Saving Her: Interlude


Summary: Carter knows this is a good idea. She really does, because she's going to be saving Rosie, and anything after that just doesn't register. CarterxRosie

Author's Note: Yaaay for Carter's Interlude! I'm sorry this is a day late guys! I hope it's not confusing, though the end may be but it'll make sense when you read the next chapter. Enjoy! :]

Disclaimer: I do not own Princess Rosalinda/Rosie Gonzalez, Carter Mason, or Princess Protection Program and all affiliated characters and environments. They are the property of Disney in conjunction with Annie DeYoung :]


Carter paced around the room, bouncing slightly to try and work off her anxious energy. She pushed her hands through her hair, letting out a frustrated breath as she rounded on the slightly terrified princess standing awkwardly in the middle of the floor. A small puddle of white was forming underneath her shoes.

"Chelsea and Brooke! Chelsea and Brooke?! Really Rosie?!"

The princess flinched, involuntarily taking a step backward. Her shoe squelched, the leftover yogurt seeping into her toes.

"Carter—"

"I mean really! Out of the like, three thousand kids at Lake Monroe High, you had to choose them?"

Rosie pursed her lips. "I did not choose them, they had chosen me."

Carter whirled around with a flat look. "Oh okay, because that makes it so much better."

Rosie crossed her arms. "I would have stayed with you, however you had disappeared and that was when they approached me. I was not sure what to make of them but then Chelsea offered me a job and I took it. As you said I needed to."

"Well Chelsea is the one you really gotta watch out for. She's been on my butt since Kindergarten; she would do the most horrible things just to humiliate me at school…" Carter shuddered at the memories. "There's no telling how low she'd go to get something she wants, and I don't know why it is but apparently, she wants you."

"I was only trying to blend in, as, again, you had said."

Carter blew her bangs out of her eyes in a low, frustrated breath. "I know…I know you were, Rosie, but hanging out with the two of them is the worst possible way to try and blend in. You couldn't stand out more if you tried!"

Rosie tucked her chin into her chest, still reeling from the after affects of that humiliating ordeal. She felt that squirming heat creep back up into her neck, shuffling her feet. The yogurt was beginning to cake into the bends in her skin.

Carter sighed, looking away guiltily. "Look you…you don't know them, okay? Every chance they get they try and make my life miserable, and I know they're just using you to get to me, which is not only trouble for you but it spells huge trouble for me."

"Why do you let them?"

Carter's eyes snapped back to the messy princess. She was surprised to see an angry frown on her light features. But it wasn't anger at her, it was anger for her, she realized with a start.

"What?"

Rosie's hands flew to her hips. "Why do you let them cause such troubles for you?

"I don't let them, they just do."

Rosie's nose scrunched. Carter briefly noted that it was adorable.

"Nobody can make you do things that you yourself do not let them. You do not stand up for yourself, Carter." She held up a finger as the taller girl opened her mouth to protest. "It is true. I may not have known you long but I have observed. And what I have observed is that you withdraw when you are uncomfortable. You have no such issue with your father, or Edwin and myself. So tell me why it is so difficult for you elsewhere."

Carter's eyes wandered away as she processed the princess's words. She was right though. She didn't have a problem speaking her mind with her dad or Ed…or with Rosie. Her heart skipped a beat. Why didn't she have that problem with Rosie? She's known the foreign girl for less than two weeks and already she's let her in? Then it hit her.

"It's because I trust you."

Rosie's entire stance relaxed as her brows flew up into her hairline. She hadn't expected such an honest answer from the stubborn girl. She gave her a small smile, hopeful.

"You do?"

Carter's cheeks tinged pink. "I don't know why but I feel comfortable with you around."

Rosie's smile had grown now, her eyes open with a new affection for the awkward teenager in front of her. She laughed softly as Carter's eyes flitted to everything in the room but her.

"You know, before I was taken into the program my mother made me promise to trust no one but Majour Mason." She stepped forward and pulled Carter to her, whispering softly,

"I may have broken that promise."

Rosie's heart swelled when after a moment Carter's tense muscles relaxed, and she hesitantly laced her fingers at the small of her back. She buried her smile into Carter's collarbone, sighing.

Their moment was ruined, however, by the slow, sticking sound their clothes made as they peeled apart. Carter made a face, looking down to see that her entire front was covered in white goo.

"Aw man! Rosie! This was my favourite shirt!"

Rosie's giggling cut off abruptly as one fine eyebrow rose upward, her lips tugging upward in a mischievous smirk.

"Oh Carter, I do believe our hug was far too short for my liking." She held out her arms, matching each of her new friend's retreating footsteps with one of her own. She was enjoying the slight fear on the bait girl's face.

"Uhh…What're you doing?"

Rosie's eyes widened in mock innocence, holding back a laugh as Carter's back hit her bookshelf. "Me? Nothing! I simply wish to return to our hug."

Carter's eyes narrowed. "Rosie—"

The princess cut her off then, lunging for the other girl. Carter let out an uncharacteristic squeal, turning to dart out the open bedroom door. Rosie laughed loudly, hot on her heels.

"Come back!"

A distant yell echoed off from downstairs. "No!"

Rosie darted down the stairs after her. "Why do you shun my affections Carter Mason!"

"Rosiieeee!"


Carter's eyes fluttered open slowly, her vision swimming in the inky black darkness of the night. The sounds of the carriage wheels running over the cobblestone roadway brought her back to reality.

"Are you alright, mija?"

Carter turned her head to meet Sophia's concerned gaze through the thick strands of light passing quickly over her face from the passing streetlamps outside. She sent her a small smile. "I'm fine." She nodded, looking back down at the ropes tied around her wrists.

"Just…remembering things."


Author's Note: Lols lame…Alrighty, well I hope you guys are still with me! The next two chapters are the last time I'm going to be going back and fourth; after that we'll have no need, but you'll have to keep reading to see what happens. BWAHAHA—XD Anyhoo, feedback? XD