This chapter is a lot longer than what I usually write… It's sort of odd towards the end. Tell me what you think…

Chapter 4

Carter was the first one to step foot onto the bus. She looked for her usual seat and looked back to see Rosie scanning the bus. It was all very unfamiliar to her, especially being on a bus of any kind. The entire bus was filled with whispered gossip, stares and leers from both the boys and the girls. Rosie quickly followed her companion, trying to walk on the unsteady bus.

Quickly, the bus stopped, flinging Rosie forward with a loud thud. Carter shot up and offered her a hand standing up. "Nice." They heard one of the boys chuckle. Her head jolted down to her feet, hiding her head from her snickering peers. It wasn't even seven-thirty and things were already a mess.

Carter allowed her to sit on the inside seat, closest to the window. "Don't worry about it. Everyone has their off moments." Rosie's saddened eyes looked up at Carter, knowing that there won't be a second chance at a first impression.

They both looked up, feeling someone lean over the back of their seat. "So, who's your friend?" one of the popular boys asked. Carter rolled her eyes and looked back down, ignoring him as he ignored her for the past three years. "Come on." He pleaded. "Don't be shy." He flashed his near perfect smile, making Carter cringe and Rosie question.

"Rosie. My name is Rosie Gonzales." She looked at Carter, waiting for instructions but she was silent. "And we're closer than friends." She stated, making the people around her much more interested in what she had to say. "We're cousins." She finished, viewing all the people investigating the two girls more closely, trying to see some sort of resemblance.

Carter quickly turned to the princess and rolled her eyes at everyone's childish reactions. "I didn't know Carter had such a cute cousin." He leaned in closer to Rosie who was uncomfortably wriggling in her chair but still remained with her wide smile.

"Could you at least wait 'til after first period to hit on my cousin?" Carter sneered at the drooling boys who were practically on the same seat as them. Rosie sank into the seat, hoping to disappear between the creases of the bus.

"Hey," one of the boys snapped back. "If she doesn't want anyone telling her how hot she is, she'll say something." His friends agreed. "So shut it, Mason."

Rosie shot up from her seat. "You do not speak to my Ca… cousin that way!" The heat quickly rose to her cheeks, and her eyes flared with anger. The boys, defeated, backed down and made a lot more girls sneered at the new girl. Rosie was already making friends before stepping foot into the school.

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Walking through the halls was even more awkward. It was like being two fish in an ocean filled with sharks. They finally reached their lockers. "My dad made it so we get our lockers next to each other." She said, passing Rosie her locker combination.

Rosie looked down at the three numbers and back up at Carter whom already had her locker opened. "How do I…" she began to ask.

Carter snatched the numbers from her hand and opened the locker for her. "Next time you do it yourself." She looked into the filthy locker and used her handkerchief to place her make up inside. "You'll get books to keep in there another day."

"Where do we go from here?" Rosie asked, closing her locker. Carter leaned over and locked her locker.

"Just remember to lock it. People can break in and steal your shit." Rosie cringed at the profanity. "We go to homeroom. It's where we get collected, hear the announcements and have a chance to finish up some last minute homework." Rosie still looked confused. "Come on. We'll just wing it." She said, grabbing her cousin's hand and walked off to their homeroom.

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The walk into homeroom was just the same as the hallway, but even more awkward. The entire room fell silent and all eyes were drawn to the princess. It was something she was incredibly used to but not for the same reason. She followed right behind Carter, practically on the heels of her shoes. "You can sit there." She pointed to the seat right next to her.

Soon, the teacher stepped into the room and her eyes quickly shot in Rosie's direction. "You." She pointed at Rosie, forcing her to stiffen in her chair more than she already was. "Stand up and tell the class a little bit about yourself."

