A/N Here is the new and improved chapter 2.
Disclaimer: I don't own VA.
First period seemed to drag on, and I found my mind wandering. Well, this is one class that I'm definitely going to end up either failing, or cheating off of Lissa. Also, I found that my eyes kept wandering to the beautiful brown eyed boy sitting next to me. When the teacher took attendance I discovered his name was Dimitri Belikov, and upon further inspection, my final conclusion was that he is probably the sexiest guy that I have ever seen. He had shoulder length brown hair, that he neatly tied into a pony tail. His uniform fit his muscular body in all the right places, and he has these lips—that look so…kissable. After I nearly got caught staring at him twice, I tried to control my impulses and only looked from the corner of my eye.
"Rose Hathaway?" A voice called from somewhere.
"Huh." I said stupidly. I looked away from my sexy neighbor to look at my ugly teacher Mr. Alto or, as I liked to call him, to his displeasure, Stan. I had started calling him this last year, when I had him for history. He and I had gotten along really well. I heard snickers at my incoherent response, but I ignored it.
"Well, I thought since you were paying such close attention. I was wondering if you could be so kind as to repeat to the class what I just said." He asked sarcastically.
"Sure thing Stan." I retorted, emphasizing his first name. "You said, 'Well, I thought since you were paying such close attention. I was wondering if you could be so kind as to repeat to the class what I just said.'" I parroted, trying my best to imitate his whiny voice. This time I could hear the class trying to suppress their laughter, but everything went silent when Stan gave a stern look to the class.
"Well congratulations, Hathaway. You managed to be my first detention of the year." He grumbled, walking over to his desk and signing a detention slip.
When he came to my desk to hand it to me, I gave him the patented Rose smile, and replied: "Awwww. Stan! It's only the first day and you can't get enough of my face already? I'm touched." I taunted, taking the slip. He simply scowled, and walked back to the front of the class and continued his lecture.
The bell couldn't ring fast enough. I jumped out of my seat quickly, causing an avalanche of stuff to pour from my backpack. "Crap." I muttered, bending down to gather my stuff. Just then, a pair of large hands reached down to help me. "Thanks." I mumbled, only to freeze when I saw who my helper was. Kind brown eyes stared back at me.
"No problem." Oh that accent. That was definitely Russian. He handed me my stuff, and for a brief moment, our fingertips brushed against one another. After all of my stuff was collected, he stood up and left the classroom. I couldn't help myself, as he walked out I got a good look at his retreating figure. He had a nice ass for a guy. I chuckled to myself and walked out of class to meet Lissa's smiling face.
"So, saw something you liked in class? I couldn't help but notice you were a little distracted." She asked knowingly.
"Please Lissa, I was not distracted. I was obviously enchanted by the sexy hunk of man sitting next to me."
Lissa chuckled. "Obviously."
"Hey, Street Rat what happened? Did your skirt rip on your way out of the junk yard?"
And so it starts. I thought to myself as I turned to look down at the doll-like witch of the west Mia Rinaldi. She's a real shorty with blond curls that frame her pretty but bitchy face. Mia has always had a huge problem with me, probably because Lissa would rather be friends with a "street rat" than a stuck up little bitch. I simply smiled and turned back to Lissa.
"Lissa, can you please give me the number to the elementary school? I'm afraid one of the kids has escaped."
"Always the same jokes, Hathaway."
"Always the same size, Mia." I spat, a sweet smile plastered on my face. "Now hurry along Mia before someone drops a house on you." I said, swiping my finger on her nose as if she was a little kid. She simply scowled and walked away. Round one goes to Rose. I thought to myself as I parted with Lissa and wandered into my next class.
I immediately noticed my friend Mason waving me over and pointing to the seat next to him. I smiled, walking over and plopping down in the seat. "Hey Hathaway. I see you didn't approve of the length of your skirt." Mason teased, his eyes slowly sinking down to my legs and staying there.
"Hey Ashford, eyes up here." I spoke sternly, pointing my fingers to my eyes.
"Oh, sorry. It's hard to concentrate when you're showing off those sexy legs of yours." Mason quipped, flashing a flirtatious smile. I sighed. Mason has had a crush on me for the longest. But I didn't really have feelings for him like that. I mean, he wasn't ugly. He was actually extremely hot. His body was pretty built and he has really red hair and blue eyes. But I can't see myself with him like that. I think of him as a brother. I've told him this, but I guess he can't help how he feels. I mean, have you seen me lately?
"Yeah well try to reel in the testosterone, buddy." I said, offering a coy smile in response to his.
"What about testosterone?" our friend Eddie Castile interjected as he took the desk in front of Mason.
"Nothing. I was just telling Mase here how I love the smell of it in the morning." I joked. Eddie raised an eyebrow and then he burst out laughing.
"Oh Hathaway, how I've missed you so." Eddie said in between his fits of laughter.
"Yo, Belikov!" Mason hollered. I froze and looked toward the front of the class to see the sexy Russian god looking toward the sound of his name. His eyes found mine and he smiled. He waved back to Mason, although I had suspected that the wave was for me, considering the fact that his eyes never left mine. He walked over and took the seat in front of me.
"Hey Mase. Hello Rose." He greeted, turning to me and smiling brightly. It was almost blinding. Mase?
"Hi." I managed to squeak out.
Mason looked from me to Dimitri. "You guys know each other?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"We have first period together." I explained. "I could ask you the same question, Mase."
"Oh, I never told you!? Dimitri and I met this past summer. He was taking some summer classes while I had summer training for wrestling. We got out around the same time, so we hung out most days. I thought I told you that."
"Um, no you didn't." I spoke through my teeth.
"Oh, sorry. Anyway! Wanna hang out after school today?"
"Nah. I have havoc to wreak in detention after school." I said matter-of-factly.
"You already have a detention and its only second period? Damn, that must be a new record, Hathaway." Mason mused.
"What can I say? I'm a trouble maker." I said, shrugging my shoulders and giving an innocent smile.
"What class? I'll get a detention too so we can wreak havoc together." Mason asked looking at his schedule.
"Stan." I replied.
"'Kay. I have him 4th period."
"Yay we'll be detention buddies!"
"I don't think I've ever met anybody who's planned to go to detention together." Dimitri said with amusement in his eyes.
"Well what can I say? We are a unique pair of peoples." I grinned.
"Yes, you sure are." He muttered quietly. I blushed, but I recovered quickly.
"And if you want to experience more of our uniqueness then you can join us at lunch where things get really wild." I winked. He chuckled and nodded, smiling at me.
"Looking forward to it."
"Good! Mase, give him the coordinates of our secret base." I joked.
"Yes ma'am." Mason saluted, following along.
After that we talked a little while longer before class started. But I wasn't really listening. I was too busy planning the stunts I was gonna pull at lunch with Mr. Belikov joining us.
New and improved chapter 2 complete. Hope you enjoyed it the second time around for all you returning readers. R&R and tell me what you think. Signing off.
