I just realized that I never put disclaimers at the beginning of every chapter. Which is a really stupid thing so from now on I'm going to start putting disclaimers! YAY! Also, I'm going to make this clear. CHACE has GREEN eyes and the "STRANGER" has BLUE eyes. I hope it's clear, now. :P

P.S this chapter is kinda short, but I promise the next one will be longer.

Disclaimer: MINE, MINE, MINE

R&R

(Chace P.O.V)

I drank the thick red liquid in literally two huge gulps. Then I threw the colored bottle into some random bush, after making sure that no one was looking. I walked back into the school and casually, strolled into the crowded cafeteria.

I spotted Michael, Nathan and Spencer they were all sitting next to Landon and his new play toy. Who was currently talking to Sofia, she had visibly seemed to be calm, now. I walked towards them, occasionally flashing winks or smiles in the direction of staring or giggling girls. As I came near the table I heard Spencer ask Sofia something.

"Sofia, I've never had sex in the backseat of a car before. Is it a good experience?" He teased. Her eyes narrowed and I saw her hands clench into fists. I walked up behind her and looked at Spencer and spoke without a second thought.

"Stop, Spence. She can't take a joke, right Sofia?" I taunted then mentally smacked myself. I was supposed to apologize and try to get to know her better, not make the matter worse.

After a moment, Sofia got up gracefully and glanced at me then quietly walked out of the cafeteria without another glance at anyone. To tell the truth I had expected her to burst and throw a couple punches her and there but never to just walk away.

I looked at where she had just disappeared, and then sat down in her empty seat.

"Guys! Just leave her alone!" Sally, I think- no Samantha exclaimed. I stared at her.

"What? If she can't take a joke, she shouldn't but she also shouldn't react so harshly to it." I said, flatly. She looked at me in disbelief.

"She can take a joke. She just isn't comfortable with sexual ones." She said, glaring at me. I rolled my eyes.

"Why she's seventeen, I bet she already had it." I replied.

"Yeah, she did. When she was thirteen and it was forced." She growled, before getting up and storming out of the cafeteria.

I looked at her retreating figure in shock. Did she just tell me that Sofia had raped when she was thirteen? Holy shit, I looked at the others. They all wore the same shocked expressions. I ran a hand through my hair, and then made a mental note to talk to her… soon.

Sofia (P.O.V)

I got up and glanced up at Chace, whose expression was one of regret. Then I quietly left the cafeteria without a second glance. I went outside and sat down underneath my favorite oak tree and drew my knees to my chest, resting my head on top of them. My thoughts wandered back to last night. I sighed, heavily. I hated my life. The stranger from last night was probably a foreign rock star or a celebrity, while I was a boring and pathetic orphan.

I sat there for a long time in the same position, with my eyes closed. Passer byes might have thought that I was sleeping, but no. I felt someone sit down beside me. I didn't need to open my eyes to see who it was.

"Sofia?" Samantha whispered.

"Hmm?" I mumbled.

"Sleepy?" She asked her voice louder, now. I shook my head even though it was a lie. I opened my eyes and sat straight, looking at her.

"So, how was your date?" I asked, trying to be casual. Just as I expected, she brightened.

"It was absolutely amazing!" She gushed, and started filling me in with all the information.

They both had gone to an expensive restaurant, dined and then had left for a short walk. He had held her hand during it and had kissed her under her front porch. Typical. By the end of her long- ass explanation of the "kiss" she had this glazed look in her eyes. I rolled my eyes, smiling and snapped my fingers in front of her eyes. She blinked and looked at me then grinned, sheepishly. I laughed and shook my head at her. Then we both headed back inside when someone grabbed my arm from behind.

I turned around, expecting Max, or one of his other friends.

What I did not expect was Chace, looking down at me.

"What do you want?" I muttered, rudely looking away.

"I need to talk to you" He said, looking at me.

"In private" He added, after noticing Samantha, who was watching him with a look of warning in her eyes. I hesitated but nodded and sent a reassuring look to Samantha. I followed Chace to the back of the building where there was no one. Before walking any further, I stopped.

"Can we stay here?" I asked, nervous. He looked at me and nodded. We stood in front of each other. I looked around the yard, looking anywhere but at Chace.

"Listen, I just really wanted to apologize for being a jerk all this time." Chace said, his pretty face was showing nothing but regret and sincerity. I looked at him, even more closely trying to find out that if he was serious or was he just pulling a prank or something.

"Are you serious or are you just joking?" I questioned. He looked a little hurt.

"I'm serious, I really do regret it now." He said, it's like he was almost pleading.

"It's okay. I guess I shouldn't have been too harsh either" I said, after a moment. I smiled up at him. He beamed, suddenly looking adorable. I turned around, about to go back inside when he spoke again.

"Wait, I wanted to ask you something." He sounded nervous. Wait, why would he sound nervous? Oh God, no-

"Would you like have dinner with me?" He blurted. I slowly looked at him, feeling helpless, and then opened my mouth to politely refuse when he cut me off.

"Just dinner, nothing else, I promise." He assured me. I bit my lip. Desperately hoping Samantha would pop out of nowhere and say something, say anything.

"I'm not sure, Chace." I said, honestly. He smiled, softly.

"I just want to make up for being such an ass. That's all. Trust me." He murmured.

"Okay" I said, trying to smile. But inside I was freaking out. He grinned and walked towards me. I gulped. He leaned in, my heart beat increases and I secretly hoped that he couldn't hear it.

"You're safe with me, trust me." He breathed, his cool breath tingling my skin. I suppressed a shiver. He took my hand in his, and then looked at me for permission. I gave him a small smile and then we both walked back inside, holding hands and with jittery feelings settling inside our stomachs.