So, I didn't really include much in the last Author's Note.

I love 21 Jump Street! I'd wrote my first story a few years back, but changed a few things to what it is now. I love Tom Hanson's character, but Dennis Booker became my favorite during the third season. I borrowed the idea from the Booker episode 'Reunion', but made several changes of course. Sadly, I don't own the Jump Street gang, but I do own Rose.

Enjoy!

I slowly sat down in my wooden chair at my desk, trying to mentally shake away the rattling nerves caused by seeing Dennis again. Placed in front of my desk was a beautiful bouquet of freshly cut pink roses inside a crystal vase with a small cream letter resting beside it.

"Hey, are you okay?" I heard Judy's words nearby and looked up to see her standing by my desk with her hands resting firmly against the oak wood finish. Her face became filled with concern. Jude is my best friend and I couldn't keep it from her.

"Yeah, I think so. It's just that of all places, he ends up here back into my life." My lips spoke out, still left in shock while she gave a gentle smile.

"And that's a good thing, right? I mean judging by the look on your face, you seemed pretty surprised to see him again." She pointed out to me. My eyes glanced at the flowers settled in water before I answered her.

"It was…there was so much that happened between us four years ago. I haven't seen him all those years until now, Jude." She slowly nodded, hopefully understanding to how I felt. Her lips parted to speak again but her brown eyes caught sight of someone walking towards us. Dennis suddenly appeared at the front of my desk, staring me down with his burning hazel orbs.

"Rose, can we talk?" His voice kick started my heart into a pounding frenzy. I already knew what he wanted to speak to me about, the truth that happened four years ago.

"Oh, I'll be at my desk…" My brown pupils glanced at Judy, who began to walk across the room to reach her desk, forcing myself to face the man I still loved.

"What is it, Dennis?" My voice sounded soft like a child's as I fallen victim to those copper eyes.

"I don't know, Rose. It's been four damn years since I've heard of you without an explanation. I want to know what happened between us." I hinted the harshness within his voice became harsh, crossing my arms over my chest and leaning back in my chair in response. The sound pollution of the Chapel entered my ears.

"There's nothing to explain about. You know what happened, Dennis." I calmly told him, firmly placing his hands on my desk.

"Yeah, from the last letter you wrote to me, it said you didn't love me anymore and you were breaking up with me. You never explained to me why and I want to know the truth." The intensity of his eyes didn't drift away from me. The fluttering butterfly parade within my stomach was becoming too hard to control.

"Dennis…" My soft voice spoke out. I wanted to tell him the truth but I was interrupted by the booming voice of Captain Fuller.

"Booker!" He shouted to gain the attention of the officer in front of me. Dennis ignored the Captain's voice, his eyes held a mixture of frustration and sadness inside. He waited to hear the truth behind the last letter I'd sent him the day he was released from juvenile lockup.

"BOOKER!" Fuller's voice became louder, full with irritation. This time Dennis ripped his eyes from me and the two of us looked in the direction of the fuming Captain standing outside of his opened office.

"I'll talk to you later." Dennis looked back at me with another painful expression before making his way towards Fuller's office.

"Great…" I let out to myself in a low voice.

"Girly, are you alright?" Judy caught my attention again returning to my desk and seeing her concern face.

"At this point, I'm not so sure." My hand slowly ran through my long hair, feeling confused. My brown eyes lingered at the envelope with my name written on it.

"What did he say to you?" She was curious as I placed my hand over the cream envelope and answered her.

"He wanted to know the reason I ended our relationship four years ago." Jude raised her eyebrows in surprise, waiting for me to tell her more. "You're probably going to think I'm a bitch for breaking up with someone like Dennis but there was a reason for it and when I was about to tell him, Fuller called him into his office." I began, tracing my fingers along the lip fold of the closed letter. Judy took a seat on the corner of the desk and opened her mouth to speak.

"So, what happened between the two of you?" I knew I could depend on her when it came to these kinds of issues, especially when it involves romance.

"You might want to grab a chair and sit down because it's going to be a really long story." She replied with a soft grin on her lips before rushing towards her desk and hauling her chair to sit next to me. I managed to show a small smile. "It began in my senior year of high school. I was part of a tutoring program to help out students with math, particularly in Algebra. One of the students I was paired with was another senior who I've seen around at school but never knew him because of his supposedly 'bad boy' persona. Guess who he was?" The corners of my peach lips curled, as Judy gave out her answer excitedly.

