Chapter 10: WHA?

Alex's POV

Out lips pressed together and I felt her hands run through my hair. Our tongues fight for dominance and I win.

"Alex." She breathed as our lips moved apart for a moment but then move back together. I put my hand on her ass but she broke out makeout.

"Nuh uh uh, you ain't getting this Jackson." She walked out of my dorm. "See ya Jackson."

"Bye Katrina." I said. I went into the bathroom and turned on the cold water. I needed to cool off.

After I got out of the shower, an Iris message popped up. I waved my hand through it and Hailey was on the other line. "Hey Jackson." She said bluntly.

"Hi." We talked for a while but then she hung up on me. Did I feel bad about it? No. What she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.

Jacob's POV

Me, Caleb, and Reese was hanging out in the den and Reese was bitching about how he can't find a girlfriend. It's December and it's getting close to winter break. By now, Reese and Caleb have been getting along and now consider themselves as friends.

"I mean come 'on, what do girls not see in me?"

"If you were gay, I wouldn't even try to hit on you." That just made Reese bury his head in his hands.

"Jacob, how do you stay single?" I just shrugged.

I just don't think about them and absorb myself even more into my art. "Well Mr. Artist, I'm not like you, and plus, girls dig guys that can cook, play guitar, and be all artistic, you do two out of the three. But me, no."

Well sorry that I was trying to give you advice. He just waved his hand. "Man, you just walk up to a girl and ask her out and she'll automatically say yes."

You're drowning yourself here Reese. "I agree with Jacob, I'm no pussy lover but you should stop complaining." Reese said something but I couldn't make it out. But I was pretty sure it was 'shut the hell up.'

It was the weekend and we weren't in school clothes and we had nothing to do. "What should we do?" Caleb said out loud. I don't know, hey Reese, did you finish that term paper, it's due on Monday.

"Ugh, don't remind me." We could hang out with my sister and her friends. I suggested.

"You're hot sister?" Reese asked suddenly with a smile on his face. Yes, Hailey, unless you're talking about my eight year old sister.

"Cool, I'd like to meet her." Caleb said while examining his nails. I ran up to my dorm and Iris messaged Hailey.

She picked up and she was sitting next to a girl with short brown hair, she kinda looked like Abbie. Was it another half-blood? I haven't seen her before. Maybe from that Roman camp.

"Sup."

"Sup, do you want to hang out?"

"Depends." She said. "Any other people?"

"Just my friends and me."

"Where?" She asked.

"I dunno, the mall?"

"Ok, what time?"

"Now."

"Ok. Where in the mall?"

"STARBUCKS. Gods I need coffee so bad."

"Ok, fine, see you later." Then she hung up. I wrote on a piece of paper, LET'S GO! Folded it into a paper plane and slid down the railing and threw it at them.

Hailey's POV

Yea, I told Abbie about our world, she didn't freak out about it, she was all like, 'meh, ok, makes sense now.' She told me that her neighbor was always coming home looking bloody and torn up. But then when he ate something that looked like a lemon bar he looked just fine.

That neighbor was the Jared, the son of Hecate. Jared said that his father owned a diner south of town.

"Where are we going?" Abbie asked. She adjusted her white head band. She kinda looked like that girl Quinn from that old T.V. show Glee. Except that she was Hispanic and had brown hair.

"The mall!" I announced. "With my brother and his friends."

"Um, ok." She said. After we pulled on our coats, we hailed a taxi to bring us to the mall.

When we arrived at the mall and we walked to the Starbucks. "The boy's aren't here yet." I mumbled ?

"How about I go get some coffee for us? I know your order." Abbie insisted.

"Ok, I'll wait for the boys here."

Jacob's POV

There was one thing on my mind. COFFEE. "Slow down Stoll!" Reese yelled. I slid around the corner and saw Hailey sitting there with the same girl I saw when we were talking via Iris message.

"Hey!" She turned around and waved. And the girl she was sitting across from turned her head and stared at me. But then I stopped. That was really Abbie Sanchez, the girl who tried to rape me.

"God Jacob, you run really fast." Caleb panted while clutching his stomach. Reese opened his mouth to say something but then closed it.

"Whoa man, is that Abbigail Sanchez?" Reese asked. I nodded. Well, at least I think so. Caleb just stared at us and went ahead.

"Nice to meet you Jacob's sister." He said putting out his hand. Hailey's hand slipped into it and shook it. We walked up to it and Abbie avoided out questionable stares.

"It's Hailey, you?"

"Caleb and I think you know him." Caleb said pointing at Reese who was still staring at Abbie.

"Yes, too well." I went to the Starbucks to get some coffee and when I came back Abbie and Reese were gone.

"Where did they go?" Hailey looked up.

"Where did they go?" She repeated.

Well I wouldn't know, I was getting myself some coffee. What about you guys? They both stared at me.

"We were too busy talking." Caleb responded.

"Meh oh well."

