RPOV
~Many weeks later~
My suspension is finally finished. I'm happy because I finally get to spend time with my new boyfriend Dimitri, and I'm a bit disappointed because I kind of enjoyed being away from school. Though Dimitri and I started dating after our romantic Valentine's Day moment, it felt as if it's been so much longer than just a couple weeks. Dimitri and I tried to spend as much time together as we could - we were lovebirds.
I haven't been happier.
~At school~
I walked to school today, and I haven't been more nervous in my life. I don't exactly know what's happened since I got suspended. I don't know if the rumors about me have stopped, or if someone caught me and Dimitri as a couple.
When I went in the school, no one looked at me, no one said anything about me. It was as if I were invisible.
"Roza!" Butterflies fluttered in my tummy at the sound of Dimitri's voice. I turned and saw him sprinting towards me, we smiled at each other. Dimitri gently took my hand, our fingers lacing together. "I'm happy you're back," he said softly. "I missed you."
I smiled, biting my bottom lip. "I didn't mind not being here," I said, semi-jokingly. "But at least I get to see you." Dimitri smiled, pecking my lips gently. I sighed. I got my dream guy, I no longer have to deal with the pressures of 'popularity.' My life seems perfect. But, unfortunately, even my happiest moments have to be ruined.
By Avery Lazar.
Her and her group of whores were huddled up by the lockers, snickering and whispering as Dimitri and I walked by. I've learned to ignore Avery and her immature attempts to make me feel like shit, and I can tell it's starting to irritate her.
"Going for the foreign exchange students now?" Avery taunted. "I didn't know you had a thing for communists, Rosie." I felt Dimitri flinch, just a little. He may be Russian, but I knew he wasn't a communist.
"Why don't you get the dick out of your ass, Avery," I snapped. Her face went from a dark smirk to pure shock. "I know you made Jesse and Ralf tell everyone that I was a whore, even though I'm not. I don't get what your problem is, but back the fuck off." Avery opened her mouth to say something, shut it, and stormed off. Her groupie at her heels. I looked up at Dimitri, those beautiful brown eyes looked back at me. "Sorry she said that to you," I said, squeezing his hand.
"It's fine," he said. He kissed the knuckles of my hand, kissed my cheek, and we continued walking.
~Secret admirers~
Class was pretty boring, since I have none with Dimitri. He was on my mind all today, and during lunch, Dimitri and I tried spending as much time together as we could. We sat in our special spot, away from everone else, and enjoyed each other's company. We made plans to spend the weekend together, for me to meet his mother as his girlfriend, and to do normal boyfriend-girlfriend stuff together.
Dimitri treated me like an actual person, like I was actually somebody. All of my previous boyfriends just saw me as the "hot, exotic looking girl." I couldn't help the fact that some people thought I was "exotic," it was genetics that did that. I have a natural tan, I have a natural hourglass figure, I have silky brown hair. It's not my fault. Dimitri doesn't try to force himself on me like by past boyfriends, he doesn't say crude remarks about how I look.
Dimitri makes me feel beauitful. He's kind and gentle and sweet and funny and amazing and loving. He doesn't even need to tell me he loves me, it's written all over his face. His kisses and gentle touches tell me how much he cares for me, his smiles tell me how much he enjoys my company, the dreamy look in his eyes tells me how he couldn't believe I was his girlfriend.
I love Dimitri Belikov, and he loves me.
~Secret admirers~
School was just ending, and I was waiting for Dimitri at the front of the school. He said he needed to talk to his history teacher really quick about some assignment, so I said I'd wait outside.
As I waited, a group of kids walked past me, slowed, and started whispering. I didn't bother trying to hear what they were saying, I knew it was about me. And I knew Avery had something to do with it. Not soon after, Dimitri came walking up to me, his breathtaking full smile gracing his lips.
He held his hand out for me, I took it, and we headed off. We spent most of the afternoon just hanging out. Holding hands, kissing, walking around. When it started getting late, Dimitri walked me home, gave me a goodnight kiss - a very long one, if I might add - and went home.