The next morning when I woke up I was feeling anything but cheerful. I had to deal with Dimitri today. I rolled out of bed and showered with my vanilla body wash. After I decided to go for a spring look on my second day of school. I wore a loose dark blue skirt with tiny pink flowers on it and a dark blue tank top that I could tuck into the belt of the skirt. I wore a black jacket over the tank and settled on some black high-heeled shoe boots. I grabbed my school bag and headed down stairs. Sam was by the front door stretching, getting ready to go for a run.
"Hey, I'm going for my morning run. Take my car just please don't crash it." He says throwing me his keys.
"Really?" I ask astonished. Sam drove a really nice Mercedes Benz. Why the hell would he let a 17-year-old girl drive it? I had my license but I was still a terrible driver.
"Yeah just be careful okay? Don't speed and remember that yellow/orangish light means slow down not speed up to make it." He joked and then handed me his credit card. "You should go to the mall with some friends. You know, girl stuff or whatever. I'm going to be late getting home. Nancy is picking me up in a few hours and we're going over some new security measures in the hospital or some shit. So use the card to order a pizza or something for dinner." He says with a smirk still looking at my dumbfounded expression.
"Is it my birthday or something because last time I checked it was still december. You really want me to go shopping with YOUR credit card?" I was still surprised over the card thing.
"I just want you to be happy Rose. Do something fun. It has been a really hard year for both of us. But let's try to start making it a little better. New start remember?" He says looking at me with those big sapphire blue eyes that could make any woman melt. Those eyes were like looking into a deep blue ocean. "Plus you need a new wardrobe. You dress like my grandmother. Really Rose, it's embarrassing." He continues completely ruining the moment. I smile at him and punch his arm. He smile at me and begins to walk out.
"I'm going to break the bank I hope you know." I taunt.
"You better not. Love you Rose."
"Love you too Sam." He walks out and goes for his run.
I lean back on the counter and stare at Sam's card. The master card. No limit. I decide to ask Lissa if she wants to go shopping after school. I grab my cell phone and text the number she gave me yesterday.
Hey, want to go shopping after school? -Rose
Of course I do. I love shopping! -Lissa
Satisfied with that answer I decided not to text back. I look at the time and realize that I'm going to be late. I quickly run out the door and drive as fast as I legally can to get to school on time. When I arrived I looked at my phone and saw that I either drove extremely fast or the clock at my house was slow. I was about 15 minutes early. Lissa spots me walking up to the school's front doors and nearly tackles me.
"Ohmygod! You won't believe what happened yesterday!" He says with an overly excited voice while still holding me in a death grip. I'm surprised someone so small could be so strong.
"What happened?
"Christian Ozera! That's what happened! He talked to me. He came up to me after school while I was walking to my car and asked me if I was okay after what happened with Jesse and I said that I was fine and he said 'Good, wouldn't want anything to happen to you'. And then winked and walked away." Lissa uses a deep voice to imitate Christian. "He winked at me Rose. Winked." She continues with a sigh at the end.
"Maybe he likes you?" I question while we walk to my history class. She didn't have class with me but I guess she wanted to keep talking.
"No.. No way, he couldn't. He is Christian Ozera. He can't like me."
"Why not? You're Vasilisa Dragomir." I remind her.
"Yeah but that doesn't mean much. My older brother is the star really. I'm just Andre Dragomirs younger sister. That's all everyone will remember me as." She says in a somber voice. We were stopped outside my class by now but I couldn't let her go with such a sad mood.
"Hey! He may be THEE Andre Dragomir, but I bet he couldn't take balls to the face like you did yesterday." I say then stop and think back to what I just said. By the look on Lissa's face I could tell that she took it the wrong way too. We both stared at each other for a moment and them busted up laughing.
"Well I would hope not. Oh Rose you're funny. Thanks for cheering me up. You're a great friend." She says and then gives me a hug. A much softer one than from this morning. "I'll see you in Lit." She says and then walks to her class.
I walked into European History and sat in my window seat by the back of the class. Soon after the bell rang, guess who walked in!
Dimitri Belikov. Following him was Adrian Ivashkov, one of the other popular kids from lunch yesterday. They weren't in my class yesterday. Must have come late. I offered Dimitri a smile as he walked over to me but what came next wasn't as welcoming.
"You're in my seat! Move!" He barked.
"Excuse me? I don't see your name on it." I say with some old Rose sass thrown in.
"Move Rose! Now.
"No."
"Move! Now!" He tried again raising his voice a little. He was trying to be intimidating which may have worked for anyone else but not me. I don't get intimidated so easily. Plus I used to make mud pies with this kid. What could he possibly do?
"Make me!" I challenge. He narrows his eyes but before he can do anything the teacher walks in. Stan Alto.
"Belikov sit down!" Stan ordered. Dimitri gave me his best glare and sat in the chair next to mine. Adrian sat in front of me. Great. This year is going to suck.
