Chapter Two: Forgetting The Love

The last period of the day was Spanish and by now Rose was tired of telling everyone her name. She was assigned, just like the rest of the class, to write an essay, in Spanish, about their lives. Somehow Rose knew that writing this essay just wasn't going to happen.

"Before the bell rings I expect to see a sentence about anything you'd like." The Spanish teacher said as he looked up at the clock, seeing about three minutes left of class.

"In Spanish?" A student questioned, making everyone look at him.

"No, in English. Yes in Spanish." The teacher teased, making a few students laugh.

Rose continued to write her sentence, making it about Kansas.

She wrote: Kansas fue donde nací y es mi estado favorito en este momento.

Translated to: Kansas was where I was born and it's my favorite state at the moment.

Just as the bell rang, Rose finished her sentence, put away her binder and notebook, along with her pen, and walked up to the teacher's desk, tossing it on top. As Rose made it out of the Spanish room, she practically ran to her locker. Opening her locker, she dumped her Spanish notebook, a pen, her English binder, and her math book into her bag, sighing. Shutting her locker, she swung her bag over her shoulder, proceeding to the door as she wanted to leave school. Once outside, she began to go across the parking lot, not wanting to be caught up with anyone.

"Rose!" A voice shouted, like a girl's, shouted from behind her, making Rose turn to look only to see a car speeding down towards her.

The second she saw the car, someone pushed her out of the way, the car speeding away like a hit-and-run. As Rose turned over, she saw Scott a few inches away from her, breathing hard just like she was. As she watched the car speed away, a crowd started to form around Scott and her. Suddenly someone reached down to help her- a girl.

"I tried to warn you." She said, helping her to her feet as she began to dust off her clothes.

"So much for the warning." Rose whispered, shifting her attention towards the girl.

"My name's Allison." She told Rose, putting her hand towards her as she accepted it.

"And you know my name." Rose mumbled, looking at Allison who was smiling and then Rose looked back at Scott who was halfway gone with someone else.

"Do you know Scott?" Allison asked, seeing Rose watch Scott walk away like she loved him or something, which obviously wasn't the case.

"We met in English this morning." Rose replied, looking from Scott to Allison as she made a small smile, feeling tension about Scott and Allison.

"I wouldn't get involved with him." Allison said as she looked one last time at Scott, turned her head, and walked towards a red car.

Thinking about it for a few seconds, Rose turned around towards her apartment, knowing the secret that they were involved.

When she got home, she tossed her bag on the couch and walked to the fridge, looking for something to drink as she was thirsty. Pouring herself a glass of apple juice, she picked up the phone book along with her iPhone and began searching for the pizzeria. After finding one, she dialed the number and waited for them to pick up. Once someone did, she ordered a small cheese pizza as it was only for one person. When she was finished, she walked over to her room, deciding to change into her nightie as she had no one to come over or she didn't have to go anywhere. After she changed, she pushed her hair into a messy bun on top of her head, smiling. Just as she pulled out her homework, the doorbell rang and Rose got up to answer it.

"Hello?" She asked as she opened the door, expecting the delivery pizza guy, instead being Scott.

"Can I talk to you?" Scott asked as he peered inside, seeing no one around.

"Answer me this first: How'd you find out where I live?" Rose asked, curious about how he found where she was living.

"I asked the principal for it and he said you were living here." Scott lied, knowing he followed her home, but it was for a good reason, and it also wasn't like him to do this.

"Okay. Shoot." Rose said, walking inside which let Scott know he could come in too as he shut the door on his way inside.

"There was a rumor that you burned a barn down in Kansas, thus moving here." Scott began, noticing Rose's expression change as she picked up her apple juice and took a sip.

"That's where you got your mistake. It's not a rumor." Rose mumbled as she walked over to the couch and sat down, looking at Scott.

"So, it's true?" Scott asked, staring at the pile of homework that was on the table in front of him and Rose.

"It was my parent's barn, and it was an accident." Rose said, adding the last part on to look innocent, but she knew it wasn't an accident.

"Another question: Do you live alone?" Scott asked just as the doorbell rang and Rose glared at Scott for a few seconds before getting up to answer the door.

"A pizza for a Rose Tyler?" The delivery man asked, looking up at Rose who smirked, gave him a ten, and let him keep the change.

"Rose Tyler?" Scott asked, confused by the name as it wasn't her name.

"Someone from TV. God, you really don't watch TV, do you?" Rose smiled as she put the pizza on the table, peeking up at Scott to whisper, "No one's here. I live alone."

"It seemed a little lonely here." Scott said, looking around as Rose sat on the other end of the couch, staring at her homework.

"You know I never really get math." Rose mumbled, glaring at the math book and then to Scott.

"I could help you." Scott piped up as Rose looked at him, a little curious.

"Oh, you're good at math?" Rose asked, a smile coming across her face as he looked a little nervous.

"Not really, no, but I'm sure I could help." Scott fumbled, usually not doing this nevertheless trying to flirt with anyone as he still loved Allison, somewhere inside him.

"Let's get started then." Rose whispered, looking as Scott's lips like she was under a trance.

"Let's," Scott began, turning his attention from math to Rose's lips, wondering what was happening. "Get st-"

As Scott tried to finish his sentence, Rose leaned in even closer as Scott did and they soon had lip on lip action, kissing like they could kiss forever. After a couple seconds, Rose pulled away, surprised at what had happened and then she stood up, away from Scott.

"You should probably leave." Rose said, getting a distance between Scott and herself.

"I'm sorry. Can we just-" Scott tried to say, but Rose cut in.

"Please, can you leave?" Rose said more like a statement than a question, but as long as he left in the next thirty seconds, she was fine with it.

"Bye." Scott whispered as he got off the couch and walked to the door, shutting it so quietly Rose could barely hear it.

"Goodbye, Scott." Rose whispered, staring at the door as she tried to think through what happened.

Mary Anne Rose Summers kissed Scott McCall.