Chapter 6:

"Do you sleep in your closet?" Carter announced as she stepped out, fully dressed.

"Wow." Rosie stood from her computer chair. "That dress looks perfect on you." She smiled and walked towards her. "You should wear your hair down." She stated and pulled Carter's hair tie out of her hair.

Rosie smiled at her, completely dazed. "So this is okay?" Carter asked as she pulled on the unfamiliar clothes.

"Yeah." She swallowed hard.

Carter laughed. "You said, yeah."

Rosie shook her head to think more clearly. "So?"

"You never say yeah. You always say yes."

Rosie smiled. "Glad you noticed."

"I also noticed that it looks like you sleep in your closet."

"I have shoes that match that." She stated as she headed towards her closet to find her matching purple shoes.

Carter looked at the back of Rosie's head. "You're avoiding the question."

"I'd like for you to not tell anyone." She stated dryly.

"But, why do you?"

Rosie shook her head. "Just, please, try on the shoes." She asked with the box held tightly to her chest and a whimper in her voice.

"Yes." She said with a smile.

Rosie watched as Carter put on her clothes. "So," Carter looked up after strapping up the last shoe. "Do you like it?"

Carter nodded. "I may just borrow this for my prom dress… if I go to prom."

"Why is there a possibility that you won't go?"

"Well, my Junior High Prom wasn't exactly the best memories of my life." Rosie sat silently, anxious to hear why. "I got made fun of, and left. I waited down the block from the Hall until my dad picked me up." She cleared her throat. "Well, that's all over with now." Carter changed her tone. "The main bitch got pregnant and one of the other girls got syphilis from the same guy so I win at life."

"Oh." Rosie said, surprised at Carter's cold statement.

Carter walked over to the full length mirror. "Karma's a bitch. Trust me, they deserve it." She said in a low voice.

Rosie laughed. "I know that you're having loads of fun looking at yourself in the mirror, but we have to get started on our second challenge of our marriage."

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"Do you want to watch a movie, now?"

Carter stretched. "Sure. What'd you have?"

Rosie stood from the floor and looked in her closet through her DVD collection. "Have you ever seen May?"

"What's that about?"

Rosie pulled it out. "It's pretty funny." She handed her the box. "It's about an awkward girl who didn't have any friends until later. When her new friends began to abandon and mistreat her, she decides to make the perfect friend."

"How is that funny?" Carter asked with an eyebrow raised.

Rosie laughed. "Anna Farris is in it."

"That chick from Scary Movie?" Rosie nodded. "Awesome. Let's watch it." Carter flopped onto Rosie's bed and rested her chin on her hand.

Rosie put the DVD in and cautiously stepped over to the bed, and crawled onto it right next to Carter.

It was only forty minutes into the movie and Carter heard a gentle snore coming from Rosie. Carter laughed when she looked over at Rosie who was completely asleep. Carter turned her attention to the movie and watched it to the end. "Rosie?" Carter whispered with her hand on Rosie's back. Rosie responded by shuffling closer to Carter, who couldn't help but smile. "Roooosssieeee." She tried again but no conscious response. Finally, Carter decided to stand which jerked Rosie from her sleep.

"You're leaving?"

"Yeah. I have to get home. It's almost eight."

Rosie sat up. "Well, how're you getting home?"

"I'll call my dad." Carter stretched, and collected her books.

"I-I'll drive you!" Rosie immediately shot up from her bed.

"Awesome." She yawned. "Did you have a good nap?" she laughed. Rosie nodded with her head down. "You slept through most of the movie."

"I've seen it before. Did you like it?"

"Yeah, it was sick. I didn't think you'd watch or even own something like that!"

"I love horror movies, and thrillers."

"Yeah. Me too." Carter said, shoving her shoe on.

"You're ready?" Carter nodded then yawned.

"Alright. Let's go." She said with a small smile as they walked out the door.

"Who do you live there with?"

Rosie stepped into her car. "It's just me and my mom, but she's barely home, so it feels like it's just me."

Carter lowered the radio to hear her better. "What does she do that you have all this money?"

She laughed. "Absolutely nothing." Carter looked over at her, puzzled. "My dad died, so she lives off his money."

"I'm sorry." She said in a low voice. "I didn't know."

"It's fine. I didn't know him anyway." She paused. "He died before I could comprehend death, or math." She chuckled at her dark joke which made Carter shuffle uncomfortably in her chair. When she noticed the uncomfortable silence, she began to speak. "And you? Who're you living with?"

"Just me and my dad… How did your dad die?"

She chuckled. "He was old." She responded in a sing-song voice. "My mom's a, what people our age would call a gold digger. Never worked a day in her life… what about your mom?"

Carter cleared her throat. "Murdered." Carter said plainly despite Rosie's extremely sympathetic expression. "Some guy from her job was obsessed with her, followed her to her car and shot her."

"Is that why you moved?" Rosie asked, unable to find any other words.

