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A lot of you expressed concerns that Juliet should stand up for herself and tell her Dad what she wants, but that's the weakness of Juliet, she's so used to doing things for everyone else. That's the whole point, and she will learn to stand up for herself as events go on, I promise!

This one's three times the size of a normal chapter so enjoy!

Chapter 13-We meet again

RPOV

"I can't believe it's still so frickin' hot around here!" Ben said ,getting up to open the window, "It's been what? Two weeks now? No rain or anything, just getting hotter!"

"You know, by opening the window, the air con is just gonna turn off," I said. Ben was leaning out of the window, and turned his head to face me.

"I know but I need breeze! Not that there is any out here." Ben closed the window with a sigh, "Hold on a sec…isn't that?...Ro—come here and look at this."

I got up to join him and looked out the window to try and see what he wanted me to look at. Even I had to admit the view from my bedroom at my parents' house by the beach was spectacular. From here, if I looked directly down I could see our pool with our family crest painting onto the bottom, next to the Jacuzzi and outdoor gym. Looking down now I could see my little sister Isabel having a private swimming lesson with Emmanuel, out family's fitness instructor. I could hear him saying 'like a dolphin, swim like a dolphin dahling,' in his accent, all while trying to mimic how a dolphin was supposed to swim, standing by the pool.

If I looked straight ahead, I could see the beach that my house backed onto, along with the crystal clear ocean.

"What am I supposed to be looking at?" I asked.

"There! On the beach!" Ben was pointing to something. He was talking extremely fast as if he were rushing to get it out.

"Ben. The beach is huge." Because of the immense heat, most people had smartly opted to stay indoors, where it was much cooler than out, so the beach was practically empty apart from two young boys playing with a Frisbee and a girl sitting on the sand.

"That's Juliet Capulet!" Ben let out. I could only see that back of the girl so I couldn't tell either way.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive! I saw her sit down!" Ben was practically squealing in excitement.

"Calm the hell down! So what's the big deal even if it is her?"

"It's perfect! You can start the plan now! Go down there and ask her out."

In a way Ben was right. It was better to approach her when she was alone and I didn't know when I would get that chance again. I had thought about Ben's plans ever since he suggested it and I came to the conclusion that it was no big deal. All I had to do was go out with a girl and then dump her. What was so different from that to my normal dating habits? And if it would get me back in as 'alpha-male' with the guys, without them doubting me, then what was the big deal?

"Well are you going?" Ben asked, interrupting my thoughts.

(JPOV)

I had no idea how I ended up on the beach. All I remember was leaving my house in frustration after the conversation with my father, and aimlessly driving around the block until I eventually took the exit for the beach.

It was too hot to be out on the beach I realised soon after I arrived, as I could feel the suns heat hitting me from all angles and the sand underneath me burning up, but I needed some air and I wasn't ready to go home yet, I didn't want to go to another public place and risk running into anybody I knew and having to pretend I was ok and to socialise. Since the beach was deserted , staying here was probably my best bet.

I had multiple missed calls and texts from Timmy asking me where I was, but I didn't feel like picking the phone up right now. My Dad probably hadn't even realised I had gone.

The light on the phone started flashing, signalling I had voicemail. I dialled the number to listen to it, and recognised the number as my Dad's. So he had realised I was gone. For some reason knowing that put a smile on my face.

I followed the automated lady's instructions and hit one to hear the message.

"Juliet—I needed you to sign your Yale acceptance forms so I could send them off, however Ada informed me you left in a hurry. Now you need to stop your tantrum over nothing, stop making a scene for the people who work for us , and come home so I can get the letter sent out."

The line went dead.

A tantrum over nothing! I threw my phone down on the sand in irritation and anger. He probably thought I would get over all of this after I had finished with my childish 'tantrum'. And I can't believe he was worried about making a scene for the people that work for us! He was forgetting that Ada had been in our family for years, we could hardly say she knew nothing about our family problems!

"What did Apple ever do to you?" I jumped in surprise as I heard a voice behind me. I looked up and behind me but I couldn't see who I was looking at because the sun was in my face. I lifted my hand to cover my eyes, but the person bent down and sat beside me picking up my iPhone at the same time. Now that I could see clearly I could tell the person before me was Romeo Montague.

"Thanks," I said taking my phone back.

"So I know you were probably waiting for me to ask you out at the dance but the little incident at the end pretty much screwed up the rest of our conversation," he said smirking at the end. Who the hell did this guy this he was?

"So what do you say we make that dream date come true some time?"

He had to be kidding me! First of all I wasn't in a great mood as it was, and secondly, this was not the guy I remembered dancing with. This guy was arrogant, and way too full of himself. He was probably used to girls falling at his feet , which I didn't doubt because I had to admit he was totally hot, but he seriously needed to get over himself.

