Alright so this chapter is kind of short and probably a little choppy but I always tend to have a difficult time starting up new stories so bare with me (please)!! Anyway continue to read and start reviewing, I know you guys are reading but you need to review help me out, give me ideas….I need them! Lol ! Also thank you to those of you who did review the first chapter, this is for you guys!!
The next night Mia and Letty arrived at Ronnie's apartment around nine for drinks and an old school sleepover.
"Ok I know this is stupid but I'm really having a lot of fun" Ronnie giggled as she downed her fourth beer of the evening.
"When did you become such a light weight?" Letty chastised Ronnie for buzzing off of four beers.
"Please you know I quit drinking back in high school"
"Yea yea. So do you have a studio in the place or what?" Mia questioned bouncing around, anxious to get a peak at some of Ronnie's latest work.
Ronnie nodded getting up and leading the other two towards the door at the end of the hallway, "here it is" she smiled opening the door and flipping the lights on.
Mia immediately went to the drawing table and looked down at Ronnie's latest creation, what she saw shocked her. "Ronnie, you drew Vince"
"WHAT!" Letty exclaimed racing over and shoving Mia out of the way.
"You did draw Vince" she gasped, astonished.
Ronnie rolled her eyes, "I couldn't help it, his face is perfect. I couldn't stop looking at him yesterday, then today I couldn't stop sketching his eyes during all of my classes it was driving me crazy I had to draw him, besides he gives good face"
Mia sat down dramatically, "This is so not good"
"Why? He's just a guy that I drew"
It was Letty's turn to roll her eyes, "it's never just a guy that you drew. You've never drawn a guy before, always women you always said you would draw a man when one inspired you, I think this is a big deal girl"
Ronnie took the sketch from Letty's hands, setting it back down, "yea well I think you both are crazy".
The next day as Letty and Mia drove home, they were both thinking the same thing.
"You know you can't tell Vince about the picture" Letty warned evenly.
Mia scoffed, "and why not"
Letty was quiet for a few minutes, changing lanes and thinking about her response, "Because if we want anything to happen between Ronnie and Vince ,we have to let it happen naturally. I know Ronnie and she won't be forced into anything, even if she really wants it"
"I guess, I mean honestly how do we know that they would even really want each other anyway?" Mia mused
Letty just smiled, "I have a good feeling about, you could see it in their eyes, almost like love at first sight"
"When did you turn into a girl" Mia smiled.
"I guess it's easy to get caught up in it all when it's real"
The next few weeks flew by.
Ronnie was constantly busy teaching her classes or hanging out with Mia and Letty.
Mia finally seemed to have that special Mia glow back which thrilled Dom to no end, and poor Vince was stuck constantly hearing about Ronnie or seeing her at the store or house and thanks to a severe termite infestation in her townhouse ,Ronnie was now taking refuge at the Toretto house.
It was 11:30 on a Saturday night, Ronnie was desperately trying to find a quiet spot in the house so as to grade papers. Her room was next door to Dom and Letty's and of course they were going at it like rabbits and loudly. Mia was blaring her music trying to drown it all out and Leon and Jesse were in the living room playing grand theft auto and like always they were very vocal whilst playing.
She finally decided that her only option was the basement, she only prayed that Vince wasn't in another one of his moods that seemed to be happening so very often as of lately.
Two weeks after they had reunited Mia told Ronnie of Vince's previous infatuation with her. Ronnie tried not to think too much of it, she wasn't really looking for a relationship or a hook up which Vince was known for, but she did find him intriguing and wanted to at least befriend the man whom she couldn't get out of her mind.
So with her papers and sketch pad in hand she padded softly down the stairs leading to the basement and poked her head around the corner. Vince instantly came into sight, sitting on the ratted out sofa quietly strumming chords on his acoustic guitar.
"Oh thank God, someone that's not screaming or fucking" she sighed sitting down on the opposite end of the sofa.
"Don't the two usually go hand in hand" Vince smirked
"Yea but not in this case, anyway you mind if I crash down here? I've got to get these papers graded for Monday and the people in this house are driving me nuts"
"Be my guest, you ok if I stay out here or is my playing gonna bother you" he questioned gazing over her bare legs that were now stretched out, her toes almost touching his thigh.
"No please stay, music is my escape besides I love acoustic" she smiled at him and turned to her papers.
An hour passed, Ronnie had finished her papers and was now busy sketching away, not a word had passed between them again and she loved the comfortable silence.
"What are you drawing?"
"Your hands" she answered looking up and yawning.
Vince looked down at his hands, calloused and still slightly dirty from his day at work, "why"
She smiled, "because I like them, they have personality"
Vince scoffed as he set his guitar down and turned to face her, "how can hands have personality"
She leaned forward and took his right hand in her own, "look, calluses hours of guitar, the dirt under your fingernails, hours of work under the hood of every car in town, well any car worth driving. Then these scars, means you've got a story. A very interesting story I might add"
"You know the story" He questioned drawing his hand back slightly.
Ronnie just ran her thumb over the top of his hand slightly, "yea Mia told me. She had called me when she was on her way to the hospital then I finally got to hear the whole thing a few weeks ago"
"And you're still hanging around here"
"Look Vince everyone has a past and a history, I know that, I understand that, hell I've got a checkered past of my own. It's nothing to be ashamed of" she stated matter of factly.
It was quiet for a few minutes, Ronnie got the idea that Vince was sizing her up, it made her uncomfortable but she understood.
"So can I see my hands" he smiled leaning over trying to peak at her sketch book.
"My my Vince I think that is the first time I have ever seen you smile, and no you cannot see your hands"
Vince pouted slightly, "Come on"
"Honey I invented that face, it won't work on me" she laughed at his display, so unlike the rough and tumble Vince.
"I have my ways" he smirked.
Ronnie just raised an eyebrow, "right, well on that note I'm going to bed. I will see you tomorrow"
"Night" Vince called to her retreated form.
"Goodnight Vince"
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