So I had this chapter all planned out in my head but then I watched reruns of the actual show and got an idea and it kind of got away from me a little bit so, the show is still not in this chapter but I promise it will be in the next one. That being said I think this chapter will make up for the concert not being in this chapter and I think next chapter may really make up for it…I'll give you a small hint but I think things may get really wet next chapter (that sounded really dirty but I promise I don't mean it dirty.) That probably was not a good hint because most likely you'll figure out what I mean by the end of this chapter…oh well ;)
Two quick questions.
One, I haven't given Dimitri's old band a name, anyone have any ideas? I'm not really good with coming up with band names!
Two, Do you guys think Dimitri should have another nickname other than Dimka from his boybander days? In the show the guys name was Tommy and he was called Little Tommy Q in the band. I always found it cute that he never let anyone call him that but the main Girl (in this story Rose) but I never gave him a nickname like that. Do you guys like the idea of giving him another name, if so any ideas?
"Ugh today sucks!" I shrieked in frustration.
"Rose chill, it's not that bad." Lissa said coming to stand beside me in the closet.
"Yea that's easier said than done. My hairs not cooperating, the bags under my eyes look horrible, and I can't find anything to wear! On top of all that I have to do my first performance tonight!"
"Ok how about you and I go to the bathroom and I will help you do your hair and fix those bags."
"We don't have time! We have to leave in 5 minutes or we'll be late and Alto will hate me if I'm late again," I said throwing a pair of shoes out of my way.
"Ok just throw your hair in a sexy pony, I can help you with that, then I can hurry up and fix your eyes and I'll come with you to the studio after school and help you. You know I can work magic and make you look even sexier than usual," she said with a laugh.
"Fine but what about clothes for tonight?" I asked.
"That's easy, what are you wanting to go for? Normal ripped jeans and tank top, old band t-shirt, or sexier than that?"
"Can we do ripped jeans and a sexy top?" I asked
"Oh definitely," she said getting excited and running to the back of the closet. The good thing about this place is since we're sharing a room Andre gave us the master bedroom and it has a walk in closet. I of course occupy like a quarter of it but it's still awesome. We do share clothes a lot so it makes it easier.
"Got it!" she squealed pulling a shirt out. I had forgotten about it but it was perfect. It was a bright red tank top that kind of looked like a corset. It came to a kind of u at the bottom and showed a bit of skin of the sides and a little on the front. It has two rows of crossing ribbons one under each breast that came to a bow at the bottom. It was a little revealing and even though I act like I know I'm hot stuff, I don't like wearing really revealing clothes so I grabbed my thin black leather jacket.
"I think that's a perfect outfit for tonight," I said with a smile.
"Yes but you are not allowed to wear it to school," I gave her a look and she laughed. "I've seen you and you are messy and rowdy and we really don't need you screwing up this killer outfit."
"Point taken," I said stuffing the shirt in my bag while I grabbed a band tee and put on my jacket and ripped jeans. I grabbed another pair of jeans in case and put them in my bag also.
"Ok hair, now before we're too late," I said rushing to the bathroom. Lissa followed and hurriedly put my hair into a messy ponytail leaving my side bangs down. By the time she was done I didn't look half bad.
"Thank you, you're a life saver!" I said before running and grabbing my bag. I quickly threw on my black ankle boots with a stiletto heel.
By the time we got to school I had to rush in or else I was going to be late. Luckily we were on time and I avoided getting in trouble this time. I was not looking forward to dealing with Meredith again today seeing as I'm still really tired and probably crankier because of it. Unfortunately for me when I walked into class she immediately turned towards me.
"So Rose, saw your magazine cover…who knew you were such a slut? Oh wait I did. I guess Dimka really will screw anything that moves," she said sharply.
"What are you talking about Meredith? If any ones a slut in this class it's you. Is there a guy in this school you haven't slept with?" I snapped back confused as hell about what she was talking about.
"Don't play all innocent now. It's all over the magazines what a whore you are."
"Oh are you just jealous because Dimitri came in the school yesterday and didn't spare you a single glance? That's a little pathetic don't ya think?" about then the bell rang so we had to get in our seats she just "Hmph'ed" and glared before walking to her seat.
"What is she talking about?" Mason whispered when I sat down. I just shrugged.
Before lunch I checked my phone and found a new message.
