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RPOV

"Hey Rose…" Mason started to say, but kinda trailed off.

"Hey, Mase, what's up?"

"Um well I was wondering…I have two tickets to an early premiere of that movie coming out," he said, picking at his food. "And I was wondering if you wanted to come with me."

Looking at him, my mind went to the same questions they asked yesterday during weight training. I might not feel anything but friendship now, but maybe over time I could look at him in the same way he sees me. Mauling things over, I figured it doesn't hurt to go to a movie together and see if it's possible.

"Sure. It's for tomorrow right?"

"Yea! It starts at 10 so I could pick you up around 9." I nodded my head and turned back to my food. Lunch was almost over when Viktoria had some big announcement.

"So I feel like a bad friend for not being there for Jill on Saturday, so I have an idea." We all looked at her, waiting to hear this grand plan. "I'm home alone this weekend, so I'm throwing an after party! Adrian, you can handle the booze, I got the location, and Rose can do the music!"

"Nooooo," Lissa said. "She's been listening to break-up songs for the past three days! Why don't you get a DJ? We'll pitch in!"

"As much as your comment hurt me, I agree. If you're throwing a party, do it right and get a DJ," I said. "I can get the DJ though. No offense but none of you Ruski's know how to party like Rose Hathaway."

"That's true," Andre said. "You should see the parties she helped me throw back at home. Shit was legendary. I think people miss the parties more than us."

"How many are coming?" Adrian asked, probably trying to figure out how much booze to get.

"Us ten, Jill's modelling friends, right?" Viktoria asked, Jill nodded her heads before pulling out her phone. "Hmm maybe the track team?"

"We can ask," I said, Eddie nodding his head.

"And my brother."

"What?" I asked, my voice emotionless.

"I'm sorry, Rose, but the condition was that Dimitri stays home with me."

"Can't he go crash at his girlfriend's place?"

"He doesn't have a girlfriend…"

"Sure. Adrian order an extra Vodka bottle for me," I said, figuring it was a big house so I'd probably never run into him. "Two things. First off, Jill you have some male models right? Cus no offense but we need some eye candy in the party. Secondly, Vika, we're getting a bouncer right? Wouldn't want rats with pom poms to crash the party."

"Oh you're right! I'll call Abe and have him send Pavel, Yuri, Hans, and Gio," Viktoria said, running off as she called this guy.

"There's a few guys in our group," Jill said. "They're kinda new so I'm sure they'd be happy to be invited. I'll tell everyone today after practice run."

"Sounds good," I said, excited for Saturday. All too soon the bell rang and we went off to class. So far, Dimitri hadn't tried to get me alone, but I should have know it was too good to be true.

"You couldn't have gone home or gone to the field and run?" I asked Dimitri when I walked into the weight room and saw him laying on the floor reading a book.

"No. You're suppose to be keeping an eye on me, remember?"

"Fine. Why don't you go get some ice for your hand?" He left without a word and I went to pick up his book, making a face when I saw what it was. When he came back I gave him a look of disbelief while holding his book up. "Western novels, really?"

"You have your favorites, I have mine. Plus, it's rude to be nosey."

"I get the whole 'each to their own' shit, but westerns really? I don't see what's so appealing? The cowboys? The damsels in distress?" I asked as I started doing my Russian twists. He just shrugged his shoulders, but couldn't say anything before Eddie came in.

"Starting without me? I feel unneeded," he said teasingly, making me laugh as I toss him the medicine ball. "Now I feel used."

"Can't have it both ways, babe," I said. "Either you help me or you don't." I saw in the corner of my eyes Dimitri glaring at Eddie, so I decided to have fun with it. When I finished my set, I put the ball aside and laid back, lifting my right leg. "I forgot to stretch before I started. Think you can help me?"

I saw Eddie look in Dimitri's direction worried, before getting on one knee, tentatively grabbing my foot and pushing it back.

"You sure this is a good idea?" he asked.

"Mhmm," I said, nodding my head. "God that feels good!" It took all my strength not to laugh when Dimitri's eyes turned deadly.

"Rose…" Eddie said in a disapproving tone. I just gave him a sugar sweet smile and shrugged as he switched legs. When he finished, he helped me up and we started on the circuit he drew up for me.

"I can spot her," Dimitri said when we got to bench presses.

"I'm good," I said quickly. "Plus you're suppose to be sitting down and not using your damaged hand."

"I can use my good hand, and Eddie has to go pee," he said just as Eddie nodded his head and ran off. Great we were in the here. Alone. Neither of us said anything, the only noise coming from metal clanging against metal when I put the bar up.

"Stop looking at my boobs," I said when I was halfway through my set.

"Who said I was looking at your breast?" he asked.

"What else could you be looking at?"

