Oh no, she didn't. SHE DIDN'T. Lissa knew he will be here, that's way she wanted me to be here. Why wouldn't she tell me? If I knew, I wouldn't have come.

"No Lissa, you didn't." I tell her, giving her my 'I'll take revange', smile."

"What? You wanted to see him, right?" she asks, dragging me after her in the living room. We stop right next to her mother, and guess what? Dimitri is talking to her. Oh dear life, what have I done to you to hate me so much? Maybe in my other life I was a murder or something.

"Hey mom." Says Lissa to her mother.

"Hey. Oh my god, you girls look amazing." Her mother tells us. "Aren't they, Dimitri?" she adds. She did not asked him something like that, if he says we look pretty my life ends. I want to look sexy.

I know that he looks at us right now, but something inside me just dosen't let me look at him. Mabe because I am afraid of his answer but I really want to know his answer. He looks at me right know, and I, Rose Hataway, can't look at him. What's wrong with me? I still like men, if you wander.

"Do I know you, girls?" he asks, after some seconds.

I and Lissa look at each other, scared to death. Lissa will be in trouble more than me but still my pants shakes, I mean my dress. Her mother dosen't have to know where we were that night. We were supposed to spend the night at my house, without boys, meaning, without Christian. Her parents know about him but that dosen't mean that they like him.

"No." Lissa hurry to answer. Maybe too fast.

"Really? You two look familiar." He says. "Like I've seen you two before." He looks at us a little too pushy. Really? Is he that dumb, can't he understand that we lied to Rhea about that night? Or maybe he really doesn't know.

"No. You didn't." I say, now looking into his eyes. I was right, they are brown, dark brown. The look on his face tells me that he knows us very well and that we lied about where we were, but who knows.

"Maybe you are right. Sorry." He apologise and I know that he covered us. We are supposed to be those who apologise, not him. But if he wants to bear with our lie, he is more than welcome. He can play Superman for me, I don't care.

"So Dimitri, this is Lissa, my only daughter and this is Rose, Lissa's friend. She is always here, so I consider her as my second daughter." Says Rhea, hugging us.

"Nice to meet you, Rose." he says, taking my right hand to kiss the back of it and I forget to breath. Too soon, he let it go to take Lissa's hand. "Nice to meet you, Lissa." Oh god, he is so polite. Those kind of man that appears only in dreams and fairytales. Snow White wished to meet Dimitri first.

"Nice to meet you, too, Dimitri." I and Lissa say in union.

Dinner was good enough. Thanks God they talked only about business and not about us. Tell you something, to hear someone talking only about business is very boring. It seems that Dimitri and his family are here to make business with Andre, Lissa's older brother. He is new at this, and I guess Dimitri is the first one who wants to do business with him.

It seems that I'm not so interesting for Dimitri. He seemed very concerned about what he will do with Andre, to care to look to the girl who sat at the table in his right. Ayh yah yah, I am not a big deal. Maybe he has a girlfriend. Rose, have you thought about it? No, of course not, because you only care about you. Oh god, now I'm talking to myself. That's not good. This means that I'm going crazy. Not that I wasn't until now but is hard to reconize that you are crazy.

"Care to share your thoughts?" asks Andre, looking at me.

"No, not really." I answer. This caused Dimitri to look at me and actually laugh. He has a really amazing smile. "What's so funny?" I ask, looking right into his eyes.

"Nothing, but you are funny." He answer. I look around and seems like no one care about our conversation. Perfect. But the thing is: why was I so funny after all?

"If you find this funny means that you have no entertainment in your life." I say, with a playful smile on my face.

"No, I don't." He answer, looking no where in particular. I let him stare at God knows what, to analyze him. Now that his expression is serious, his dimples disappeared and his eyes looks very sad. There is a shadow of smile on his face, but any dumb person can see that it's fake. I wander how is his life. He is rich, isn't he supposed to be happy, to have anything? Even if that isn't me.

"You can any time hire a clown. You know, to laugh more." I say, smiling at him. "You have a beautiful smile." I add. After the words left my mouth I realized what I have said. Where should I run now? Right or left?

"Thank you." He answers after some second of staring at me. What? I can make a compliment.

-o—O-

"So, how is he?" asks Lissa, after dinner. "I saw you two talking." She adds, giving me a smile that I want to weep out of her face. Someone should give me some boxing gloves.

"He is ... sad." I say, after some second of thinking about the perfect word to describe him.

"Sad?" she asks, too loud for my ears.

"Yes, he is sad. I really wish I coud be part of his life and make him laugh all the time. He told me that I'm funny."

"This is right." She says huging me. "You know what, maybe you will be a part of his life." She adds. I just hope.

"Yeah Lissa, right. Like I have any chance to meet him again." I say, a little too sad. It will be awesome to be someone for him.

"Well, while you were talking to him, his mother invited us at a barbecue at them house next Sunday." She says. I look at her and I can't belive. This mean that I can see him next Sunday, too.

"Wait, I can go too, right?" I ask her.

"Of course. You thought I will go without you?" he says hugging me a little tighter. I'm about to do that awkward dance I do when I am happy. But that dance I do usually when I am alone or with Lissa.

"I love you, Lissa" and I really do. She is my best friend. Who to love if not her.

"Hey, look, Andre and Dimitri are talking in the backyard. Let's go!" and she drags me after her. You wouldn't believe how strong this person is even if she is so skinny. "I'll get somehow rid of Andre and than you can have some alone time with him, again." She adds, not letting me have a word in her plans. Seriously, I don't know why I am friend with such a person, sometime. I always have to do as she says or she crys, and I hate to see her crying.

