Kiss From A Rose- Chapter 2
------------------ I groaned as I dropped the huge pile of books I had accumulated during the day onto my desk. I now know why my parents sent me here alone to attend Chilton, this famous school. Of course, I never heard of it before my parents sent me here, it's supposedly really prestigious. They also had a reputation of torturing their students with endless amounts of work I supposed. My parents always wanted a good education for me, opportunities I had that they never had. They struggled to get where they were today, and they would struggle to send me here. I smiled thinking how much I was mad at my parents but I was happy about getting to be independent. She knew she wanted to be back home, but she would need to make the best of the time here, and work hard in school. Chilton wasn't cheap.
Looking around the small apartment I smiled at the quaintness of it. Living in New York City had given me an attitude and a different perspective of viewing things. Whenever I go out it feels strange to have people starring at me, an unfamiliar face. Whereas I'm always used to seeing unfamiliar faces everywhere I went. I guess, I need to get used to it. I knew people in this little town knew all about me. These walls were pretty thin and I live right above some dance studio or something. And I swear to God, they're having meetings about me right under my floor. I don't know whether to think of it as an invasion of my privacy or just laughing at how ridiculous the entire situation is...
What is that noise? I sat up realizing I had fallen asleep while thinking. Someone was knocking at the door, I groaned. Quickly popping out of bed, ignoring the pain in my stiff joints and pulled the door open. And felt the pain and saw the birds approx. one minute later after the door slammed into my forehead. Jesus, that will teach me to never ever move fast when I just woke up. I looked up to see a guy around my age starring down at her, unable to keep a smile from off his face.
"Oh shut up." I said, laughing at myself as well. Getting up, without the help of the guy I took a better look. He was pretty tall, compared to me anyway. With brown hair and a mushroom cut he wore jeans and a white t- shirt. He held two grocery bags. He still held a laugh on his face.
"Sorry." He said earnestly.
"Not your fault. I'm fine." I said before wondering why he was here. I looked at him questioningly.
"Did you order groceries? Miss. Patty wasn't downstairs and when she orders she's usually here so I figured you ordered them." the guy explained. I simply shook my head and shrugged. "I'm Dean by the way." He said introducing himself.
"Eva." I said quietly. He nodded.
"So Chilton huh?" He said referring to my uniform that I forget to take off upon coming to this place that was supposedly home.
"I guess so." I said, waiting for him to leave. He nodded, and said goodbye as I did also. I closed the door. And held my head, I had a pounding headache. Changing into my favorite pajama outfit, loose plaid pants and a tee-shirt I grabbed an ice pack and went to work on my homework.
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After two assignments I couldn't help but wonder what I had witnessed between Tristian and Rory. It was pretty obvious that he liked her, Rory seemed oblivious though even though I only knew them a day. Rory seemed to like to hate Tristian. Eh who was I to judge anyone? I don't even know anything. I conentrated on my homework again, hoping not to be interupted by my thoughts again.
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The next day at school was pretty much the same as yesterday. I didn't even mention to Rory about the whole Tristian thing. I was pretty sure that she didn't like him. Rory and I just stuffed our lockers with books that we didn't need, today I was smart enough to do some homework during study hall to avoid lugging so many books home. As Rory and I left the building we yelled as the bus whooshed past us. The driver didn't even see us. And with our books, we were NOT going to run after it.
Rory and I looked at each other as we both let out defeated sighs. Suddenly a shiny car pulled up right in front of us. It was Tristian, and his new BMW Z3 or something like that. We had all heard about it today in school, it had been the talk of the day.
"You ladies need a ride?" He said confidently resting his arms on the empty passenger seat headrest. From the way his fingers drummed a silent rhythm on the headrest and the way his legs were slightly shaking I could tell he was nervous. Rory started to say something, but I jumped in.
"Sure. Thanks." I said before dragging Rory to sit in the front seat. I carefully climbed into the back. I gave Tristian a smirk through the rearview mirror, knowing he was surprised that we had taken up his offer.
The car ride was pretty much silent until I decided to try to get them together. They were just so cute with their fighting. I smiled. "Hey Rory, you want to hear something hilarious?" I said smiling. She nodded and turned her head to look at me. I saw Tristian through the mirror looking curious as well.
"Yesterday I fell asleep after school and someone was knocking at my door and I opened the door right into my forehead." I laughing. Rory laughed as well, and Tristian couldn't resist a chuckle. I continued, "I met this guy. He was pretty cute, he apparently was delivering groceries or something to Miss Patty downstairs." I said, at that moment I noticed both Tristians and Rory's face has gone sort of sour. I looked at them quizzically.
"Dean was my boyfriend." Rory said quietly. I quickly shut my mouth. Yea, nice going Eva. The rest of the ride was silent besides the light humming of the engine as Tristians expensive car drove us to Stars Hollow.