"Thanks but I'm busy that night," I said with an obvious fake smile.

"I didn't say when." He said raising his eyebrows at me.

"Well then I'm busy every night." I said shrugging.

"Well this is because I go to Compton right? And I know your friends aren't really big fans of me."

"It has nothing to do with that!" I said letting out a snort , in my attempts not to laugh.

I saw a quick wave of confusion pass his face.

"Then, your reason would be?"

"I don't date guys like you." I said honestly.

"So you don't date handsome, sexy, rich guys-"

"No! I don't date egotistical, arrogant guys who need to get a reality check!"

I saw a glimpse of hurt in his eyes. I saw him turn around and look toward a house near the beach then look back at me again.

"Ok, I'm sorry, can we start over?" he asked surprising me. I didn't think he would say that. I didn't say anything."Please?...Hi , I'm Romeo Montague" he held out his hand. I didn't raise my hand. I had seen a different side to him at the dance so I knew it existed in there somewhere, but I wasn't exactly going to go out with him so I didn't need to 'start over'

If I was to go out with him, I know Timmy would totally freak out along with all my friends and my parents wouldn't exactly be thrilled at the prospect of me dating the son of their business rival.

I could see a wounded look on his face and felt slightly bad.

"Ok. Fine. Let's start over but I'm not going out with you."

"Ok," he smiled, "Why won't you go out with me?"

"You know why!" I said.

"Ok , ok , fine…..so what's wrong?" he asked. I gave him a puzzled look, " well something must be wrong unless you always make angry noises and throw your phone around."

I didn't really want to talk about it and plus I didn't really know whether I should trust him or not.

"It's just family expectations you know." I said, running my fingers through the hot sand and sieving the grains through. I realised I already used that line back at the dance when I was talking about Paul, but this time Romeo didn't let me drop the topic.

"Are you going to elaborate?" he asked.

"No." I said.

He nodded, "Well family expectations. I know all about that." There was a few seconds of silence before he spoke again, " so do you always do what people want you to?"

"Excuse me?" I asked, that was a completely random thing to say considering he hardly knew me.

"Well from what I've seen , you're sitting here by yourself on a beach upset, because of 'family expectations' which I'm guessing you are planning to go through with because otherwise you wouldn't be upset, and then there's the fact that you won't go out with me because you know people won't 'approve'"

I was left speechless. I had no idea how to respond. He was right. But I didn't want to explain to him how I didn't really have a choice with the family stuff and my reasons for not dating him were just as valid.

"Do you ever actually do anything for yourself? You know, ever take a risk?" I took a second to think about it and I know I hadn't but I didn't really want to admit defeat.

"You know nothing about me! Of course I do things for myself."

"Really? Then come with me."

"Where?" I asked curiously.

"Some place that will help you feel better about whatever you're upset about and I promise you don't have to talk about it."

I still didn't think it was a good idea to socialise with him, in fact I should have left the second he came over.

"No thanks. "

Just then my phone bleeped. I looked at the screen and saw I had a text from my Dad: ' Last post goes out in an hour.'

That just got me all irritated again, and I let out an angry noise. Why should I do what he wanted?

"Offer still stands, last chance."Romeo said, standing up and brushing the sand off his shorts.

The way I saw it I had two options. I could either go home and be the good daughter I always was and sign the papers quickly in time for the post to go out today, or I could blow it off and go with Romeo to wherever he wanted to show me.

"Take a risk. Trust me," Romeo said. He held his hand out to me, and my eyes locked with his.

Right now the option that would piss my Dad off more appealed the best. I switched off my phone, and took Romeo's hand and let him pull me up.

Romeo POV

I climbed up the next sandy hill and held my hand out behind me to help Juliet up. From up here you could see the track. I started walking down toward it.

"Where are we?" Juliet asked from behind me.

"I used to come down here a lot when I was younger to blow off some steam, and since I've been back its come in pretty useful."

I had never really brought anybody down here before and it was my place, where I could think, without anybody bothering me, but for some reason I felt like I could bring her here.

From the start I realised convincing her to go out with me wasn't going to be like any other girl. She didn't fall for the usual lines. I knew she would be reluctant because of who we were , but I didn't want her to think I was some sort of jerk.

I led Juliet through the gates and across the track.

"Hey! Romeo! Nice to see you back!" Vinny, the guy who owned the place, said coming out from one cabins in the middle of the course.

"Hey Vinny, this is my friend Juliet, we're gonna head out back , is that cool?"

"Sure."

I walked over to one of the other warehouses in the back. I took the padlock out the door and held it open for Juliet.

"I've never noticed this place before. " she said looking around.

"Yeah well it's pretty hidden behind the sand dunes. When I was thirteen I had a huge fight with my parents and left the house, somehow I ended up here, ever since then I've come here a lot, it help me relax, and think things over I guess."