Abbie's POV

"LET GO OF ME REESE!" I yelled. Well more like laughed. He had me by my waist and I felt him smelling my hair.

"You cut your hair." He noted.

"No!" I laughed again cause he was tickling me even more. "Mi Madre cut it by force!" He turned me around and pulled my closer.

"Oh, I was just going to say it looks good on you." We kissed and in the middle of it a cop yelled at us to break it up. We middle fingered the cop and got threw out.

We walked for a while and came to a park. "Why didn't you call me?" He asked as we sat on the swings.

"The 'rents took away my phone; they threw it in the sea. Can't afford a new one and I forgot your number."

"That's harsh; I could buy you a new one." I shook my head.

"I'm not going to free load off you or anyone. Plus I don't want to trouble you."

"What? It won't be a problem, I've got money!" He said. He handed me a wad of cash from his pockets. I just stared at it.

"Cause your father is a movie star. My father is just a guy who works in a laundry mat." I handed him back the wad of money and closed his fingers on it.

He changed the subject. "Aren't you supposed to have your quinceaneara this year?" He asked. I didn't say anything.

"Yea." I lie. We didn't have enough money. I was lucky to get that scholarship.

"You know, when I tried to call you the first time, I wouldn't stop trying to call you. I called you at least 20 times a day. But then in the middle of July I stopped. I thought you broke up with me."

"I'm a bad girlfriend." I stated.

"No you aren't."

"Reese, you were basically saying that I was." He got off of his swing and leaned over my at my swing and kissed my forehead.

"But Abbie, you're not."

-Back at the school-

"Where did you go?" Hailey asks.

"To a park." I replied.

"With Reese?" I didn't answer that. We were going through my closet for some reason and she pulled out a baby blue strapless dress.

"Why do you have so many dresses?" She asked laying that dress on the dress pile.

"To feel like a princess." I replied. "A pretty, pretty princess." She just gave me a look as she took out another dress. I just smiled.

"Too many shrugs too." She tsked and threw a tan one at me. I threw a pillow at her.

Jacob's POV

"Reese." Caleb tapped the zoned out boy. We were hanging out in our house's area. It was a day before we could go home for the holidays. There were three houses, the Hart house, (which was mine) The Powell house, and the Quincy house.

Dad was in the Hart house as was Uncle Conner.

I ripped a paper from my notebook and threw it at his head. And kept throwing intill he got bugged and snapped back to reality. "What was that for?" He asked angrily.

You were zoning out on us.

"Yea man."

"Oh, err, sorry."

You've been acting like this since you snuck away with Abbie.

"What exactly happened? You maybe got some relief from her?" Caleb raised an eyebrow and gave him a coy smile.

"What ppth no!"

Does that mean a yes? His face was a crimson color.

"No!"

"Whatever you say Robinson." He was about to say something but then this Damien guy that Caleb has mentioned more than usual walks by. Damien is from the Quincy house. "Why did you run off with Abbie anyway, I thought you said she was a bitch."

"Yea but..." But then again he drifted off to his little land. I had a feeling that they had something between them, but I wasn't Alexander Jackson, who liked to know about everything from that if you just lost a bet or romance, which he pops up in all the time.

Like the time he pushed me in the closet with one of his Athena sisters. His explanation was that it helped people bond. Bond my ass. It was just five hours of pure awkwardness. Especially when she rambled on and on about buildings and wisdom. And worse of all, he took my sketchpad away from me! After that he got some major ass beating.

Rosie's POV

No one was home and I liked it that way. I liked the quiet. I didn't like it when people questioned me. Especially when they asked if I liked boys.

I was sitting by the main window in the living room watching the snow fall while sipping hot coco. Everything was at it's usual. People walking dogs, families walking together.

But then something caught my eye. Two men, walking together, holding hands. I dropped my coffee mug and I heard it shatter but I didn't care.

The shorter one laughed at whatever the taller on said. They talked for a while but then they kissed. Lip to lip. I put my hands to my mouth to restrain myself from screaming for joy. I feel my vision blurring and I fall to the ground.

I hit my head but I don't care. This time I don't restrain myself.

"OH MY GODS YES! FINALLY YES!" I scream. After 15 minutes I lay there, the pain finally getting to me. I get up and pick up the pieces of the mug. Kitty's looking at me like I'm crazy. My face hurts from smiling.

I walk into the kitchen and throw away the pieces. I run up to my room and change out of my chocolate smelling clothes. I look at myself in the mirror and smile. I laugh at the scratch on my face, I just laugh at myself. I pull my thin blonde hair into a bun.

I ran back downstairs and cleaned up the mess I made. 40 minutes later I heard keys jingle and I knew it was mom. She came home first.

"Hey mom." I called as the door opened.

"Hey hon." She said. We had some small talk and then she went into the kitchen to cook dinner.

"Today was a beautiful day." I murmur to myself. But I'm still afraid to tell the world.

DONE! Thanks for reading please review and peace!