Rosie shot Carter a look of desperation, but there was nothing anyone could do. She stood before the class and looked over at the teacher, still clueless about what she had to say. The teacher simply shooed her to continue. "Well, my name is Rosie Gonzales… and I'm from New York." Rosie was silent, completely unaware as to what to say next but the teacher wanted her to continue. "…and I'm living with my cousin, Carter." She pointed at Carter who was caught off guard, took the pen cap out of her mouth and sank into the chair. Rosie looked over at the teacher, waiting for permission to go sit back down but she stood there with her arms crossed waiting for her to continue. "…I don't know what else to say…" she put her head down. The teacher shooed her back to her seat. Rosie gracefully walked back to her seat, embarrassed for the second time in one day.

Carter and Rosie leaned in to each other, discussing her class schedule. First period gym, then English, French, Math, art, lunch, history, then chemistry. Gym was a foreign concept to her, so it had to be discussed. "It's sort of like fencing but without the swords, mask, or protection but we do wear uniforms."

With that said, the bell rang and it was time for hell: high school girl's gym class.

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Rosie stood in the locker room next to Carter, unaware of what to do. "I know you're new but since you're enrolled, you need to be dressed and participating or you get points off." Ms. Lexington, their gym teacher, unfairly stated.

"It's cool, Ms. Lexington. I have an extra one." Carter pulled out another uniform from the back of her gym locker. It was the one she had since her freshman year, and of course she grew out of it yet it was still baggy enough to be seen as normal sized.

Carter began to undress revealing her silky green boxer shorts and her mismatched bra. Rosie didn't even try peeling her eyes away from her half-naked roommate. Carter cleared her throat, snapping Rosie out of her trance. "Here." She passed her extra uniform to Rosie. She nodded and began to change, getting questioning looks from the other girls about her under garments, and a familiar stare from Carter.

Nearly every girl was dressed and headed upstairs to the gymnasium. Some girls were dressed in the school's yoga pants, others in the designated shorts. Others were more creative and wore tights under their shorts. Those girls probably had their period other than the ones who were sitting on the bleachers in their casual dress clothes. There were also a handful of girls who tied their shirts in the back and their shorts were rolled up a few inches higher. Carter's uniform was different from all the rest. It looked like it was previously owned and two sizes too big, but Rosie's uniform fit just right… according to Carter.

All the girls stood in their spot as attendance was taken. "Janice Baker?" The girl biting her nails raised her hand. "Daniella Fishman?" The two girls a head of Rosie immediately stopped talking at the sound of one of their names.

"Hm… a new student." Rosie's eyes tore away from Carter and jolted to the secondary gym teacher. "Rosie Gonzales. Welcome." Mrs. Murray continued down the line of girls, calling out attendance. After the last girl was called, the girls were told to split into two separate teams. "Time to play some dodge ball!" Mrs. Murray proudly announced. Many girls groaned, others cheered and some dragged their feet to the inevitable game.

Carter eagerly took her spot on the front lines of the dodge ball court. Rosie nervously stood by her side. "C-Carter?" she spun around to see a very nervous princess. "How does this game work?"

The other girls were trying to find their spot on the court, hoping to get into a good place where the dodge balls can't reach them. "The five balls in the middle are the balls we have run to grab and throw at the opposing team. They can throw it at us too. If the ball hits you, you're out. If it hits them, they're out. If you catch it they're out, and vice versa."

Rosie was still unsure of the rules. "I thought you said it was like fencing?" she said nervously. "It sounds nothing like that. In fact, it sounds quite dangerous."

Carter shrugged her shoulders. "Well, I guess you get equally sweaty." Rosie's nose scrunched.

"Okay, girls!" Ms. Lexington sounded the whistle, indicating the start of the game.

Carter quickly rushed towards the middle of the court and was the first to grab a ball. She tapped one of the other balls so it would roll behind her for one of her teammates. A ball was hurdling towards Carter's face but was quickly deflected by the ball in her hands. Another zoomed underneath her legs as she leaped into the air. Rosie was close by, blocking her face with the palms of her hand. Girly screams echoed through out the gym, heightening the anticipation of getting hit by a stray ball.