"You luscious lips. Your flat stomach with sweat drops adorning it. Do you want me to go on?" I growled, getting up and wiping myself. Only he would be capable of making working out look sexy. "Maybe it's because your sexy," he said, coming up behind me. Shit, I must have said that out loud. I had gone to the wall to do some stretches for my feet and ankle when I felt him pressed against me, his hands placed at my waist. "Maybe it's because everything you do drives me crazy." He started kissing my neck, going down to my shoulder and up again before he spun me again and closed the space between us. "Maybe it's because I want to do something else that can make you sweat," he said before pressing his lips against mine. I didn't hesitate in kissing him back, my arms around his neck in no time. He pressed himself against my core, making moan into his lips. "Roza," he murmured against my lips.

"Roza," Dimitri said as he shook me, my eyes fluttering open. Fuck it had been a daydream. I needed to get up. Quickly, I sat up and wiped my face and neck. "Where are you going?"

"Outside. To run," I said as I grabbed my bag.

"I'll go with you."

"No. You can't workout."

"Nurse said I can't do weights. She said nothing about running. Why? Am I distracting you?"

"No," I lied, turning around and speed walking to the field. Once we got there, I threw my bag down, grabbed my iPod, and listened to it while I started running. Of course the song playing was Haim's The Wire. Stupid iPod. Sticking the stupid think inside the back of my leggings, I tried not to focus on the songs, but instead on keeping my breathe even.

"Ahhh!" I screamed when I felt myself being yanked and falling onto the turf field. Opening my eyes I saw Dimitri's brown ones light and shining with humor.

Pulling out my headphones he asked, "What are you running from?" I just looked at him, gripping the fake grass to stop myself from running my hands through his hair.

"Why?"

"You just ran 20 laps. It's a miracle to get you to do 15."

"I…uh…I got lost in the music?"

"Uh huh. What are you running from, Roza?" he asked again, his voice getting husky as he tucking a piece of hair that fell out of my ponytail.

"You," I said in a low whisper.

"Why?" He brushed his lips against mine, barely pulling away. "Are you afraid of me?" Unable to form words, I shook my head. "Then why run?" Not giving me a chance to respond, he pressed his lips against mine, and just like in my dream, I responded immediately.

I don't know how long we stayed in that position, him kneading my sides with his fingers while I ran my hands through his hair, but I felt myself get so lost in the kiss that at some point I took control and turned us over so I was on top and pulled back so we were sitting down, my legs bent over his.

"I should have kissed you from the beginning," he said with a smile when we pulled away to catch our breathes. Shit, I thought once I had enough oxygen in me to clear my head. What did I do? Hastily, I got up and ran to my bag. "Roza, where are you going?"

"I can't…I…you…I can't. Not again," I said before running up, ignoring him calling my name.

"There you are! Where the hell did you go?" Eddie asked when I got to the front of the school. "Rose? What's wrong?" He looked at me with worry, checking me to see if I was hurt.

"I…just…I went for a run. I um can you take me home?" I asked, my mind reeling from the kiss and unable to really process things.

"Sure. Did Belikov do something to you?" he asked, his tone turning protective. I quickly shook my head and walked with him to his car. When I looked back, I saw Dimitri there staring at the retreating car, his eyes shining with hope.

Groaning, I laid my head against my locker, hoping to take a small nap before class. Last night I kept waking up, the kiss with Dimitri from practice on an endless loop in my head.

"Rough night?" Dimitri asked as he handed me a styrofoam cup. I gave him a questioning look, not to keen on drinking coffee. "Don't worry it's hot chocolate."

"Thanks," I mumbled as I took it. When he didn't leave, I asked him what he was waiting for. Not to be rude, but because I really didn't want to get into a fight.

"Just open your locker."

Slightly scared and curious, I put in my locker combination and opened my locker. On the door was a new mirror, with a pocket that had lipstick, lip gloss, and my essential make up. But that wasn't the best part. To begin with, as soon as I opened my locker I was caressed in the deliciously sweet scent of fresh roses, which makes sense since my books were covered in rose petals. But still that wasn't the best. No, the best was what framed my walls. Post-it notes that had a reason for why I was amazing, beautiful, sexy, smart, and the list goes on. Even my door was covered. But the more I read, the more I realized at least a third of the post-it notes were reasons why Dimitri was an idiot. I couldn't help but laugh, turn around, and hug him.

"Thank you," I said softly, reveling in feeling his arms wrap around me and pull me closer.

"Does that mean you forgive me?" he asked, hopeful that I would. Honestly, I wanted to, but I didn't want to hear about what happened. I just wanted to forget. Buying myself some time by grabbing my books for class, I thought about whether I wanted to forgive him, but then Mason popped into my head. And so did my date with him tonight. I couldn't cancel now. Nor did I want to. Even if nothing happened with Tasha, Dimitri set himself up for everything to blow up and become ten times worse than it could have been. Now, he had to deal with the consequences. What was a few more days, right?

"It means I don't hate you," I said promptly, closing my locker and walking away.

A/N: There's hope! Two kisses in one chapter, things must be looking up for Dimitri, right? :) Leave me a review telling me what you think, or what your favorite part was :)

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