"Please, Lissa, stop! I look like a stalker." I say, trying to fee my hand from her grip.

"Hey Andre, what are you doing?" she asks her brother, trying to catch his atention. Awkward moment.

"Fine, sister. You?" he asks sarcastically. He knows she's up to something.

"Me and Rose are a little too bored so we decided to come and talk to you." She says, smiling. I, on the other hand, don't make a sound. I feel like any word that will come out of my mouth will make me look like a fool. But hey, Dimitri says I am funny. What does that mean?

"Hello, Rose." says Dimitri, trying to look me in the eyes but he awkwardly fail. I'm too shrot for him too see my eyes when I look at the ground. Is an act of shame, I know, but I take responsibility of it.

"By the way, Liss, where is your stunning boyfriend?" Asks Andre exactly in the moment when I wanted to give my answer to Dimitri. Hey idiot, someone said hi to me, I wanted to be polite to say hi back.

"It's not funny, Andre." Says Lissa, being able to read the sadness on her face.

"What?"

"You are a Dick, Andre." She says, leaving. Realizing he had made a stupid mistake, Andre chases her. I know they fight occasionally, but I also know that they love each other very much. I'm sure he's going to apologize now.

So, instead of doing something, I just stay where I am, still looking at the ground. But I know that the Earth won't open to take me with him. I've always been the kind of girl who is not ashamed of anything. I always know what I want and how to defend my rights. But now ... standing in front of him I feel like my legs have turned to jelly. I do not know how to stand up. It's a miracle.

"Are they always like that?" Dimitri asks, breaking the silence. I finally look up and I say:

"Yes." Oh Rose, what a brilliant answer. Oh God, I need a box of sand to hide my head like a ostrich, it would have done the same if they were me.

"Can I ask you something, Rose?" He asks coming a little closer. Oh no, too close...

"Sure."

"Why did you and Lissa lied to Rhea about that night? It's not like you are underage or something like that." He says and I remain motionless. I still think that I was a murder in my previous life. What should I answer? 'Rose, you have to tell him the truth. You can't go on with this lie'. Says my brain to me. But I just can't tell him that I'm underage. There will be no way in hell he will look at me, ever. And I don't like the ever word in this context.

"Rhea dosen't like Christian very much, Lissa's boyfriend, but she really wanted to go out with him and took me with her in case her parents will find out. Lissa hates to see her parents getting mad at her, so she lied. Please don't say anything." I beg. So, I didn't really lied to him I just hid half of the truth. I just hate this game I'm in, I go from a lie to another lie. I will ever see myself clean? You just have to pray Rose.

"If Christian means that much to Lissa than no, I wont say anything." He says, drinking from the glass he has in his hands. Even drinking he looks amazingly hot.

"Did you really not heard anything, ever, about Christian? I mean, he is your girlfriend's cousin, she probably ment..." I try to say but he cut me off.

"Tasha is not my girlfriend. We are just friends." He answers at my implied question. Yes, I did mention girlfriend because I needed to know for sure that he is single. Or maybe just Tasha isn't his girlfriend, maybe he has other girlfriend.

"Oh..." I say, a little shy.

"Any other questions about my life, Rose?" He asks, waking me from my day dream.

"Excuse me?" I ask.

"I was just joking, Roza." He says, laughing. "Your secret will be fine with me." He adds at least when he stops from laughing.

"Thank you." I say, giving him a fake smile. Honestly, in my inside, mini me can't stop from dancing. He is solo, he is not taken...I guess, there is a chance that he can be mine. Thank you, God, now I really believe in You. "So, why do you want to make business with Andre?" I add because I don't want for this conversation to end, ever. And in this context I like the ever word.

"Why not Andre?" he asks easily. He really knows how to return an answer.

"I don't know, I just asked." I say, looking at the ground ashamed. Why do I keep doing this? "By the way, what business are you in?" I ask realising that I don't know what he is doing.

"Do you want to know what I'm doing myself or what I'm ganna do with Andre?" he asks again.

"What... are you ganna ... do with Andre?" I ask in the end...looking stupid, but hopfuly he didn't noticed.

"Well, I will lend him money to start a new business with clubs. After he makes some money from it, he will give me my money back with 20% each year" he says.

"So, what you do, is give money to some people and than take it back after some years. It sounds easy." I say, not really interesting, but I want to be polite.

"No, 't not all I do. I aslo am a CEO at an enterprise of architecture." Ohh.. so he is rich but that I knew already. "But I'm also the owner of that club you've been with your friends when you met me." He adds.

"Can I ask you how old are you?" I ask because he actually is really successful but looks also pretty young.

"I'm 23, Roza." He says mentioning again that name, 'Roza'. W-w-what?

"I'm sorry, who's Roza?" I ask a little too soon. Is his girlfriend?

"It's your nick name in Russian." He says, drinking from that damn glass from his hand that seems to have no botton.

"And you know that because..."

"Because I'm Russian." He says, proud of himself.

"Wow." I say after some seconds. "This ... I think is really amazing." I add not really knowing why I said that.

"Yeah, it is, Roza. But you know what, is getting a little too late and I have to go. Maybe I will see you some other time. It was a pleasure to meet someone like you." He says giving me a killing smile. "At least let me lead you inside." He adds, being a gentle man till the end. I say to myself. Jockpot.