Rosie cringed at every ball that flew by. Carter wound up the ball and automatically got one girl out. Their team was already up by three, and Rosie was absolutely no help. Another ball went towards Carter's feet, but she caught it before it hit the ground. Another out. She flung the ball at an unsuspecting girl who was too preoccupied trying to get someone else out. That's three. Carter was celebrating her victories. Rosie was doing a great at dodging but contributed absolutely nothing. Carter jogged backwards to retrieve a ball while keeping her eye on the opposing team and saw Rosie bent over, retrieving a stray ball. She was able to see Rosie's panty lines and a perfect out line of her ass. The entire gym seemed to have faded; the screams, the people, and the gym itself seemed so distant, so far…

"Ooof!" Carter's head whipped backwards, still unclear as to what just happened. Her hand quickly covered her nose, feeling the warm liquid leaving her body. Laughter was very faint but soon grew louder. She was able to see Rosie approach her, but was still incoherent from the blow to the face.

"Carter!" Rosie shouted, still dodging the balls. Carter was able to clearly see Rosie's face as she was being dragged off to the side. "Are you all right?" Carter nodded.

Mrs. Murray ran off to the side, checking up on her injured student. "You okay, Mason?" she heavy-handedly slapped Carter on the back before noticing the nosebleed. "Ooo… That calls for a nurse."

"I wish to go with her." Rosie demanded more than asked. "She is my cousin." Mrs. Murray agreed, and wrote them both passes to see the nurse.

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Rosie and Carter made their way down the hall, still dressed in their gym uniforms. Carter's head was tilted upward, occasionally swallowing a small amount of blood. She was enjoying her nosebleed a little too much but she can do without the swelling. "I really don't know what to do. I never handled blood before." Rosie said through her teeth, trying to compose a smile.

"It's fine." Carter's nasally voice replied. She secretly licked the blood that dripped onto her palm, enjoying the metallic taste on her tongue. "Really." She smiled, not that Rosie was able to tell.

Carter opened the door for herself despite her being the one who was injured. Rosie nervously followed behind, still unsure of what to do. The nurse walked over to Carter, already noticing the problem. "Nosebleed, right?" The young nurse asked, and Carter nodded. "Let me just get you some tissues and an ice pack." The nurse disappeared into the back room, and shuffled through the cabinets. "I think we're out of ice packs. I have to fetch some from the teacher's lounge." She handed Carter a handful of tissues and walked out of the room, clicking the door closed behind her.

"Are you going to be all right?" Rosie looked up at Carter who was washing the dried blood from under her nose. She used a paper towel to dry off the water.

"Yeah. I'm going to be fine." She felt more of the hot liquid slide down her nose. Without thinking, she licked the small amount that dripped onto her upper lip. Rosie's mouth gapped open at the sight, and Carter quickly tried to cover it up with another tissue. "It's… it's just a nosebleed. It's… common." The dismissal bell rang for first period.

Rosie still looked baffled. "Y-you licked your blood." Carter tried to find an explanation for her odd fetish. There was a long pause. Rosie's eyes searched the room, making sure there wasn't another soul in there with them. Rosie's eyes narrowed. "How does it taste?"

Carter raised an eyebrow. "Like metal but not quite." She paused, knowing there was more to it than she could remember off hand. Rosie leaned in closer, breaking her princess-like composure. "Salty too…"

She pursed her lips, trailing her tongue over her hungry lips. Her lips re-appeared, this time with a wet glisten. "May I have a taste?" she whispered.

Carter felt another drop slowly stream its way out. The distance between the two girls decreased, allowing Rosie to be close enough to smell Carter's natural scent. She whipped the blood from her upper lip, presenting it to the princess. To Carter's surprise, Rosie's tongue grazed her index finger, taking in the foreign taste. The princess grabbed Carter by the hand and hungrily wrapped her lips around the finger that was slightly dipped into human blood. When Rosie's lips left Carter's flesh, her mouth formed a smile revealing the reminisce of blood on her incredible white teeth. Her tongue made sure to clean off the foreign liquid from her smile. The two girls were completely silent, unaware of their irregular breathing.

