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Chapter 5:

Rose prayed it was who she thought it was as she heard the footsteps becoming progressively louder. Matt stepped through the doorway, followed by Warren. She let out a breath she didn't realize she had been holding.

"Rosey, this is Warren, Warren, Rosey." Matt introduced them.

She waved meekly at him from the bed. He frowned in return.

"Do I know you?" asked Warren.

Rose didn't know if that was good or bad. She settled for curious.

"I-uh-", she began, "crashed into you on the street."

"Ah."

They then took to staring at one another with shy expressions on their faces. It was Matt who broke the awkward silence.

"Anyone hungry?" asked Matt, sensing the thick tension in the room.

Rose and Warren both looked away. Thankfully Warren didn't see her blush.

"I'll get something, Matty." Said Rose and hopped off the bed, gracious for an excuse to leave the room.

On the way down the stairs she put her hand in her pocket and pulled out a crumpled telephone number, it was the front desk guy's. With a surge of anger and bitterness she stomped on the last stair harder than necessary and ended up twisting her ankle.

"Damnit!" cursed Rose under her breath as she hobbled her way into the kitchen.

Sitting on a kitchen chair she rubbed her ankle and continued on to the fridge.

There was a bag of chips sitting on top of the counter and a few cans of beer in the back of the refrigerator.

She balanced the load in her arms and jogged back up the stairs. This time she proceeded with caution and succeeded in not hurting herself or the food. Rose bumped the door open with her hip and Matty rushed over to help her.

"Rosey, you didn't have to-" began Matt.

"Matty, I don't mind." Rose cut him off.

Warren stared at the cans of beer as Matt unloaded them on the computer desk and asked rather thickly, "Are those for us?"

"No Warren, they're for the computer," spat Rose sarcastically, "of course they're for us, do you see anyone else in the room?"

"Well I'm sorry, no one warned me you were going to be here tonight, and also I wasn't warned that you were going to be in bitch mode." Said a frowning Warren.

Matty watched as Rosey and Warren had their little catfight. He put a hand over his face and then opened a can of beer.

"Its not like I expected you to be here either, I've had a terrible day and came to chill with Matty and find you here. And I didn't expect you to be an asshole! It was just a bit of sarcasm. So cool it!" Rose could feel her eyes threatening to turn red. She bit her lip and forced it back.

She wasn't worried about Warren finding out, it was Matty. He probably wouldn't talk to her again. People scare so easily.

Warren was speechless.

"You're right. I did overreact. I just didn't expect to be insulted by a little emo bitch." Warren smiled smugly.

Rose fought back the stream of comebacks trying to force their way out of her throat. She frowned and then had a strange urge to kiss that smug smile right off his face. That was thankfully fought back also.

"Not yet." Rose thought to herself, and then she smiled right back at him.

Warren looked confused and Matty once again broke the silence.

"Chips anyone?" asked Matt with a weak smile on his face.

Once again Matt's interruption caused Warren and Rose to break their unofficial staring contest. Rose snatched the bag from his hand and sat down on the bed rather huffily."

"So Rosey, what happened with that asshole tonight?" said Matt.

"Oh, I bitched at him and then went home. And then I came straight here. There was no way I was going to stay at home with the mess that calls himself my Father," spat Rose bitterly.

"Rosey, why did you agree to go out with him in the first place. You told me the most contact you two had was a brief smile every time you went into the library."

"I asked him," began Rose, "it seemed like a good idea at the time and I needed a bit more of a social life so I figured what the hell."

Warren had grabbed a can of beer and was sitting on the windowsill looking bored and still rather pissy.

"You acted like a whore and asked some guy out you didn't know?" asked Warren.

"Yes, yes I did," said Rose. "And I suppose you would know all about that wouldn't you?"

The smile vanished from his face and he narrowed his eyes. Attempting to insult her back, but tripping over his own words. The jumbled mess that came out of his mouth caused Rose to giggle. Within a few moments she was doubled over on the floor laughing hysterically. It was contagious. Warren let out a small laugh and then both of them were howling with laughter.

"Jesus," mumbled Matty.

When the teens had collected themselves Matty was sitting on the bed digging through the chip bag in efforts to find the perfect one.
"I'm sorry Matty," gasped Rose, clutching her chest.

"Oh no, no, don't worry about me, have fun," he mumbled only half-coherently.

Warren glanced at the clock. It read 10:30.

"Damn guys, I have to get going," Warren said with a start.

Rose and Matty simultaneously glanced at the clock.

"It's the summer and its only 10:30," said Rose looking confused.

"My mother is pretty strict and stuff," he mumbled.

He slammed down the rest of the beer and shook his head.

"See you Matt," said Warren, "and Rose, it was very nice to formally meet you."

Rose smiled at him as he walked out the door. He returned it somewhat suggestively and gave her a peace sign out the door. She giggled and Matty looked at her incredulously.

"You haven't even been drinking." Matty shook his head and closed the door as he heard Warren walk out the front, "I don't even know what to think of that little meeting. If I put you two in a room together you would either rip each other's throats out of end up having sex."

Rose just giggled again.

"Awe, is Matty jealous?" she cooed.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Rosey?"

She giggled and then stopped abruptly.

"Rough fucking day Matty."

"Want to stay over? I doubt my parents will notice," he added when he saw the apprehensive look on her face.

"Sure!" said Rose brightly.

They bounded down the stairs, Rose a little slower than Matt and raided the kitchen. Matty grabbed a few more cans of beer while Rose wandered into the living room and seized a movie to watch.

"Matty!" called Rose, "will you watch The Omen with me?"

"Will you curl up in fear against my devastatingly handsome body?" was his response from the kitchen.

"More than that you hoe," said Rose as they met up at the stairs.

"Excellent."

Matty handed her a can as she settled down on his bed to watch the movie. She hit play and leaned her head on his shoulder. Matty put his arm around her. The movie progressed and the supply of beer dwindled.

Her head grew heavy and her vision was swimmy. Her thoughts swirled around her and she slid down into the bed thinking about the day.

She thought about Clara, the library scumbag, Warren, Matty and how much beer she had consumed…but mostly about Warren.

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Once the summer is over it will def. be more concentrated on Warren and EVIL's plot and all that wondrous stuff.