After putting away all of my things and setting up some stuff, I changed into my PJs, which consisted of a pair of dark grey, tight, cotton short short and a black cami. Then I went downstairs and grabbed a peach. I kissed Amy and David goodnight and went upstairs, eating my peach. Once I was done eating, I went into the bathroom and washed my face and pulled my thick white hair up into a messy bun with some falling into my face. I curled up in my black silk sheets and fluffy, soft blanket. Quite quickly I fell asleep peacefully.

I was violently thrown awake by the sound of a high pitched screeching and a pounding noise outside. I didn't really think at all. All I did was lunge out of bed, sprint down the steps and approached the open front door, picking up a fire poker as I passed it. I peeked my head out the door and saw David standing on a ladder that was leaning against the barn and 4 guys on the roof of it. One I slowly recognized as Charlie. I slowly walked outside, dragging the fire poker behind me as I watched them, confused. While Charlie and David were talking, the 3 other guys noticed me and stared at me. David noticed this and looked behind him, finally noticing me. He grinned and started to wave at me, but that caused the ladder to shake and he clutched on to the bars. Once it was stable he turned back to me and noticed the fire poker I held. His eyebrows furrowed.

"Rosie, why the hell do you have a fire poker?" I looked down at it and then up at him confused while saying,

"I woke up to loud noises. I thought something bad had happened, and I grabbed this as a weapon. I guess those noises were just the saw and hammer." I frowned and rubbed my eye with my free hand, sleepily. Now that my short burst of adrenaline had faded, I was still sleepy. I yawned softly. I felt eyes burn into me and looked up to see Charlie staring at me, with a look on his face. David started to come down the ladder, stumbling once he got off. He came over to me and grabbed the fire poker from my hand and set his hands on my shoulder while saying to me,

"Come on Rose. Let's get you back inside. It's alright." He started to turn me around and walk me back inside when I heard Charlie yell,

"Sorry for waking you up, Miss Sumner." I glared up at him as I grumbled,

"Don't call me that, it makes me feel old." He apparently heard me because he chuckled and said,

"Sorry, Belle." My brows furrowed as I looked up at him.

"Belle?" He nodded.

"Is that alright for me to call you that?" I nodded vigorously.

"Yea, it's just, no one has ever called me that. I like it." I grinned up at him, my sleepiness making me act childlike. He chuckled again. David gripped my shoulders, reminding me he was here. He then steered me into the house. I practically felt the eyes undressing me. I shivered and let David guide me into the house. He walked me into the kitchen and sat me down on a seat for the table by all of his research stuff. He started making coffee while I sat there like a zombie.

He watched as Mr. Sumner climbed up the ladder towards them and began to talk to them about coming to early. Inside, Charlie just rolled his eyes. He wouldn't do that to his boss though, not while on the job. Suddenly David turned around and looked at something. Charlie looked and saw that it was Rosabelle, even though she just woke up. She looked all dazed and confused as she watched them. She looked ravishing and adorable. Her beautiful body was shown by her little clothing. Her long, odd colored hair was up but some fell into her face. He didn't like her hair up, she looked so much more beautiful with it down. He wanted to be able to run his fingers through it. Her face was bare of all makeup. He thought she looked even better without it. She was a natural beauty, something rare to find anymore. He was becoming obsessed with her, something he was quite worried about. The first time he saw her, he felt something for her. He couldn't identify it yet, but he planned to. She was so adorable and then her lovely personality just made her all the more beautiful. When she explained why she had the fire poker, he began to wonder how she looked when she was sprawled across the bed, asleep. Or better yet, how she would feel, curled up against him, with his arms wrapped around her tiny body. To feel what it'd be like to kiss her full lips. To run his hands up and down her soft curves. He watched her walk away, not liking that David was touching her. He narrowed his eyes as determination wriggled into him. He would get her, even if it was the last thing he'd do.

While the coffee was being made, he went up to his room and changed. He came back down and handed me a cup filled with cream and sugared filled coffee. I sat there, holding onto it with both hands, just inhaling the bitter scent that slowly started to wake me up. I then started to gently sip the hot liquid, smiling at the burning sensation it sent down my throat. It woke me up quite quickly. I looked over at David, who was writing. He looked at me and smiled while leaning back.

"Welcome back to the living, Rosie." I just rolled my eyes and kept on sipping my coffee, grumbling incoherently. I was most definitely not a morning person.

"Who pissed in your cornflakes this morning?" David asked teasingly. I poked my tongue out at him and we sat in silence for awhile. I refilled our mugs up, adding to it what we liked. We sat there for a couple of hours. I was curled up in my seat, resting my head on my knees when one of the guys entered the house and helped himself to the fridge. I watched him curiously. When he looked at me, I smiled at him. He smiled sheepishly back to me. He seemed like a shy nice guy.

"Could be colder." He said as he took a swig of his beer. David just hummed in acknowledgment.

"I think there's something wrong with your fridge." He walked over towards the peaches and pointed at one. David just nodded for him to take one. The guy came over and sat next to me. He leaned forward while extending his hand.