Damn. The door clicked, slowly opening to reveal the nurse. Both girls jumped, trying to create as much distance between them as possible. "Here. This should ease the swelling." She handed her the ice pack, placing it upon her nose.

"Thanks, nurse Jenny." She smiled, annoyed that her moment with Rosie was quickly interrupted. The second bell rang, starting second period.

"Now, you can stay here until the bleeding stops." She stated, pointing to the back room that contained the doctor's table/bed. She went back to her desk, filling out some paper work. Carter and Rosie exchanged looks and quickly made their way into the back room, slowly closing the door behind them.

Carter's back was uncomfortably pressed against the table/bed, with Rosie's full body weight against her. The princess' arms trapped the willing tomboy between her body and the table. Rosie removed the ice pack from Carter's hand, and moved in on the intoxicating red liquid that slowly dripped from her nose and onto her lips. Carter's eyes pierced through Rosie's, daring her to do whatever it was she was about to do. Accepting her challenge the princess leaned in closer to her face with both of their lips parted, drawing closer to each other.

"Girls?" Both girls quickly turned towards the closed door.

"Fuck!" Carter exclaimed, quickly covering her mouth as she realized the profanity that escaped. Rosie looked just as flustered, remembering what she was supposed to be.

The door quickly opened, forcing the two girls on opposite sides of the room. "Excuse me?" The nurse sounded offended.

"I… I banged my nose with the ice pack." She lied. "Sorry nurse Jenny."

She glared at the guilty teens and gestured them out the door. "It's fine. Just head back to class. It seems like your nosebleed calmed down." She leaned over her desk and filled out two hall passes back to the gym. They needed to change back into regular clothes.

The two girls grabbed their hall passes and rushed off into the empty hall. They both walked quickly back towards the gym in an awkward silence. "So," Carter began, attempting to break the silence as they made their way into the locker room. "Are we going to talk about that?"

Rosie pursed her lip together. "I'd rather not…" Her head was tilted completely to the floor, distracting herself from questions that she didn't want to answer. "Let's just get changed."

"Well, something happened and I'd like to know that I'm not crazy." Carter huffed with her arms across her chest.

Rosie shook her head and looked away from Carter. "I don't want to discuss it!" She protested, speeding up her pace.

Carter slammed through the doors of the empty locker room. "Again, I'd like to know that I'm not crazy. I'm going through enough shit in this school so the least you can do is talk to me about it!"

Taking in a deep breath, Rosie simply stated in a hushed voice, "I'm a princess. That's what I'm supposed to be…" she rocked back on her heals. "I… I'm… I just can't, okay?" Her eyes finally over flowed. "I just need you to understand that…"

Carter looked down at her worn out converses and nodded. "It's not fair for either of us, I suppose…" she flicked her tongue against the back of her teeth. "But in all fairness, you can still suck my blood." She smiled, trying to make a really bad joke. Rosie, still seeing the more serious side to the situation, simply nodded.

They both fell silent, changing out of their gym uniforms. Carter's hand paused on her locker, still in her underwear. Fuck, you're beautiful. Her eyes painfully tore away from the princess and back to reality. In no fairy tale does the princess live happily ever after with another princess, let alone a lower class girl from Louisiana.

"C-Carter…" Rosie continued getting dressed without looking at the other girl. "I regret nothing, and I still wish to share a bed with you… If you don't mind."

She turned to see the girl in her silky green boxers give her a sad smile. "Yeah? Well, I don't mind." Carter finally got her pants on. Both girls were now dressed in their casual clothes.

Carter almost towered over Rosie, being only a few inches taller than she. She laced her hand into hers, and both breathed in deep. "We have English…" Carter nodded. "...so we should start going. We're already late." Rosie squeezed her hand before letting go, walking simultaneously into the empty hallway.

A/N: Any suggestions? I'm completely open