Carter shook her head. "Nah. That happened when I was six. I moved because people in my school were complete assholes."

"W-why?"

She pushed herself to continue. "Well, since we're sharing secrets: they found out one of my secrets and weren't too nice to me."

"What? Did you sleep with someone's boyfriend?"

After a brief second, Carter broke out into hysterics. "Not at all. Oh god." Rosie looked over and waited for her to continue. "This doesn't leave the car, okay?" Rosie nodded and parked in front of Carter's house. Before she spoke, she turned and looked out her window. "I'm… I like girls." She turned to see Rosie's reaction. Neutral. She simply nodded with her eyes fixed on the steering wheel. "Don't tell anyone, okay?"

Rosie looked up with her lips pursed and nodded. Silence.

Awkwardly, she stepped out of the car and waved. Rosie waved back with an over exaggerated smile. I hope I didn't make a mistake.

oOoOo

Everyone in the cafeteria jumped when they heard Carter barge through the double doors. "Rosie!" Carter hissed through gritted teeth. "I'm going to ask you this once," she slammed her fists on the table. "and I know you're going to tell me the truth." She gripped the cafeteria table tighter. "Did you take my shit?"

Rosie squinted her eyes. "What's missing?"

"My camera, my phone, my iPod." She paused to catch her breath. "Everything is missing."

Rosie's eyes grew wide. "Carter, I'd never steal from you."

"You know I'm only asking you because you've broken into my locker before." Rosie nodded and went to speak but was interrupted. "I asked what I needed to, and got my answer. So, when I do find whoever broke into my locker, I'm breaking their face." She growled and stormed out of the cafeteria.

Once Carter was gone, Angelica began to break out in laughter. "Like that crazy bitch is going to find out I took it."

Rosie shot her a glare. "You took it?"

Angelica finally contained herself. "Yeah. She waltz's in with the tough guy look, expecting to scare someone into telling her who took it." She shrugged. "That freak thinks that people are scared of her!"

"Give me her things." Rosie said sternly.

"Why?" Angelica asked, caught off guard.

"I'll break into her locker, I'll call her names, and I'll even throw a few punches but I would never steal. Now, hand it over."

"We're two different people, Rosie." She hissed. "You now have sympathy for your husband?" Rosie quickly snatched Angelica's purse and dashed across the room. "Bitch!" Angelica screeched as she chased after her.

As they ran down the hall, Rosie began dumping the contents of Angelica's purse onto the floor as she dug for Carter's belongings. Once she had them all, she stuffed it in her purse and flung Angelica's across the hall.

"Don't you ever say no to me." Rosie glowered, not once broke her stare. "You forget what I'm capable of," she said maniacally as she stepped closer to her friend.

Angelica huffed in disbelief. "You're going to choose that... that Freak Show over me?" Rosie nodded. "We've been friends since forever!"

"Not by choice. I was only friends with you because our parents forced us to be!"

"Parents!" Angelica laughed. "You mean, your mom forced us to be friends." Rosie shook her head, fully prepared with what she was going to say next. "Your dad is dead." she said with a smug look. Rosie took a step back to fully process the pros and the cons of completely laying out a fellow student in the hallway... "Aw, you gonna cry?" Rosie was already tearing up, but not from what she said, but out of pure anger. "Just like that night in your..."

Before Angelica was able to finish her sentence, she was completely sprawled out onto the floor with Rosie's fists flying at her face. Her face was dark and manic, and she was growling under her breath. It took two security to pull her off of the girl who was now completely knocked out and face covered in blood. Rosie kicked and screamed like a banshee down as she was dragged away into the office.

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"Rosie?" Carter whispered through the door. She gave her a sympathetic wave and did her best to communicate with her through the glass door. Rosie was still curled up with her knees to her chest and her face burried in her arms. Gently, Carter knocked on the glass and finally gained Rosie's attention.

Rosie scooted over to the chair closest to the door and waved. Carter shrugged her shoulders, then Rosie shook her head. She pulled the stolen camera, iPod and phone out of her purse which made Carter's eyes light up then soften. She pulled a piece of paper from her sketch book and wrote, YOU DIDN'T FIGHT HER CAUSE OF ME, RIGHT? and held it to the glass.

Rosie shook her head and wrote, NO, DEEPER THAN THAT.

WHY?

Rosie gave her a small smile. LATER. DEFINITELY LATER.

As soon as Carter saw the Principal step out, she ducked behind the wall. "Rosalinda! Two fights in a month! This behavior is completely not like you." Rosie slouched in the chair and crossed her arms. "You sent a girl to the hospital! The hospital! Her parents may press charges! You can get arrested! And for what!"

"Pride?"

She looked horrified. "I understand that she stole your girl friend's..."

"My what?"

"Carter. You're dating her still, aren't you?"

