Lacey watched Killian put his pants back on with a certain fascination. His ruffled dark hair was beautiful, and his bluer than blue eyes always seemed to take on a hazy sort of look after their love-making sessions.

He stood up and zipped his pants before turning back to her. Picking up his black jacket he pulled a pack of smokes out of them, lighting one and handing it off to Lacey before lighting another for himself.

"Where's your sister, isn't she usually making supper by now, I'm kinda hungry, I thought she was supposed to be the domestic one." Lacey frowned before taking another drag off the cigarette.

"Who cares, as long as she's not in my hair I don't give a shit. I can scrounge up something if your hungry, I could eat."

She rolled over to the other side of the bed to pick up her discarded panties and jeans. Killian watched as she leaned down, retrieving her clothes, he smiled to himself as her shapely legs and ass were on display for his viewing pleasure. He secretly wondered what Belle's backyard looked like, he was half hard again thinking about Lacey's sister laying on the bed instead of Lacey.

"Na, I'll find something at home, I gotta go, but I'll call ya later babe." Lacey quickly dressed on the side of the bed as Killian put on his boots and said his good-byes, he always left so soon. Once he had gotten what he wanted it was like he had no use for her, until next time. Lacey felt hurt but tried not to show it.

"Whatever, Call me then." She tried to keep the emotion out of her voice as she got up from the bed. Killian hooked his finger in the belt loop of her jeans and pulled her close. Her white tank top framed her tits perfectly he thought, as he kissed her roughly on the mouth before letting her go, flashing her a wicked smile that never failed to make Lacey's heart melt. She loved him, even if he was an ass, and he loved her, she just knew it in her bones, even if he had never spoken the words.

After Killian left, Lacey went into the kitchen and found a can of soup and put it on the stove. Belle always did the cooking and she could tonight too, that is as soon as she got home, where in the hell was she?

Belle was never late, always predictable, like old faithful, always on time. When Belle was around Lacey didn't have to worry about things like dinner or laundry or waking the old man up to feed him, as Far as Belle's sister was concerned that old fucker could fend for himself just like she was doing.

Just as she was sitting down to eat, Belle walked in, looking a little breathless. "Where the hell have you been?" Belle sat down her books and went to the fridge and got out a bottle of water. Lacey watched as she closed the door and leaned against it, drinking almost half of it before stopping too lick her lips and smile. "Well?"

Lacey was a little perturbed when Belle didn't answer but instead just walked into her room, ignoring her sister all together. Belle didn't answer to her sister, she could come home when ever she felt like it, besides this had been the best day of her life and she wasn't about to let Lacey ruin it.

Lacey watched Belle walk away, her hair windblown and a light in her eyes Lacey hadn't noticed before. Lacey stared after her a few more minutes, even after she had closed the door to her room, she would never figure her sister out, she was such an odd girl, she just shook her head and went back to eating her chicken noodles, forgetting about her weird sibling all together, instead focusing her mind on Killian.

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Mrs. Haycraft's room was about as Cherie as a cold rain in winter, the only bright spot was that Robert would see Belle. He looked up just in time for them to exchange smiles as she sat down beside him, hanging her purse off the back of her chair before sweeping her hair behind her ear. This was the first time they had gotten a chance to talk since yesterday's study session which had proved to be quite educational for them both.

Killian strolled in just in time for the bell to ring. Robert's mood darkened every time he saw Killian, something about him just set Robert on edge, his voice sounded like nails on a chalk board. Killian winked at Belle on his way to his usual seat in the back where his friends waited.

Mrs. Haycraft started passing out a pop quiz that made everyone moan, especially Ruby. She frowned as she counted the pages, three and they looked very long. Ruby hated quizzes, especially ones on the first pages of the stupid book she hadn't even cracked yet. She would hate Mrs. Haycraft except she was always lenient about Ruby leaving class and she wanted to keep the old woman happy seeing how this was Whale's planning period and the perfect time for their little rendezvous, but there was no getting out of here till the test was complete so she had no choice but to get started.

