Before reading this chapter, I would like to quickly mention that for the next two weeks I will most like not be writing any chapters for my fanfictions as the deadline for my coursework is coming close and I need to put all my attention into my Health and Social Care and my Journalism work. Once all my coursework has been submitted I will focus more on my fanfictions.

I would also like to mention that I'm not planning on continuing 'St. Vladimir High School' for much longer. I'll most likely be writing another two or three chapters then that will be the end. In the past I had been thinking about producing a sequel, but with the summer holiday being taken up by my job and my plans on going to university after the summer, I doubt I'll be able to find the time. Most likely I'll be writing little one-shots about the lives of the characters after they leave high school.

Enjoy!

IceFirebolt

Chapter Twenty-Eight

"Summer holidays are coming up next week." Sydney sat on Adrian's bed watching him paint something. She had no idea what it was but she was asked to be in his room when he was painting it. "Got any plans for the holidays?"

"Apart from the party my mother is trying to organise, not really." Adrian's eyes flickered to his girlfriend for a brief moment then back to his painting. "What about you?"

"I have to go to some Christianity Camp with my sister for the first few weeks of the holiday." She let out a sigh while tilting her head to the side, staring out the window. "I wonder what my parents will say if I told them that I'm the head of the science club at school?"

"It doesn't matter what they think. As long as you're doing something you love, that's all that matters, right?" She glanced at Adrian who had a smile on his face while staring at her. She smiled back at him, slightly blushing.

"Yeah."

"So anyway, when will you be leaving for the camp?"

"The week after we go home. Why?"

"I was thinking on introducing you to my parents." He placed the paint down and stepped back away from the painting. He was wearing baggy, dark grey jeans that were torn at the knees and a plain white top that was smudged and smeared with paint. "And maybe I could meet your parents. What do you think of that?"

Sydney had bright red cheeks when Adrian looked at her once again. She never had a boyfriend to meet her parents. Hell, hardly any of her friends were introduced to her parents. She felt as though they wouldn't accept the kind of people she hung out with. And they did not like the twelve families either. If they find out that she's dating an Ivashkov - Adrian no less - well, let's just say they are not going to support the relationship at all.

The young artist had never been in a long enough relationship to introduce his girlfriends - or boyfriends - to his parents. They knew he had girlfriends and boyfriends in the past. Yes, they knew he was bisexual. And that didn't matter to his mother as long as he was happy. His father was less impressed about it but he couldn't do anything. Sydney would be the first partner Adrian would be introducing to his family. And being honest he was a little nervous talking about it.

When she didn't give a reply Adrian smiled at Sydney.

"You don't have to think about it right now. Just...something that we can do in the future. But on another note, what do you think of this?"

He picked up the painting and turned it around so Sydney could see it, only for her face to go even more red. He had asked her to come in his room so that he could use her a model to finally paint the drawing he done of her. He caught every bit of detail on his girlfriend, and even included the gold tint he adored. It was almost as if she was looking into a mirror.

"That's amazing."

"I thought you would like it." He placed it back down and moved over to his bed, throwing himself on it and lying next to Sydney who pulled her knees under her chin. "I'm going to hang it up at home so my parents can see how beautiful you are."

This guy could say the most romantic things through Sydney's eyes. Pretty much anything he said made her blush, so she hid her cheeks a bit from him. This made Adrian chuckle and reach up to her so that he could stroke her blushing cheeks. This of course caused the two to make eye contact.

It went quiet in the room for several moments. Adrian eventually sat up so that he and Sydney were sitting close to each other. Her gaze moved from his eyes down to his soft lips, then avoided looking at his face completely. The artist slid his hand down her cheek to her chin, lifting her head so he could look at the beautiful face he admired and so that he could look at her amazing eyes.

After a few more seconds of staring at each other the two leant in, sharing what started out as a soft and tender kiss. The kiss grew to become harder and a bit passionate as they moved in closer to each other so that their bodies were touching and Sydney could slide her hand around the back of his neck, running the tip of her fingers through the bottom of his hair.

Slowly and gently the artist lowered Sydney on the bed so that if she didn't want to continue she could easily push him away. But she didn't. He laid above her, his soft lips kissing her own and their tongues lightly grazing each other's occasionally as they laid on his bed making out. A rush of fear and nervousness ran through Sydney but it didn't stop her. At the same time she felt excited and just wanted to continue. She had never done anything like this before, and there was no way she was going to stop so easily.

They laid like this for several seconds before Sydney took the daring move of rolling over so that she was straddling above him. At first Adrian was shocked at the bold move she had done but got over it eventually, loving what she done. She felt his hands move from her waist down her thighs and legs, stroking the fabric of her jeans before moving his hands up her body and into her hair.

But a few moments later Sydney felt Adrian's hand leave her hair and to her back, sliding underneath the top she was wearing and gently running against her skin. She shivered from the touch but this didn't stop her kissing her boyfriend. Instead, she ran one of her hands on top his paint-covered top, touching a section of his top that was slightly wet from the paint but a spot where she could feel his strong chest.

"Yo, Adrian, do you have a minute?" Mason knocked on the door just as he walked in with Christian and Eddie behind him. The three froze at the sight they saw. Sydney suddenly sat up with her top slightly creased from the back from where Adrian had slipped his hand underneath, while Adrian laid on the bed covered his lips and cheeks with the back of his hand. The two both had bright red cheeks. "Uh..."

"Sorry about this." Eddie gave a nervous chuckle.

"We can come back later?"

"No, it's okay." Adrian turned his head, glaring at his friends.

"I better get going. Jill wanted to meet up with me anyway." Sydney got off the bed and looked at Adrian, smiling at him before leaving. "Excuse me." She slid her way in between the boys, who watched her walk down the corridor before turning their attention back to Adrian. He was now sitting up still covering his cheeks and staring at the painting of his girlfriend.

"So..." Mason popped his lips a bit to break the silence. "...what would had happened if we didn't walk in?"

"God knows." He let out another sigh while rubbing his face. "Jesus, why did I do that? What if she completely freaked out?"

"She didn't though, and that's the good thing."