Thanks again to AgentJp and Death the Grell for you reviews. I'm sorry I didn't update yesterday, as having two houses makes things complicated. Hope you enjoy.

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-Rosie's POV-

The moonlight gently lit my room as Grell and I slowly danced together. His hand gently squeezed mine as he noticed my nervousness. I had never danced with a guy before, let alone one I liked, so of course I was a little nervous. Okay, very nervous.

"What's wrong, darling?" Grell asked, his grip on my waist tightening as he held me closer.

"I'm just a little nervous." I hesitantly admitted. He smiled.

"Don't be." He whispered. "I'm not going to hurt you. We're just dancing."

"I know." I lowered my head. I looked up immediately as I felt Grell gently kiss my hair. He smiled.

"Don't be scared." He comforted as we stopped dancing. He wrapped his arms around me and held me. "It's alright."

"Um… Grell?" I blushed, looking up at him.

"Yes, dear?" He asked, looking down at me with those yellow-green eyes.

"I…" I took a deep breath. "I love you." He grinned, and tightened his hold on me.

"Oh, princess!" He cried. "I love you too!" Grell slammed our lips together. I closed my eyes and kissed back. Then, I woke up.

-Third person-

Rosie awoke to Ginger gently shoving her shoulders. "Hey, Rosie. Time to get up."

"I'm going." Rosie sighed, disappointed that she didn't get to finish her dream. Brushing her hair, Rosie began continuing the dream in her mind.

"Hey, Rosie." Ginger sang, noticing Rosie's blush. "What are you thinking about?"

"Gah!" Rosie was pulled out of her daydream. "Er… Nothing! Nothing at all!"

"You sure about that?" Ginger smirked.

"I'm positive." Rosie nodded quickly.

"Were you thinking about Grell?" Ginger asked in Rosie's ear.

"It's possible." Rosie blushed.

"So you were!" Ginger grinned.

"I said it was possible." Rosie reminded. "I never said it was true."

"She's right, Ginger." Maddie reminded, putting on a pink sweatshirt. "She never said that you were right."

An hour or so later, where it was only Ginger and Rosie left, the doorbell rang. "That's probably Ma." Rosie grabbed her bag. "See you at school, Ginger."

"See ya!" Ginger waved as Rosie opened the door to reveal her mother standing with Grell, who looked like he was holding back from doing something.

"Hey." Rosie smiled.

"Hey, Rosie." Her mother smiled. "Ready to go?" Rosie nodded. "Alright! Let's go home!" As they walked to the car, Grell gently held Rosie's hand.

"Did you have fun, darling?" He asked.

"Yeah." Rosie blushed, the dream replaying in her mind.

"What's wrong, dear?" Grell asked.

"N-Nothing." Rosie shook her head as Grell let go of her hand.

"Alright." He smiled comfortingly and opened the door for Rosie. "My lady." Rosie blushed.

"Th-thanks." She got in the back seat. Grell got in next to her as her mother started the car. The ride was silent as they drove back home.

"Hey, Rosie." Her mother knocked on the door to Rosie's room. "Can you come down for a minute?"

"Sure!" Rosie called, pausing the YouTube video and heading downstairs.

"Alright," Rosie's mother spoke as Rosie sat down next to Grell on the couch. "I figured I tell you guys. I'm taking a vacation with Oliver for a week."

"Hang on, what?" Rosie asked, confused.

"Did I stutter?" Her mother asked as a joke.

"Yes." Rosie grinned.

"Then you heard me twice." Her mother snickered. Grell couldn't help but smile as Rosie giggled. "Anyways, even though you're old enough to take care of yourself, Rosie." Her mother continued. "Grell will be taking care of you while I'm gone."

'Cool!' Rosie inwardly cheered, but kept up her blank face. Grell, however, was so joyful, he felt like tackling Rosie in a hug, and he had no problem showing his joy.

"Well, you seem to like that idea, Grell." Rosie's mother smiled. "What about you, Rosie?"

"Could be worse!" Rosie shrugged.

"Guess that settles it." Rosie mother cheered. "I'll be leaving tomorrow."

-Two days later-

"Hey! Rosie!" A boy's harsh voice called out to Rosie from the end of the schoolyard. Students moved aside as the school bully, who also happened to be one of Robert's friends, made his way to Rosie. Rosie was afraid, as all the students feared James, but held her ground.

"Yeah?" Rosie asked, clutching her textbook closer as if for protection.

"I heard you had something to do with Bobby's death." James growled. "Got any idea why that might be?" As hard as Rosie tried, she couldn't think of anything besides being faked out by Robert that would connect her to the death.

"Sorry." Rosie shrugged. "I've got nothing." James slammed Rosie's head into the lockers.

"Liar!" He yelled. "I know Efran dared Bobby to ask you out. You had something to do with it!" He slammed her head again. "Fucking tell me!" No one stepped in. They were all too afraid of James' wrath.

"I swear!" Rosie cried desperately. "I don't know anything!" A punch to her eye.

"You fucking bitch!" James slapped Rosie as the bell rang, signaling the end of the day. James spit at Rosie. "You got lucky!" Rosie stood up as James walked away. Rosie ran to the parking lot in tears as she ran home.

"I'm home!" Rosie forced her voice to keep steady.

"Welcome home, Ros- Grell cut off as he saw Rosie's wounds. "Rosie!" He cried, running over to her, embracing her carefully in a protective hold. "Princess, what happened?"

"I just got in a fight with a bully." Rosie explained. "It got a little out of hand."

"You didn't fight back?" Grell asked.

"I don't want to get in trouble for fighting." Rosie frowned, then couldn't hold it in anymore and let the tears flow from her eyes. "I was so scared, Grell! James… he… he's horrible!" She cried into his chest. Grell gently stroked her hair, comforting her while trying to contain his rage. How dare this boy hurt his princess!

"It's alright, darling." Grell gently kissed Rosie's forehead. "I'll take care of it. For now, let's get you cleaned up."

A/N: Again, sorry for the late delivery. Can you guess what'll happen to James? Let me know in a review! Hope you enjoyed.