Rosie looked completely mortified. "Miss McCullen was supposed to be the only one who knew that! Isn't their a law about breaking confidentiality!" she shouted.

"Calm down, Rosie!"

"No!" She jumped to her feet which made her step back. "I won't calm down! Not after I'm led into a false sence of security then told to let Angelica get away with making fun of my father's death. I'm. Not. Going. To. Be. Calm!" Carter nearly barged through the door once she heard that, but stayed hidden. "They can press charges. I don't care. Maybe now, they'd pay more attention to their daughter and find out about her two abortions and her relationship with her dad's best friend." she spat, completely red in the face.

"Rosie, watch what you say! Accusations like that could lead into..."

"An investigation! Good!" Rosie sat back down. "It's time someone took actual interest in that slut." she said as she ran her fingers through her hair.

oOoOo

Thanks for getting my stuff. When can I see you?

Rosie looked down at the text and smiled. Whenever I have this whole police thing, and expulsion lifted.

Keep me updated. I really want to see you.

Rosie squealed. I miss you too.

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"I'm so lucky to just get fined." Rosie said as she nuzzled into Carters neck.

"Yeah." Carter yawned. "Things could have been a lot worse."

"You're sleeping over, right?"

Carter laughed. "For the millionth time, yes."

"Good."

"Does your mom still think I'm a bad influence?"

"Yep."

"Good."

"You know, the whole staff at our school thinks we're dating?"

"Good."

Rosie smiled. "So, what movie did you bring over?"

"Hills Have Eyes. I brought the new one and the old one." They both lied still. "So, are you going to put the movie in?"

"Mmm hmm."

"Well..."

"I'm comfy." she whined. "I'll do it later."

"So we're going to sit her with no T.V.?"

Rosie nodded. "Do you have a problem with that?" Carter shook her head and smiled. "Good."

"You don't mind laying with me?"

"I'm the one who wanted to."

Carter gave her a small smile. "You know what I mean."

"No." Rosie yawned. "Not really."

"The whole lesbian thing."

"So? You're my friend. All girls lay with their friends like this." Rosie smiled and kissed her on the cheek, and laced their fingers tighter together.

There was a few moments of silence until Carter finally spoke. "What would you do if you just felt a glove on my hand and you turn around and I'm just a sleeping homeless guy?"

"I'd run." Rosie paused. "What kind of question is that?"

Carter shrugged. "I dunno. I was just imagining it."

Rosie laughed. "You have a strange imagination." she said as she turned towards her. "Now I'll definitely know if you change into a homeless guy."

"But what if you look up and I have a gargoyle head?"

"I'd be sad."

Carter laughed. "I'd be a freak of nature and all you can say is I'll be sad?"

"Well, gargoyles are ugly." she said with a pout.

"So, you're saying that you think I'm pretty?" Rosie didn't respond. "You think I'm pretty." she sang.

"I didn't say that." she smiled.

"That's what you meant."

Rosie smiled. "I know that, I just didn't use those exact words." Rosie sat up. "You're such a jerk!" she playfully pushed Carter's hip.

"What'd mean?"

"You're supposed to say that you think I'm pretty!"

"I'd be lying." she said, stretching out. Swiftly, Rosie poked Carter in her stomach which made her shriek then cover her mouth.

"You're ticklish?" Rosie asked in amazement.

"No!" Carter backed away from her on the bed and tried to keep arms distance, but Rosie leaped on top of her and dug her fingers into her sides. Carter's body went into spasms as she tried to push Rosie off of her. "Get. Off." she laughed, not able to take her own words seriously.

After a few moments of torture, Rosie got off of Carter. "I never thought you'd be ticklish. Ever!"

"Bitch." Carter breathed out. "How'd you like it if I did that to you?"

Rosie laughed. "I'm not ticklish."

Carter attempted to prove her wrong, but she was right. "Wow. You're really not."

Rosie laughed and shook her head as she rolled over onto her back. "Come." Carter folded her legs and sat next to Rosie's body. Rosie smiled and grabbed Carter by her shoulders and pulled her so that she was hovering directly over her.

Carter swallowed hard. "Yeah?"Rosie was silent. She pulled Carter closer with her hands resting on her back. She then wrapped her legs around Carter's waist and continued to smile up at her. "Yeah?" Carter asked again in a shaky voice. Rosie shook her head and cupped her face in her hands, planting a kiss slowly on her cheek. Rosie looked up at her, still very silent.

Carter nervously chuckled and Rosie broke her silence. "Shhhh..." she said, nearly against her lips. She then pressed them against the depression between her eyes, her other cheek, and her forehead. She finally rested her lips just below her lower lip and smiled into the kiss. "I just want to lay like this, if it's okay?" she whispered.

"Yeah." she replied in a hushed voice, and collapsed her arms so that they can hook underneath Rosie's body and rest her palms against Rosie's shoulder blades.

"So you think I'm pretty?"

Carter shook her head. "I think you're gorgeous."