The warehouse was filled with motorbike and car pieces. I walked over to one of the benches and lifted the white sheet, revealing a silver motorcycle.

"Vinny taught me all about engines and stuff and I help him out sometimes, to fix stuff up. Right now I'm working on this bike."

"What's wrong with it?" Juliet asked sitting on the stool nearby, she looked genuinely interested.

"Nothing, I just like experimenting, I think I can make it go faster."

"Really? What do you get out of it?" She asked.

"Well um , I guess I'm interested in how stuff works, and figuring out how to better it."

"Will you show me how?" she asked, surprising me.

(JPOV)

The next half hour was filled with me watching Romeo work on the bike in silence, every so often him stopping to explain something to me. I didn't fully understand what he was talking about but it didn't matter, because while I saw him working on the bike, I saw a different person to earlier on the beach.

The look on his face as accomplished a certain section was amazing. You could tell he really loved what he was doing. Even though it was silent,strangely, it wasn't awkward, it was mnore of a confortable silence, and I wasn't bored, I was truly content watching him work.

"So have you ever thought about majoring in something like this in college?" I asked. I didn't know exactly what courses there were was I was pretty sure there had to be something to do with engines, and physics, and stuff.

He let out a laugh, "Yeah right!"

"Why not? It's something you obviously enjoy!" I said.

"Because…family expectations." He finished with.

"Are you going to explain?" I asked curious now.

"No." he said smirking. It wasn't the same arrogant smirk as before, it was a more playful smile. I picked up his reference to when I wouldn't elaborate. I could now see how annoying that was and I couldn't help but smile back.

"Oh! Was that a smile?" he said grinning.

"No! " I said, trying to make a straight face but failing miserably.

"So, how about we go for a ride." He said putting the material back on top of the bike.

"On a bike?" I asked, even though I knew it was the only logical explanation. There was no way I was getting on one of the pieces of junk around.

Romeo nodded.

"No way!" I said.

"What's the worst that could happen?"

"We could die!" I exclaimed.

"You shouldn't stop living your life because you're afraid of things," he said, "Come on." He walked out of the warehouse and turned out the light. I had no choice but to follow him. He went round the back of the warehouse and lifted another sheet, only this time it was black and it revealed a beautiful shiny black dirt bike. I never thought I was the type to see beauty in a bike. It obviously suited it's rider well. He sat on it and put on the helmet and handed me a helmet off the bike next to it.

"Don't look so scared, I built it myself! I'll never let you get hurt, trust me. "He looked me straight in the eye and like before on the beach, I believed him. I put the helmet on and sat behind him. I didn't know what exactly to do with my hands. Was I supposed to hold him? Wouldn't that be awkward?

"I can only keep my promise if you hold on Lee." He took hold of my hands and placed them around his waist. It didn't feel awkward at all, especially since I could feel his defined muscles through his t-shirt.

"Did you just call me Lee?" I asked confused.

"Yeah, like ju-LEE-et, I like it. "

Nobody had ever called me that before.

"I like too," I said. Why hadn't I thought of that?

"Good, because even if you didn't it wouldn't stop me." He said casually.

He started the engine and I held onto him tighter, and squeezed my eyes shut. Before I knew it could feel breeze in my face.

"I can't see you, but I'm guessing your eyes are closed. Open them. There's nothing like it." I heard him shout over the wind.

I slowly opened my eyes, and looked around, and noticed our surroundings.

"WE'RE NOT ON THE TRACK!" I yelled, letting out a little scream, squeezing him even more.

We were riding freely through the beach, and I could feel every little bump we went over.

"Just enjoy it!"

I tried to relax and took a deep breath. I loosened my grip on him and felt the rush of the wind on my face and on the hair that wasn't under the helmet. It felt great. I had never done anything like this in my entire life.

Eventually he stopped.

"Are you ok?" he asked turning around.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said in a daze.

"I understand if you want to walk back." he said.

"Actually …Can I drive?" I asked. I think I surprised myself more than him with my question.

Juliet POV

After twenty minutes, Romeo drove me back to where I had parked my car. I climbed off the bike and took my helmet off and handed it to him.

"Thank you for today." I said smiling. It had really helped. Since I went with him I hadn't thought about the Yale problem since, "You were right, it did help."

"I'm glad I was of some assistance." He said

"Well anyway…I should head out." I looked at my watch. It was past six and I had left home at one, and my phone had been turned off practically the whole time.

"So I'll see you around…" he asked.

Even though I had had a good time, I still didn't think it was it good idea, to go out with 'Romeo Montague.'

"I'm not sure."

"Are you going to clarify on that?" he asked.

"No." I said smiling. I unlocked my car and opened the door, and sat down in the driver's seat.

Romeo laughed and smiled.

"I'll see you around Lee." He winked at me and switched the engine of the bike on, and drove back toward the beach.

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