It turns out I had Dimitri in Biology as well. All he did was sit and glare at me. I guess when you accuse someone's father for murder they tend to hold a grudge against you. Who knew?
In biology, our desks were set up for partners. Lissa nad myself were at one. Dimitri and Christian were at one. And Eddie and Mason were at one.
Lunch rolled around and Lissa went on and on about Christian. It was cute. I really hope things work out for them. I was so busy daydreaming about how I was going to hook Lissa and Christian up that I didn't realize everyone was staring at me. Or rather the person right behind me. I turned around in my seat and was met with someone's crotch. I bent my neck and looked up to see Dimitri evilly smirking down at me.
"Hello Rose." He says to me. My senses immediately went on high alert. He was up to something.
"uhh...Hey" I say very carefully.
"I just wanted to welcome you to our school and hope that everything is going well for you." He says with his deep but cheerful voice. He may have sounded sincere for everyone else but I knew better. The look in his eyes told me that I was in deep shit.
"Thanks?"
"Oh it's no problem. Here is a little welcoming gift." He then dumps the milk carton that I didn't see in his hand on my head. I close my eyes as the cold white liquid runs down my face and all over my outfit. That. Son. Of. A. Bitch. I can't believe he did that. I stand up from the table with a look of pure outrage on my face. If you could see it through the milk. Everyone in the cafeteria is watching. Where the hell are all the teachers? Dimitri only smirks thinking that I will do absolutely nothing. I pull my fist back, ready to punch the living shit out of him, but he catches it mid-air. He narrows his eyes but keeps the smirk. Now it's a smug smirk.
"So predictable." He says. I bring my knee up full force and ram it into his crotch. He lets go of my fist and falls to the ground holding himself.
"See that coming?" I say with triumph. Bastard had it coming. Probably wasn't the best idea to knee one of the most popular guys in school but whatever. I've done worse. The popular girls who Lissa earlier identified as Avery Lazar, Mia Rinaldi, Camille Conta, and Tasha Ozera came running to Dimitri's aid. Tasha walked up to me and prepared to slap me but didn't. Probably scared of what I would do back.
"Don't ever touch my boyfriend again, you dumb bitch!" She screeched instead. Boyfriend?
"Boyfriend?" I voice my thoughts.
"Yes, boyfriend." Her tone suggested that I was a dumbass for questioning it.
"Wasn't what he said last night in my room." I smirked at her appalled face.
"You're such a liar. My Dimka wouldn't touch trash like you."
"Mmkay. Keep telling yourself that honey." I say in a smartass way. Honestly her 'trash' comment hurt but I wasn't going to let it bother me too much. Lissa grabs my arm and pulls me away before Tasha can respond.
"What happened back there?" Lissa asked while he walked to our next class.
"Dimitri is an old friend. We had a big fight last night and I guess this is how he handles it."
"Must have been a bad fight." Lissa comments after a few seconds of silence.
"Yeah... it was. So that was his girlfriend huh?" I ask to change the subject slightly. For some reason the thought of him having a girlfriend hurt. I was... jealous maybe. I didn't really have strong feelings for him but that kiss last night had been amazing and the thought of him kissing someone else like that hurt.
"They're unofficial."
"Am I supposed to know what that means?" I ask confused. She smiles at my social ignorance.
"Unofficial means they're together but not in the sense of dating wise." He explains. "Make sense?"
"No." I answer honestly.
"You'll get it eventually. So... what were you guys fighting about if you don't mind me asking."
"I don't really want to talk about it." Truth was I did. I just didn't want to explain to her about everything in my past. I didn't want her to pity me, or treat me differently.
"Okay. The bell is about to ring so lets go to class." She says. I'm surprised she let it go so easily. I expected her to push but im glad she didn't. The rest of my classes were okay. Dimitri wasn't in weight training or rec. sports. I guess when you get kneed in the crotch you don't really want to do anything but sit and hold it trying to ease the pain. Everyone in class either blatantly ignored me or glared at me every chance they got. Guess Belikov has a lot of followers.
After the last bell rang I went to my locker to grab my stuff and saw Christian at a locker next to mine. This may be my only chance to talk to him alone.
"Hey" I start. He looks over at me with suspicious eyes and slowly moves his hands in front of his crotch. "I'm not going to hurt you. I wanted to talk to you about something and since we have lockers next to each other we should be friends seeing as we'll see a lot of each other." I try to reason.
"First of all this is Dimitri's locker" Great "I'm only getting his stuff for him seeing as he can barely walk, thanks you to. And second I don't really want to talk to you... because you hurt my friend... and I can tell you're a bitch." I decided to ignore that last part.
"Okay look! You're FRIEND dumped his milk in my hair so he deserved what he got, and this is about Lissa."
"What about Lissa?" He suddenly becomes interested.
