Chapter Four: Without Another Word

Sneaking inside, the sun lite up the room, letting it shine straight into Rose's eyes to wake her up. Leaning over the edge of the bed, she walked over to her dressers, digging through the options of clothes until something caught her eye. Pulling out a white tank top, some Alexander McQueen Mixed Media Short boots, a pair of Joe's black skinny jeans, a Lauren Ralph Lauren Sleeveless Striped Silk Halter Tunic top, ending it all with her hair braided to her left side. Walking over to her bag after she finished her make up, she sighed, thinking how it was the same routine over and over again. Suddenly she remembered that she had to call her parents and her aunt, which she didn't.

Taking her phone, she dialed her parent's number, waiting for them to pick up. After one ring someone picked up.

"Hello?" A man answered, sounding like her dad's voice.

"Emma told me that you've tried to call me. Anything wrong?" Rose asked as she put her iPod into her bag, swinging it over her shoulder, and heading out of her apartment.

"Just wanted to see how California is." Her dad replied, sounding a little excited about something.

"It's okay. You should seen the outfit's that I got and then the ones Lydia picked out for me. Allison got me a few make up products, telling me they'd bring out my actual face and the trick was to put little make up on. I have a few problems with Scott, of course, but he was the one who leaned in to kiss me, and, now, now I'm going to be late for school. Love you." Rose said as she quickly hung up, rushing outside and to school.

"You too, sweetie." Her dad whispered, hanging up the phone.

Once Rose got to school, Rose went straight over to Scott, grabbing his shirt as she said, "You are coming with me."

Dragging Scott to the library, he pushed him into a chair and stared at him for a minute before sitting across from him, clearly unhappy.

"You listen. What happened a couple nights ago meant nothing. You hear me, nothing. If I hear rumors of this I will cut off your head and personally play soccer with it. Us. You. Me. It never happened. You will stay away from me, and we are not having lunch together, got it?" Rose said, grabbing his shirt at the end of it as she pulled him up close to her as she whispered, "Good," before letting go and walking out of the library, leaving Scott speechless.

As Rose headed back to her locker, Lydia spotted her in the hall and stopped her.

"Allison and I are going to a club tonight. Do you want to come?" Lydia asked, leaning against a locker in front of Rose.

"You know I've got to get home tonight. Busy." Rose lied as she passed Lydia, continuing to walk only to stop when Lydia said something.

"You said that last time. Is there any free night you have? Not to mention we're going boy hunting and could use another girl."

"If it get's you off my back, I'll go." Rose mumbled, turning to look back at Lydia who just reminded her to be at Alice by four.

Turning back around, she continued to her locker, feeling like a new person after what just happened. As she opened her locker, she continued her daily routine, taking out her English binder, pen, and notebook. Slamming her locker, she began walking to English as she heard the bell, watching everyone run around to their class. It seemed peaceful for once in the hall and Rose wish it would've lasted, but she had to get to class. As she walked in, she sat next to Scott who looked a little worse than he did before she told him off, but she was feeling like a new person. As usual, the day passed fairly quickly and Rose made it home to change into something decent for the club she was going to. As she was looking through her dresser's, her phone rang and she answered it.

"Hello?" Rose asked as she tossed a pair of Rock Revival Elaina Boot Stretch jeans across the floor along with her "Sweetie, can you talk right now?" Her mom asked as she had a nervous feel in her voice.

"I'm a little busy. Can it wait?" Rose said as she tossed a Eliza J Print Fit & Flare dress around, tossing clothes left and right.

"Do what?" Her mom asked, curious about her daughter

"Picking out clothes. Lydia and Allison are taking me to a club to go boy hunting. I feel like I just broke up with Scott even though we were never together. It was one kiss and he starts acting like were dating." Rose complains as she finds a Milly Leather Bodice & Print Silk Organza dress along with a pair of 5 1/2" Sequin Boot DIAMOND-31 ankle boots that matched the dress.

"Sounds like California is wonderful." Her mom sighed, knowing that she was having a better time in California than she ever did in Kansas.

"It is. Glad you shipped me off here. Love you, mom." Rose said as she hung up, tossing her phone on her bed as she ran to the bathroom to try on her outfit.

When she came out, she walked over to her room, finding the Lauren Ralph Lauren Newbury Small Crossbody purse that Lydia bought her. Putting in her iPhone, wallet, keys, and other things, Rose suddenly realized she had no jewelry on. Going over to her jewelry, she picked out City Lights earrings and a 14k White Gold Natural Amethyst necklace. Looking at herself in the mirror, she smiled at her reflection just as the doorbell rang. As Rose walked over to the door with her purse on her shoulder, she opened it to see Scott.

"You look beautiful. Where are you going?" Scott asked, checking out Rose from top to bottom.

"To the club, Alice, with Lydia and Allison." Rose said as she looked at the time which was twenty minutes or so until four.

"Allison, huh? Can I give you a ride?" Scott asked, being bothered by Allison's name, but getting it out of his mind as he asked her a question.

"Wouldn't hurt." Rose mumbled as she left her apartment, locking the door behind her before slipping her key into her purse.

While driving to the club, the silence in the car was like a thin glass, letting Scott be the one to break it all down, shattering it into pieces.

"About the kiss-" Scott began, seeing Rose stare at him which made him not want to continue.

"It happened. It was nothing. It's over. Now, if you say another word, I will make you turn this damn car around, or better yet, drop you off here and take your car." Rose threatened, seeing Scott smirk a little, but turning it into nothing as he continued to drive.

"It doesn't matter what I say." Scott said, looking over at Rose for a second before looking forward.

"And why not?" Rose questioned, sitting up straighter in her seat as she looked over at Scott.

"Because we're already here and it wouldn't be right to talk about something that you feel strongly needs to be forgotten, even though it's the best kiss I ever had. I felt a spark." Scott announced as he pulled over, letting Rose get out.

"Scott, before I get out," Rose began as she put her hand on Scott's face and kissed him before pulling back, smiling to say, "Definitely a spark."

Rose got out of the car, walking towards the club as Scott drove away, not another word spoken.