Zelda12343 - Yay! You're back. I hope you enjoy the story :)

I'm on study leave because I have some exams, so I'm updating. Been working some more on a sequel (I know, I know I said I wouldn't) as well. So, I hope you like.

Rosaline woke up at her usual time, to see that Livia was already awake, as her bed was empty and the door was open a little. Rosaline wrapped herself in her silky pink dressing gown and headed downstairs. Her mum and Livia were sitting around the telephone, playing a message over and over.

"What's going on?" asked Rosaline. The money sat on a coffee table in the corner of the room.

"You've got a voice message" Livia tried not to giggle.

Camilla pressed a button.

"Hi. This is Romeo. You know, um, Romeo Montague. I was just calling...to talk to Rosaline because...I wanted to talk. So, um, Rosaline, if you want to talk, you have my number. Give me a buzz, a ring, any time you like. I'm going to go now, so...bye"

Livia burst out in a fit of giggles.

"He fancies you!"

"Rosaline has a gentleman caller!" laughed Camilla.

"Urgh, just delete it at once" grimaced Rosaline disgustedly "That is so cringey. That's just embarrassing. I don't want anything to do with that Montague. Our cousins are the Capulets, for God's sake!"

"But why?" pressed Livia "He seems sweet!"

She laughed some more, so Rosaline knew she was not serious.

"He looks like a camel" she dismissed.

Livia giggled "I know why! It's because you love Tybalt!"

"Shut up! I don't love Tybalt! We're good friends, that's all! And we have the same circle of friends, you know, Kaila's brother is Sam, who's Tybalt's friend, and Shari once went out with Greg. I like him, that's all! He's a nice guy"

Camilla shook her head, laughing "Are you still seeing Orlando?"

"The fit guy?" asked Livia.

"Shut up!" blushed Rosaline "I don't know. I think he's scared off by Tybalt and his friends. I haven't seen him lately...but he'll call sometime"

"Oooh! Rosaline! You tart! You have three boyfriends!" teased Livia.

"So says you, who can't decide if she's Team Edward or Team Jacob" mocked Rosaline.

"Hey! I'm not obsessed with Twilight! I only like it a bit! If you want to see a real Twilight obsessed girl, just go round Beatrix Montague's house. Her room is covered with posters. And she loves Justin Bieber!"

"What were you doing in a Montague's house?" asked Rosaline.

"Spying. Tybalt paid me ten quid too" explained Livia.

"Oh, did he now? So you're scamming on one of my guys?"

"Girls, girls! That's enough!" Camilla laughed "You two have me in stitches. I remember when I was your age. I used to have fun. I used to wear blue eyeliner and ride on a motorbike...until everything went wrong"

"Don't worry about it, mum" said Rosaline fiercely "Who needs men? Girls! We run this motherfu-"

"No swearing in the house" said Camilla firmly.

"Sorry mum" said Rosaline. She played with a loose strand of silk on her dressing gown. It wasn't real silk. It was probably manufactured polyester. And it was from Primark. Rosaline combed her blonde hair with her fingers "So...what are we doing with the money?"

"I don't know" said Camilla, reaching for a stack of it. She played with the paper "It just seems wrong to use it...knowing where it came from"

"Maybe this is our chance" said Rosaline "Maybe he really does feel guilty. Maybe he wants to get to know us!"

"And turning up, completely out of the blue, criticising me for the best I could do under the circumstances, is the right way to do it?"

"He said he would be back" added Livia, looking at the money greedily.

"Well, I don't know" shrugged Rosaline "I've only heard of Angelo Fulgencio, the Deputy of Verona, in name. I've never seen him in person. I don't know what he's like as a father. Perhaps, perhaps he's a really good father to his other kid he has. Maybe he just didn't want to upset him"

"Rosaline, you speak sense, but you're being naive" said Camilla bluntly. Rosaline scowled. She didn't like being called naive. Being naive was for people like Juliet, who had grown up with a silver spoon stuck in her mouth. Rosaline knew what it was like to walk home from school in the dark, unsure of who was around the corner. She turned to glare at her mum, who continued "His new wife left when their new son was five. He's had ten years to make amends. Why now? What does he want? He's turned up, when you are just about to sit exams. You need to concentrate on those, not him!"

"Fine" said Rosaline "But do you know what I want to do with the money?"

"What?" asked Livia.

"Keep it" she said firmly.

"What do you mean?" asked Camilla.

"Let's spend it" said Rosaline, a glint in her eyes "On stuff he wouldn't want back. He doesn't deserve it. Let's just waste it. We deserve to treat ourselves. Now, come along, Livia. It's getting late. We have to get to school!"