugged as her response, already accustomed to the punishment.
The teacher had opened his mouth to send her on her way, when the sound of footsteps coming closer registered. Instantly, the atmosphere among the students shifted. The girls sucked in their stomachs and popped their chests while the boys stood taller and firmer in place. Yet, the one that felt the newcomers' presence more was Rose. Her air of nonchalant was still in place, but her insides tightened and tensed. It was an inner battle of temptation between them. Rose refused to make any form of contact with him, not so much the fact that she hated him, it was simply that she had been in the process of sorting out her thoughts, and bam he decided to show up out of no where. I mean, she reasoned, anybody would react the same…right?
Besides, she didn't have to turn in order to know what he looked like. His image had been engraved into her brain for the past weeks, haunting her every thought, and even more so recently, after his sudden appearance. She hadn't got a good look at him since the first day of school which had been two days back. His hair had lost its black tint, revealing dark brown hair combined with chocolate-colored eyes, and a body that would overheat any female with one look. Not that Rose was familiar with the feeling, she could only guess from the looks of lust from the other girls, and the envious ones from the boys meant.
"Ah, excellent timing, Dimitri," her teacher said, clearly relived that the TA had arrived as he was the only one who seemed to be able to control the class. "Do take Rose to detention after clas—"
Rose stomped her foot as a mean of interruption. "Fine," she said, already stretching her legs, "I'll do these stupid laps, I've got important things to do afterschool." Okay, so she was lying but at least it had got a reaction from Dimitri. Unlike her, he seemed to make a point of putting her on the spot and making excuses to interact with her.
"Language, Rose," Dimitri Belikov warned, obviously smirking on the inside. Rose internally froze for a second, almost having hear her Russian nickname leave his luscious lips. Not that she was thinking about them.
"…" Rose remained silent, and without a single glance, though she could feel his eyes piercing into her, she began to run the damn laps.
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"Mmmm!" Rose made a pleased sound as she dug into her donuts. Chocolate-glazed ones that drove her from the other extreme to heaven.
"That is so un lady-like," the blue-eyed boy fake gagged. Rose roller her eyes and continued to munch in, not even he could ruin the beautiful reunion between her donuts and her.
"For once, I sort of agree." The platinum-colored haired girl sitting next to the blue eyes guy said, sounding a bit apologetic. "I mean, I'm just so jeleaous that you can eat so much and still look like a goddess." Christian Ozera's face fell, obviously having anticipated a different reaction from his girlfriend, Lissa Dragomir.
"What? I can't go against my gal, sisters code you know," Lissa winked at her other half, receiving a growl as a response.
"You better not do that if you don't want me to jumo you this instant," he whispered into her ear, licking her earlobe.
It was Rose's turn to gag. "I mean, keep it in your pants until I can't see or hear it, Pyro."
"Cock blocker," He retorted, but admitting defeat for once.
"So," Lissa said, already shifting the mood in the conversation, "what is the first thing you want to do our senior year?"
"Dunno," Rose said, reflecting Christian's thoughts. "Maybe a party if any of the popular people is having one."
"Well, now that you mention it," Lissa let it drag out for a second before continuing. "The cheerleaders are having one on Friday."
"Nah, I change my mind." Rose instantly replied. "I rather spend it with hissy kittens in a room than go there."
Lissa, already having anticipated her reaction, was quick to reply with, "Please? It's our last year, and it will be off school grounds so if you were to, I don't know, get into a fight with a certain girl, you won't get in trouble for it." That and Lissa's puppy eyes were enough to make Rose cave in.
"Fine, we'll go, but promise to stop me if I get too carried away," Rose warned. Lissa nodded, excitedly, "Of course."
In a split second, a similar situation flashed before Rose's eyes, making her eyes drift into the distance of her past.
Rose stood up, already heading towards the door, an unkown shadow looming over her face, "But under one condition."
"What?" Lissa asked, willing to satisfy her request.
"You and Christian drive separately from me." And with that, Rose stepped out of the building.
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"How was school today?" Janine Hathaway asked Rose as she was dropping of her keys.
"Same old, same old. Lissa and Pyro want to go to a party on Friday…can I go?" Much to Rose's advantage, recent events have made her mother more flexible since she now knew Rose's every step.
"Sure. Just be safe and no drinking, okay?" Her mother smiled.
"No prob', Mom," she smiled sweetly. "I'll be in my room if there are any updates." Her mother needed no more explanations. They both knew that Rose was referring to the vanishing act of Rufus Ivashkov who was being searched for by Abe Mazur, Rose's mobster of a father.
Just as she had thrown down her backpack, her phone went off. After checking the caller I.D. she was quick to answer, for the first time, feeling true thrill shoot through her.
"Mason!" She grinned widely into the phone. "What's up?"
"Just wanted to check in with you," he said. Rose lay down on her bed, twirling a strand of hair with her index finger.
"There's been no change," she said, referring to the incident. "But lets not talk about that. How are you? And Eddie? Are you still living the single life?"
"Whoa. One question at a time, Rose," he laughed, sounding surprisingly pleasant to Rose's ears. "Let's see. I'm good, so is Eddie. And as for the last one, you swear there is a girl in this entire world who can take all this?"
"Sorry, Mase, but I hate to break it to you, but there are girls out there, I assure you that much."
"Ouch." She visualized him clenching his chest, "that hurt right here, Rose."
"Aw! You poor baby! If you were here, I would rub your ego and cure you," she teased him.
"Well," his voice sounded much closer, "you can do it now."
She froze, and slowly turned around. There stood her best friend. He looked a bit older than before. His hair was as red as ever, cute freckles decorating his face, blue eyes contrasting against his skin.
"Mason!" She threw her phone on her bed and basically tackled Mason to the floor. "What are you doing here? Oh my god! I can't believe you're actually here!"
"Of course," he said, patting her head, "don't think I forgot about you."
"Hey, I want in on the action too!" Another goofy voice joined them. Rose was quickly on her feet.
"Eddie!" He outstretched his arms to embrace her but was smacked on the back of the head instead.
"No. You get no hug for wanting to 'get in on the action,'" Rose said, trying not to smile to broadly.
"Oh, Rose, how I missed your sense of humor. Mase, I love you, bro, but sometimes you just crave the spice Rose adds to everything, you know?"
"Ah, I see how it is, Ed. After everything we've been through? You're going to reject me like that? Fine, we're through!"
"Hell no, Mase. It's in the bro code." Rose laughed at their ridiculous display of men bonding.
"Well, bromance aside, what are you guys doing here? Don't get me wrong. I'm flattered by your presence and all but what gives?"
"Oh," Mase, said, "your mom hasn't told you yet?" Rose grew confused.
"Tell me what?"
"Surprise!" Eddie exclaimed with the same enthusiasm as a toddler's. "We have officially transferred to Saint Vladimir Academy this year!"
And that is it folks! I hope you liked it so far, and please bare with me with my late updating. Reviews are welcome as always! ^.^ Well, until next time! :)
-Violet