Sorry it took so long to get this chapter up. As I said: It's LONG! And, it had to undergo a lot of changes. Also, I was very busy the past couple days, so the actual typing-it-out process took a little longer than I expected. But here it is, for you to read. I hope my readers aren't too mad at me. Speaking of which, thank you for all the lovely reviews, I really appreciate them.
Chapter 3Winter turned to spring and Rob and I made up a lot for lost time. Not only because
We hadn't been together since birth
But also
There were 2 Rob-free weeks after what had happened at his uncle's wedding.
Oh yes, the wedding. We mustn't forget about that. At first, it was wonderful. Rob and I shared a couple of dances. But once Rob went to go to the bathroom, one of his cousins asked me to dance. I said no, but he kept on asking me. Don't ask me how, but somehow, we ended up dancing. Well, Rob chose that particular moment to come back from the bathroom and saw us dancing. Rob, of course, got really mad. I didn't even see Rob come back though. All of a sudden, I saw him break his cousin and me apart and I heard a crunch and blood spurted out of his cousin's nose. It got all over my dress, but I didn't care; it was so romantic – Rob was pounding his cousin for me! The security guard had to pull rob away, and his cousin went to the ER. Nice family eh?
So, it was spring. The flowers were blooming, birds were chirping, and love was in the air… at least for me it was.
Unfortunately, I wasn't with the love of my life. Instead, I was at good ole Ernie Pyle High, bored out of my mind and willing, telepathically, for the bell to ring. Hey, I didn't know how much power I possessed. I could have a ton more powers that I didn't know about – oh my God, I sound like Krantz. A/N: She didn't accept offer to FBI
Just a second later, the bell rang. I hurried out of the classroom with a smirk on my face. I stopped at my locker where I was harassed, once again, by Hank Wendell. A/N: Is his name right? If not, please correct me Where the conversation flowed, once again, about me. Not being in detention. This conversation was seriously, getting old. He was walking over, so I was leaving, when he said something different. And it wasn't about me, but about him. And Rob.
"So when are you going to leave the that stupid boyfriend of yours and go out with me?" Wendell asked slyly.
I stopped dead in my tracks, spun around, and looked at him disgustedly. "As if," I retorted and walked outside. The sunlight was really bright, and all I could think was: Geez, I need to get some sunglasses.
That's when I heard it, the sound my ears are always itching to hear: the beautiful purr of Rob's Indian. I could point out that sound even in the loudest of places.
The question was, however, why was he here? Rob, I mean. He has never, except for once, come to my school to get me.
So, I pointed this out to him when I got to his Indian. He just shook his head and gave me this half-amused, half-disgusted smirk he seems to give just for me.
"Mastriani, I've come to get you," Rob said in his sexy low voice.
"Well, I can see that. Why though? You're not answering my ques-" Rob cut me off by putting his hand over my mouth.
"Just get on the bike, Mastriani," He handed me the extra helmet. But just as I was putting on the helmet, very hesitantly, I might add; it's not very often that this happens – Ruth stalked on over and chose that moment to come and lecture me on safe sex. She was really starting to sound like my mother.
"Oh, Hess, I can't believe you're actually going to-"
Rob just stood there looking very uncomfortable.
"Ruth, we'll discuss safe sex later. But right now, I'm going to… wherever Rob is taking me." I told Ruth. I put the helmet over my head as Rob followed suit. He sat down on the bike as I plopped down behind him and wrapped my arms around him. I was practically melting when I felt his abs beneath his thin t-shirt.
And then we were off to… I didn't know really. All I knew was that we had to get away from Ruth fast.
We rode for a while; I didn't pay attention to where we were going since I was too busy daydreaming. But all too soon, we stopped. Of course, I was still lost in Jess and Rob Land so I didn't realize we did. Stop, I mean.
"Mastriani," Rob's voice shook me from my fantasy. He sounded bored.
"What?" I asked curiously.
"We've stopped. Would you mind getting off the bike so we can just go inside?"
"Oh right," I said stupidly as I got up. Nice job Jess, he's really going to get over the jailbait factor now. I said to myself. It was at this thought that I finally knew where we were: his house. And his mom's car was gone.
I decided it was my responsibility to establish this.
Rob chuckled, his eyes lit up with amusement – wow some actual emotion in his eyes – and said, "I know that, Mastriani. She's out with Gary."
"Oh," I said, trying to sound sophisticated. "So that makes us-"
"Alone?" He offered, a slow grin spreading across his face.
I swallowed and nodded. Rob walked over to me and put his arm around my shoulders. I leaned into him a little as he guided me to the door. He opened it and took the liberty of relieving me from my backpack, dropped it on the floor, and me to the living room. I sat on the couch and he stayed standing.
"Want something to eat?" He asked. Rob is such a gentleman – when did I ever get to be so lucky? I shook my head at his question. "Drink?" He said.
"No thanks," I said.
"Alright," Rob replied as he walked over to the couch and plopped down beside me. He put his arms around me and me close, and kissed my head. He rested his chin on my head and said, "What do you want to do?"
I snuggled closer into him. "Um, we could watch a movie," I suggested.
"Sure, which movie?" He asked as he stroked my hair. I was thinking about growing it out, but Rob said he liked it. So I kept it. Short, I mean.
"Uh, something scary," I said and smiled.
Rob got up to go find a movie – he had a ton, let me tell you. He finally came back with one. It was a Japanese horror one called One Missed Call. It looked interesting.
So, we sat and watched the movie – which was pretty entertaining, only because we were barely even paying attention, if you catch my drift. It all started on the first scary part, when a girl fell off of a bridge. It may not seem that scary, but I was scared at the time. So Rob, being the perfect gentleman, tried to comfort me. In doing so, he accidentally kissed me and it took off from there.
Let me just tell you one thing about Rob's kissing: it's amazing. When he kisses me, it's like he's kissing me with every inch of his being. It's as if it's coming from his heart and soul. I know it sounds corny, but I'm only trying to be honest.
It's times like these that I really loved: rob and me, sitting together and kissing each other passionately. It made me think he actually loved me.
Sad, I know. I don't even know if my own boyfriend loves me. I say, "I love you" and he looks around uncomfortably and changes the subject. He starts talking about football and he doesn't even like football. Yea, this is my relationship. The relationship everyone is jealous of… well Ruth, mainly.
Don't get me wrong, she still hates Rob, but she just likes the way we act together. "You have chemistry" she says.
Anyways, Rob eventually was lying on top of me, hand up my bra, when he suddenly stopped and got off me like I was on fire or something. See, this is the problem with having a boyfriend who's on probation: just when the good stuff is about to happen, he realizes what's going on. It's very depressing sometimes.
"Sorry, we should stop," He always says this like he's violated my body. Which, of course, he hasn't.
I propped myself up on my elbows. I really didn't feel like arguing with him. "Ok, let's finish watching the movie."
"Right," Rob said as he dragged me back into his arms. Maybe he really did love me, he's just afraid to say it.
"What the hell? What's going on?" I asked. We missed so much of the movie with our intimate distraction.
Rob gave me his famous half amused, half disgusted smile and brought his arms tighter. "Just watch the movie, Mastriani," He said as he smiled – a full one – and kissed my head.
I scooted in closer to him, rested my head on his chest and soon I fell asleep.