Robert was thankful for Belle reading some of the book to him and he thought he did rather well, considering he hadn't really cracked the book either, instead opting for Belle to read the few pages she did before they had went on to kissing. He looked at her, she seemed very intent on her quiz, taking it very seriously as she filled in the blanks with ease. Robert wished he had as much faith in his answers, he just couldn't get Belle's lips and how soft they were off his mind to get any real work done.

Belle felt his eyes on her and turned to him, catching Robert staring, his face turned red as he smiled sheepishly before casting his eyes toward his paper.

Belle crossed her legs, once again drawing his attention to her. She had on a cute blue jean skirt that had a white cotton scalloped edging that ended at the top of her knees, it showed Belle's legs off to their best advantage. She wasn't tall and rather petite but her skirt made her look smoking hot to Robert. She completed her outfit with a white short sleeve top and a pair of sandals that allowed her pink painted toes to show.

"Keep your eyes on your paper Mr. Gold" brought Robert right out of his stupor as everyone snickered. If it were possible to blush any harder Robert did as he focused back on his paper as his teacher suggested and off of the beautiful girl sitting next to him. Although he didn't realize it because he sat in the front row, another pair of eyes were admiring Belle's legs as well.

Today the bell seemed to ring way to soon and everyone began filing out to go to either the lunch room or their next class. Killian and his friends were strangely quiet as they walked past Robert and Belle, Killian eyeing the pair as they faced each other not noticing him or the rest of the class. Ruby had excused herself early being the first one done and as soon as she plopped her test down on Mrs. Haycraft's desk she asked for the hall pass and didn't show back up until the minute before the bell rang, just in time to grab her books.

"I have second lunch so I guess I'll see you in Mrs. Winger's later, gotta go to art class." Robert nodded and smiled as Belle grabbed her books and purse.

"Sure, see you then." He hoped somehow it would be sooner.

Robert sorely wished he shared lunch with Belle, if he had opted for Art class he might have had a chance but sadly he had no aptitude for it. He met Jefferson and August standing beside their usual table arguing with each other over who was going to ask who to the Halloween dance. Jefferson looked like he was losing as August had a smug self-satisfied look on his face because he had just asked Emma and she had accepted. Robert would have never have figured for them two to hit it off and it was obviously a sore spot for poor Jefferson.

"You can ask Ruby or maybe Ariel, she's nice" August suggested to an obviously pouting Jefferson who fell into his seat, practically throwing his books on the table. His eyes looked dark and stormy at his brother and his face looked like he had sucked on lemons instead of the bright, Cherie expression he usually wore. Robert walked up quietly and set down his books, he didn't want to intrude.

"Think I'm going to grab a coke, want me to get you anything Jefferson?" He figured it might distract the boy from August and his wounded pride. Jefferson found his way to his feet and followed his friend to the lunch line and then on to the coke machines.

"He knows I was going to ask Emma, he's such a prick." Robert hesitated to agree so he decided it was best to keep quiet. Personally he thought Emma was just a tad scary and not Jefferson's type at all, but he could be wrong.

"So there's a dance for Halloween? Does everyone dress up?"Gold couldn't help but think that a costume party sounded a little corny. Jefferson nodded as he took his frustration out on the coke machine that wasn't accepting his wrinkled dollar.

"Already had a cool outfit too. Guess I'll ask Ariel, she's an alright second choice I guess" He looked at Robert hopeful, "Or maybe we could go stag, you don't have anyone in mind to ask do you? I figured since your the new kid you probably haven't settled on a girl yet." Then after he thought about it for half a second his face fell. "That accent of yours will probably get you any girl you want." He shook his head, "Guess I'll just ask Ariel" he resigned hisself to his fate from the look on his face.

Robert had never been to a dance before and he definitely didn't have a costume, he wondered if Belle would consider going with him. He leaned up against the coke machine and opened his pop taking a drink, "So what's your costume?" Jefferson's sly smile returned, he flashed Gold a toothy grin.

"It's a surprise."