"I don't think we've been introduced. I'm Bic." I shook his hand firmly while saying softly,

"Nice to meet you Bic. I'm Rosabelle. I can't thank you and your friends enough for helping around with this place." He seemed to blush and smiled sweetly.

"Awh, it ain't nothing. Just helpin an old friend and welcomin yous guys to the town."

"Well, it's a very lovely welcome." I smiled. He looked at David and said,

"You writin or somethin? I heard that's what you do. Movies right?" David nodded and smiled.

"Yea." Bic looked interested.

"You write any horror films and stuff?"

"Nah, it's not my thing."

"Oh, well, have you wrote anything I might've seen?" David looked down.

"Probably nothing. Maybe a bit of Amy and Rose's tv show." Bic began to chuckle while exclaiming.

"Oh yea! That was good, real good." David began to smile.

"Thanks."

"Not enough of Amy though, or Rose." He dead panned, while smiling at me. I grinned at him while David chuckled.

"Yea, I was well reminded about that." Bic looked at me.

"You work on tv?" I smiled and shook my head.

"Only a little. I preferred modeling rather than performing." Bic leaned back and grinned while saying,

"No shit, you're a model? Well, you're sure damn pretty enough." I blushed slightly and chuckled.

"Thanks, sugar. You're too sweet." He blushed and then suddenly stood up as Amy came in and wrapped her arms around David.

"Hey, Amy."

"Hey, Bic." It was kinda sweet how nervous he got around her. He pointed back at the fridge.

"You're fridge ain't cold enough."

"Really?" Amy asked curiously.

"Yea, it might be the old condenser coils. I can take a look at it later."

"Okay, thanks Bic." He grinned sheepishly and said,

"No problem Ames. It's real good to have you back." He said as he began to walk back to the fridge.

"Yea, for a bit, for a bit." Amy said while rubbing David's shoulders. Bic went and grabbed a handful of beers and walked out of the house. Amy grabbed a popsicle and sat next to David.

"Your friends do things like that a lot?" David asked.

"Like what?" Amy asked, confused.

"Walk in, uninvited and just start grabbing drinks and food?" Amy laughed.

"Come on, we all trust each other here. We don't even lock our doors. That's something I really do miss." I nodded with Amy.

"Living in a small town, David, it's peaceful. Everybody knows everybody. There's no need to be paranoid like you are when in the city. It's a highly unlikely chance that somebody will even think about breaking into this place." David nodded calming down. Amy leaned forward.

"It's your house now, hunny. If you don't like it, say something." David looked at her and stood up. I just sighed and rolled my eyes. Amy and I stood up and followed him out. When we walked out, I watched as the guys were putting their things in the truck. My eyebrows scrunched together. It was still pretty early, why were they packing up? Amy and I watched as David called Charlie over to him and began talking.

"He's so paranoid." I said with a sigh.

"He's worried, Rose." She said back. I just rolled my eyes and walked towards David as the guys started getting into their truck. Charlie leaned out the passenger side window. I smiled at Bic as he waved to me.

"Hey guys, Rose is a model." He said all proud. I guess it was because he was the first one to actually know something about me. I just chuckled.

"Used to Bic, used to. We moved here and I can't really get a modeling job here now can I? No, I'm looking more into writing anyways." David laughed and slung an arm around my shoulders.

"That's a girl." I rolled my eyes and smiled. I noticed Charlie glaring at David. If looks could kill, David would be six feet under. Then Charlie hid his expression and said,

"Mr. Sumner, you wanna come huntin with us? The White Tails really run, around this time of year. It'll be fun." The question took David completely by surprise. Amy finally walked over and started stroking David's arm.

"Uh, no, no thanks. I've gotta work." David said stuttering. While Bic started talking.

"Charlie nailed one the other day"

"Really?"

"Yea."

"Well, that's great but I really gotta write. That's why we're here anyways." I noticed Charlie's stare on me. I smiled slightly as he asked.

"What about you Belle? You wanna go hunting with us?" I chuckled and said,

"Sorry, but no. I don't kill animals." He raised an eyebrow at me.

"You one of those people who don't eat meat?" I laughed and shook my head.

"No, I love me a good burger. I just can't kill a defenseless animal." He nodded and seemed to understand.

"You're a different one, Belle. I like that." I giggled and blushed while looking down at the ground. Then they pulled out while Charlie yelled out the window.

"Have a nice night, folks."

I ended up spending the rest of the night lounging around the house, watching some tv, exploring the house, or writing up in my room. It was nice and relaxing. Something very different compared to the city. I loved it and really missed it. I could remember the times Dad and I would just sit outside on the porch and just listen to everything around us, the crickets, the small animals, and the creek that was by the house. If I could get this writing career to take off, then I would move back out to the country, so my kids could get the same upbringing that I had. Once up in my room right before I went to bed, I opened my window and just leaned out it. After a couple of minutes of just relaxing, I closed the window and went to bed.