"Booker." I nodded to her before telling the story on how we met.

"Yes, Dennis Booker. He needed someone to help him with Algebra or else he wouldn't be able to graduate. Despite that 'Rebel without a Cause' look, I tutored him every day after school in the library. During that time we shared together, we gradually became closer and one day as I was helping him solve equations with the quadratic formula, Dennis asked me out on a date." The memories became vivid in my mind like a movie, as Judy inched closer to her seat.

"And…?" She pressed on dreading to hear cliffhangers and I continued.

"At first, I wasn't sure what to say. He caught me off guard and I secretly had a crush on him. I told him 'yes'. Dennis took me out to a movie at a drive-in and we clicked, we were a couple soon afterwards. At school, the two of us being together became the hottest topic among campus and the friends within my circle became good friends with Dennis. They were the kind that was part of the student body, clubs and other activities. They liked him, except for one and his name was Jeff Ferris." The tone is my voice shifted, taking in a deep breath of air before getting into the problem of my relationship with Dennis. "Jeff instantly distrusted Dennis and became jealous because I was with someone else and not him. He tried to convince me that Dennis wasn't good enough for me and he was only going to hurt me in the end. I was constantly being harassed until I broke up with him. I never listened to his bullshit though and he continued to pressure me as well as my parents. They also objected my relationship with Dennis Booker. Because of the way he was dressed, wearing a black leather jacket and riding a motorcycle, he was labeled as a 'bad influence' and refused me to be associated with him. Once again, I was pressured to be with someone like Jeff or be with Jeff." My best friend's brown orbs widen in shock. Now, she fully understands why I hardly talk about my parents in personal conversations and this was just the beginning.

"I can't believe your parents never gave him a chance because of his appearance and that's not fair to treat him differently. What did you do?" Judy told me, sounding a little upset because of the way my parents treated Dennis.

"I didn't listen to them, of course. I continued to go out with him because I was in love and no one was going to tell me otherwise. I started to lie to my parents about going out to see my friends to watch a movie, go to the beach, or even a sleep over. But I was actually going to see Dennis and my friends would cover me. Dennis was the one who showed me what love was about." I noticed the wide smirk placed upon her lips and my cheeks felt hot, as I continued. "We were never caught, but school was different. There was no permanent relief from Jeff. He kept pressuring me and Dennis had enough of his crap and wanted him to stop. One night, I was out with my friends and someone at school told us that Dennis went over to Ferris's house and set his car on fire to scare him and to make him stop harassing me. Instantly, we arrived to Jeff's house and he had called the cops, when I got there, Dennis was arrested for arson. He was sent to juvenile lock up for a few months and my parents also filed a restraining order in order to keep him away from me." My brown eyes faced her opened mouth from shock as she was able to speak.

"Oh, wow…"

"Yeah, but despite all of that, we would write letters to each other almost every day. My parents didn't know about this because I would always be the first one collecting the mail and hide his letters in my room. And one day, my parents found out I've been writing to Dennis after they confiscated one of the letters he'd sent to me and burned all of the letters I had kept in my bedroom. Dennis knew my parents became involved because his letters were being returned back to him unopened, but he continued to send them back. This frustrated them and forced me to write a Dear John letter to Dennis which permanently ended our relationship. Writing that letter was the most difficult thing I've ever done, Jude. The things I wrote in that letter were words coming from my parents and after they sent it to him, I never heard from Dennis again." I felt the tears slowly forming in my eyes as the memory of that day came back to haunt me. My hand was squeezed lightly and soon I fell into the comforting embrace of Judy's.

"I'm so sorry you had to go through that, Rose. What ever happened to Jeff?" She spoke as we pulled apart wanting to know what happened to the jerk.

"I never spoke to him after Dennis was sent to juvy. He even tried to win me over by proposing to me after senior year, but I graciously refused. The rest is pretty much history." My lips formed a light grin and Judy happily widened her smile. It began to grow quiet between us.

"So, are you going to talk to him?" I heard her voice again, she was speaking about Dennis and the smile from my face faded.

"I don' think there is a reason not to speak to him. I know he wants the truth and it's not going to be a walk in the park." I wasn't sure how it was going to be facing Dennis again, but he needed to know.

"Yeah, that's true. Rose, I want to know one thing. Do you still love him?" It was a simple question, but it was hard to give her a solid answer.

'Do I still love him?'

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