"Do you like her?" I ask bluntly.
"Why do you need to know?" He asks suspiciously.
"I want to know."
"Well it's none of your business!" Little shithead.
"Please don't make a big deal of it. Just tell me." I say
"Why do you care?" He asks.
"Because she is my friend. I want to make sure your intentions are good." That's sort of why.
"Yeah, okay I do." He says after scrutinizing my for a few minutes.
"Why don't you ask her out then?" I ask kind of annoyed that he hasn't already.
"Damn you really like to metal don't you?"
"Yeah, I'm known for it. Now are you going to ask her out, or be a pansy forever?" He runs a hand through his hair and exhales loudly before answering.
"I will okay? When I'm good and ready. Now can I leave?" He asks.
"Yeah, whatever go." I say while slamming my locker. I didn't slam it out of anger. I mostly just slammed it because I had to in order for the damn thing to shut properly.
I notice Lissa standing by my car as I make my way out looking bored as ever.
"Hey!" He yells when she sees me walking over to her. "What took you so long?"
"I had locker problems." I lie. I'll tell her about Christian later.
"Okay. Ready to go shopping?" She asks extremely excited. Girl must love to shop or something.
"Yeah are we taking my car or am I following you?" I ask.
"You can follow me. I just wanted to meet you before we go."
"Okay" I smile and then get into my car ready to follow Lissa to the mall.
The mall was about 40 minutes away from the school. St. Vladimir's academy was pretty isolated from society but 40 minutes? Dang. Me and Lissa spent hours and hours buying clothes and shoes. I didn't but nearly as much stuff as she did but I got a pretty good load of stuff. We decided to drop our stuff off in our cars before we had lunch or dinner or whatever you wanna call it.
"So I talked to Christian today." I say being as nonchalant as possible. We were eating pizza and Lissa stopped to stare at me mid bite.
"And?" She pressed.
"And he told me he liked you." I continued to be nonchalant on the outside but on the inside I was tense. Ready for an outburst..
"WHAT?" She screamed. Everyone stared. I started laughing at her dumbfounded expression on her face and told her all about my earlier conversation with him. Poor Lissa for the life of her couldn't wipe off her smile.
"He likes me?" It wasn't really a question she needed an answer to. In fact it sounded as if she was asking herself. "Oh Rose, thank you so much." She reaches over and hugs me. It was a soft hug. I was surprised she wasn't mad that I metalled into her love life. Usually people get mad. I don't think Lissa gets mad very often though. Not her personality. Our conversation didn't really change. We continued to talk about the possibility of her dating Christian. We eventually left the mall but promised to talk more about it tomorrow. By the time I got home it was really late so I just showered FINALLY and went to do some homework.
When I finally got to bed I was woken up shortly after by someone flicking at my nose. Why can't I just sleep through the night once, uninterrupted?
"Wakey Wakey!" A voice that suspiciously sounded like Sam's came from above me. I opened my eyes to see him smirking down at me while still wearing his work clothes.
"What do you want?" I grumble. Sam only pulls the covers back and crawls into bed with me. He wipes the hair away from my forehead and smiles.
"How was your day?" He asks.
"Did you really wake me up in the middle of the night to ask me about my day?" I grumble again.
"Yes. Yes I did grumpy pants. Now tell me about your day." He presses. Sam is an odd character. He is professional and calm at work or outside of the house but once he gets home he acts like a 12-year-old boy. Our relationship is definitely not romantic but sometimes we do things that would make you think otherwise. Example. Him crawling into bed with me to ask me about my day.
"Well that guy from last night dumped him milk carton all over me and his unofficial girlfriend then called me trash so I spend my whole day smelling like milk. Lissa didn't complain though. Everyone else stared and held their noses around me." I confessed.
"He threw milk on you? Why?"
"He was mad about last night."
"Huh.. strange way of handling it... Don't let this other girl get to you. She is just jealous that you're so beautiful, and smart, and talented with a Beyoncé ass." he joked. I just laughed really loud.
"I do not have a Beyoncé ass!" I said in between my laughs.
"Yes you do. I remember two years ago when you got stuck while trying to sneak out of your bathroom window. Your parents had to call the fire department because you couldn't get your ass through. They had to butter you up and pull you out." He said while busting up laughing. I laughed with him at my embarrassing moment.
"It was a small window okay." I tried to defend myself. I laughed again recalling that day.
"Whatever you say. I gotta go to bed." He gets up with a big smile on his face.
"Goodnight Sam." I drawl. Still giggling from the memory.
"Night B." He says while walking out of my room. I smile really big and snuggle deep into my blankets. That man always has to cheer me up even when I don't realize that I'm down about something. It's like he can sense it. Sam. What would I do without him?
Okay so this chapter wasn't overly exciting. Still review and tell me what you want to see in the next chapter. I will probably use all of your suggestions in one way or another.