Part 2:
Rose couldn't actually recall why she always hated these dances. She had a great time with her friends, even with Christian being an ass.
"Rosie Posie!"
"Bite me."
"Is that an invitation?" He smirked.
Lissa smacked him on the arm.
"Aw, babe, you know I would never get close to Rose. She's gross..."
Before Lissa could scold him, Rose reacted in typical Rose fashion.
"Oh, yeah? Take that Sparky!" She hurled her cup of Coke at him.
Rose started laughing while Christian stood, wide-eyed, completely soaked in soda.
Of course, Rose couldn't get away with that.
"Ms. Hathaway!"
"Aw, shit..."
Rose turned around to see Dimitri glaring at her. Which actually was a pretty common occurrence.
He dragged her outside.
"Seriously, Rose? Why would you throw Coke at him?" He asked, bewildered.
"What? He called me gross! A girl's gotta protect her honor." She retorted.
He quietly shook his head. "Rose..."
She could tell he was slightly amused by her antics.
"I sincerely apologize, I promise I will never act so immaturely again." She sarcastically said.
"Yeah, we both know that isn't true."
"Aw, you doubt me.."
"No Roza, I don't doubt you." He looked at her.
She looked up at him.
He didn't.
He never had, even when he didn't know her. He had prevented her from getting kicked out of school after running away.
He had sacrificed his time in order to help her catch up, even though it wasn't his responsibility.
"Thank you.." She looked at him sincerely.
"For what?" He looked confused.
"For everything, Dimitri."
He smiled, "of course, Roza."
He pulled her into his chest and hugged her. "You look beautiful."
Rose smiled, realizing that that was the first time someone had called her that instead of hot.
Knowing that the moment wouldn't last anyway, she pulled herself up quickly, kissed him, and ran towards her dorm, laughing.
Dimitri shook his head again, smiling.