------------------ I groaned as I dropped the huge pile of books I had accumulated during the day onto my desk. I now know why my parents sent me here alone to attend Chilton, this famous school. Of course, I never heard of it before my parents sent me here, it's supposedly really prestigious. They also had a reputation of torturing their students with endless amounts of work I supposed. My parents always wanted a good education for me, opportunities I had that they never had. They struggled to get where they were today, and they would struggle to send me here. I smiled thinking how much I was mad at my parents but I was happy about getting to be independent. She knew she wanted to be back home, but she would need to make the best of the time here, and work hard in school. Chilton wasn't cheap.
Looking around the small apartment I smiled at the quaintness of it. Living in New York City had given me an attitude and a different perspective of viewing things. Whenever I go out it feels strange to have people starring at me, an unfamiliar face. Whereas I'm always used to seeing unfamiliar faces everywhere I went. I guess, I need to get used to it. I knew people in this little town knew all about me. These walls were pretty thin and I live right above some dance studio or something. And I swear to God, they're having meetings about me right under my floor. I don't know whether to think of it as an invasion of my privacy or just laughing at how ridiculous the entire situation is...
What is that noise? I sat up realizing I had fallen asleep while thinking. Someone was knocking at the door, I groaned. Quickly popping out of bed, ignoring the pain in my stiff joints and pulled the door open. And felt the pain and saw the birds approx. one minute later after the door slammed into my forehead. Jesus, that will teach me to never ever move fast when I just woke up. I looked up to see a guy around my age starring down at her, unable to keep a smile from off his face.
"Oh shut up." I said, laughing at myself as well. Getting up, without the help of the guy I took a better look. He was pretty tall, compared to me anyway. With brown hair and a mushroom cut he wore jeans and a white t- shirt. He held two grocery bags. He still held a laugh on his face.
"Sorry." He said earnestly.
"Not your fault. I'm fine." I said before wondering why he was here. I looked at him questioningly.
"Did you order groceries? Miss. Patty wasn't downstairs and when she orders she's usually here so I figured you ordered them." the guy explained. I simply shook my head and shrugged. "I'm Dean by the way." He said introducing himself.
"Eva." I said quietly. He nodded.
"So Chilton huh?" He said referring to my uniform that I forget to take off upon coming to this place that was supposedly home.
"I guess so." I said, waiting for him to leave. He nodded, and said goodbye as I did also. I closed the door. And held my head, I had a pounding headache. Changing into my favorite pajama outfit, loose plaid pants and a tee-shirt I grabbed an ice pack and went to work on my homework.
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After two assignments I couldn't help but wonder what I had witnessed between Tristian and Rory. It was pretty obvious that he liked her, Rory seemed oblivious though even though I only knew them a day. Rory seemed to like to hate Tristian. Eh who was I to judge anyone? I don't even know anything. I conentrated on my homework again, hoping not to be interupted by my thoughts again.
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The next day at school was pretty much the same as yesterday. I didn't even mention to Rory about the whole Tristian thing. I was pretty sure that she didn't like him. Rory and I just stuffed our lockers with books that we didn't need, today I was smart enough to do some homework during study hall to avoid lugging so many books home. As Rory and I left the building we yelled as the bus whooshed past us. The driver didn't even see us. And with our books, we were NOT going to run after it.
Rory and I looked at each other as we both let out defeated sighs. Suddenly a shiny car pulled up right in front of us. It was Tristian, and his new BMW Z3 or something like that. We had all heard about it today in school, it had been the talk of the day.
"You ladies need a ride?" He said confidently resting his arms on the empty passenger seat headrest. From the way his fingers drummed a silent rhythm on the headrest and the way his legs were slightly shaking I could tell he was nervous. Rory started to say something, but I jumped in.
"Sure. Thanks." I said before dragging Rory to sit in the front seat. I carefully climbed into the back. I gave Tristian a smirk through the rearview mirror, knowing he was surprised that we had taken up his offer.
The car ride was pretty much silent until I decided to try to get them together. They were just so cute with their fighting. I smiled. "Hey Rory, you want to hear something hilarious?" I said smiling. She nodded and turned her head to look at me. I saw Tristian through the mirror looking curious as well.
"Yesterday I fell asleep after school and someone was knocking at my door and I opened the door right into my forehead." I laughing. Rory laughed as well, and Tristian couldn't resist a chuckle. I continued, "I met this guy. He was pretty cute, he apparently was delivering groceries or something to Miss Patty downstairs." I said, at that moment I noticed both Tristians and Rory's face has gone sort of sour. I looked at them quizzically.
"Dean was my boyfriend." Rory said quietly. I quickly shut my mouth. Yea, nice going Eva. The rest of the ride was silent besides the light humming of the engine as Tristians expensive car drove us to Stars Hollow.