Looks like you scored your first cover...welcome to stardom –D
I quickly replied.
I have no idea what you're talking about. –Rose
You mean you haven't seen how we are supposedly having a hot secret romance going on? You need to figure these things out faster…got to say if you're having some secret romance, you couldn't have picked a hotter, sexier man ;) –D
Geez you are so conceited! No I haven't seen the magazine, I just heard about it. I think this might actually be bad for image…I have a reputation to protect…romancing with notorious playboys doesn't help ;) –Rose
Pssshhhh if we were having an affair it'd be perfect for your image! You'd be lucky to be with a guy like me! ;p –D
Whatever helps you sleep at night :) Guess I'll have to read the magazine to see how good of an affair it is! –Rose
"So texting your not so secret boyfriend?" Chase said coming up to the table smirking. "Got to say I'm quite jealous…is that what it takes to get a date? Be a super rich ex-boybander with a sweet car? If so where do I sign up?"
"Oh shut up, you know there's nothing going on," I said with a smile. "I can't believe I actually made the tabloids! Especially with a fake secret romance…I haven't even seen the article yet."
"Oh, I have copies," he said pulling out one from his bag. I took it and just stared. Apparently people have been following us because they had multiple photos of us getting in his vehicles, walking away from them, to them, they had one where I was looking up at him with a stupid grin while he had a smirk. The one that caught my attention though was the one on the cover it was of me and him on the rooftop the other day when he had wrapped his arm around me to reach the guitar and I was looking up at him. It kind of did look pretty suspicious and intimate, but of course it wasn't.
"Wow they're pretty thorough at this stalking thing." I muttered.
"You do look really cute together though," said Chase softly.
"You think?" I asked probably a little too excited.
"You do have the hots for him!" he said excited.
"No, that's absurd!" I scoffed.
"Then why did you sound so hopeful when I said that?"
"I didn't," I defended, he just gave me a look. "Him and I, we're not like that ok. I mean that's just so wrong…he's just really good at what he does and really understands me better than I thought he would…it doesn't mean I have the hots for him."
"Why are you blushing?"
"Seriously, it's not like that. It's just…he's an asshole, then so incredibly understanding and helpful, then he's a jerk, then he turns around and is my biggest supporter. He's so frustrating, and confusing, and helpful.."
"And hot," Interjected Chase.
"And hot and has an incredible body, and eyes I could drown in," I rambled without realizing it. As soon as I realized what I said I gasped and threw my hand over my mouth. Chase just gave me a told ya so look. "Just because he's good-looking doesn't mean anything. I think you're good looking but I don't want to date you."
"Ouch, lets just throw low blows why don't we?" he joked. "You also have never said I have an incredible body and eyes you could drown in because you don't describe just friends like that…only people you want to hop into bed with!"
"Who's hopping in bed with who?" asked Adrian coming up to the table followed by pretty much everyone else.
"Oh I was just teasing Rose about her supposed romance with belikov," Chase said showing everyone the tabloid.
"So this was what Meredith was talking about," Mason said picking it up. "Wow could this be any more fake. None of this is true right?"
"Ew of course not. That's wrong on so many levels," I said with a fake laugh still shook up from my previous conversation. Chase just gave me a look and I shook my head. "Enough about my fake affair let's change subjects.
The rest of the day went by pretty smoothly except for the fact that I couldn't concentrate on anything. All I kept thinking about was Chase and I's conversation. A few times Chase even caught be lost in thought and just smirked at me.
I couldn't be falling for my producer though….could I? No that's absurd I mean yea he's hot and has gorgeous eyes but anyone would say the same thing…Even though he's hot he's also very annoying, a jerk, extremely nice, confusing, intriguing…Ok so maybe I have a little crush but it's not that big of a deal…it's only because I can't figure him out and that makes me interested. I'll get over it. It's not a big deal at all.
By the time Mason was dropping me off at the studio, my stomach was in knots. I had no idea how to act now that I've come to this stupid conclusion…I'll just have to act normal, won't be too hard.
I was almost at the door when something hit me in the head and I heard a huge SPLASH! I looked up to see Dimitri laughing like crazy on the roof. I glared up at him which made him laugh harder.
"You look like a wet dog!" he hollered down. Well problem solved there's no little crush…just anger…
"You're dead Belikov!" I hollered before hurrying to the stairs on the side of the building. No crush…just his imminent death…