School.
Never in my seventeen years had that word ever sounded so appealing to me, but as I pushed those double doors open with a new found confidence, I'd never been more excited to go to school.
"Christie, I'm finally ready for this year." I sighed. I was walking down the hallway towards my locker with Christie at my side.
"What's got you so happy?" We stopped at my locker and I hurriedly grabbed my Pre-Calculus textbook, shoving it in the shoulder bag that I'd grabbed from my car this morning.
"Life is just great."
Christie shook her head with a chuckle, and we continued on to first period. Halfway down the hall I spotted Vincent easily talking with his friend, who was quite beautiful might I add. Too bad I'm supposed to be 'dating' Vincent. Speaking of that, I had a lot flirting to do if I was going to make Vincent fall hard for me.
"Oh Vincey!" I called as I strutted towards him.
He turned around, smirk very apparent on his face. "Oh, it's just you. I thought it was somebody worth my wild."
I gasped and clutched my chest faking mock hurt. "Now Vincent that's not any way to talk to your girlfriend is it?" By this time I was already standing in front of him and both Vincent's friend and Christie were watching us with amused expressions.
"Hmm, Girlfriend. I did give you that title didn't I?"
I smirked and dangled my arms around his neck loosely. Playing with his hair in the back of his head, I trailed my nail up and down his neck. Vincent hissed with pleasure and I knew I had him. I stood on my tip-toes and softly brushed my lips against his. Vincent closed his eyes in anticipation, and just when he thought I would lean in and close the barely existent space between us, the bell rang.
I smiled triumphantly for I had timed my performance perfectly. "See you in class pretty boy."
*****
"Look at this." I demanded shoving the social events calendar in Vincent's face. "Senior Picnic, Homecoming, Twin Day, Character Day, Senior Ditch Day, Winter Formal, White Wednesday, Prom, Graduation, Grad-Bash; We have to do all this in less than six months! How am I supposed to juggle all of this?"
Vincent pushed the paper away from him and began rubbing his temples. "Please tell me what you're talking about. When you ramble like that you give me a headache."
I sighed and flopped on the bed beside him. It was right after school and I was meeting up with Vincent at his house to finish our World History project.
"Vincent this is my senior year! I have to do all of these things. And by I, I really mean we, considering we are supposed to be a couple."
"Anyway," Vincent said, completely ignoring me. "Let's just get this over with."
We started working in silence, Vincent gathering information from the computer, and me silently taking notes to put on our PowerPoint. About an hour into doing the project, I blacked out. Not literally, but mentally. It was like my thought process wouldn't let anything even remotely related to Greek and Roman mythology come into my head.
"This is so boring!" I groaned pushing myself off of Vincent's bed.
He watched me carefully as I walked over to his dresser and traced my fingers along the surface. It was surprising how neat his room was. I expected there to be dirty clothes and old pizza boxes scattered everywhere, but his dirty clothes remained in a bin that sat in the corner of his room, and there wasn't even a pizza box in sight.
I noticed one of his drawers was slightly pulled out, so I took the liberty of pulling it out a little more and peering inside. I chuckled and pulled out a pair of the boxers that was inside.
"Oooooo, look what I've found." I teased, dangling the red and blue plaid boxers on my pinky finger.
Vincent rolled his eyes and stood up. He walked across the room and snatched the boxers from me, and stuffed them in the confines of his drawer.
As I gazed up at him I became distinctly aware of our chests touching. Vincent looked down at me, and I was captivated by the color of his intense blue eyes. His eyes searched mine, as if trying to find some approval to keep going.
My stomach fluttered nervously, and I cursed myself for being anxious to kiss him. Vincent leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine. As soon as the action began, we began kissing hungrily, probably looking like savages at least. His tongue grazed my bottom lip begging for entrance, and I happily granted it.
His hand moved from my waist to my neck, pushing me into him harder. The kiss was hungry and aggressive, but all the passion was there. We finally broke away, but Vincent began to trail kisses along my jaw and down my neck to my collarbone. I enjoyed his lips on my skin, so I didn't think anything when he started sucking lighty on the skin beneath his lips.
It wasn't until he pulled away with that cocky grin on his face that I'd realized what he did. That mother fucker gave me a hickey.
"Aww." I muttered rushing into the bathroom to examine the love bite Vincent branded me with. "I'm going to chop your balls off and feed them to-"
"Vincent, are you home? Whose car is that outside? Is someone here?"
I could hear the voice getting closer and I fumbled out the bathroom and looked at Vincent, begging him to tell me what to do. He glanced around his room, but was unsuccessful in his search to find me a hiding place. His mom burst through the door and was surprised to see me there.
"Oh hello," She stated politely. "Vincent didn't tell me he was having company."
"Um, yeah we were just working on a project." I said giving her a small wave.
"Mom," Vincent finally spoke, and saved me. "This is, um, my girlfriend Rose."
Vincent's mom was silent. She looked at me and then at Vincent only to look at me and then back at Vincent. After repeating this motion she put her head down and covered her mouth.
Oh God, she hates me...
"Yes!" She yelped, throwing her hands in the air. "I finally get to meet Vincent's girlfriend. Please tell me you're not one of the other sleaze bags he drags in and out of here."
I laughed and shook my head. Thank God she liked me. I don't know why that's a relief, but it is. "I can assure you that I am not like that and from now on I will keep Vincent under lock and key."
Another squeal of excitement escaped her lips and she walked over to me and grabbed my hands. "Tell me you're staying for dinner. I have so much I want to talk to you about."
I looked at Vincent for a little help and he sighed and pulled his mom away from me. "Sorry mom, but Rose has a family thing to do, so..."
I sent Vincent's mom a sympathetic smile as I headed out of Vincent's room. "Bye Vincent, I'll see you tomorrow. Bye Mrs. LeClaire, it was nice to meet you."
"Call me Charlotte." She yelled as I walked out of the house.
I drove home quickly and Ryan immediately tackled me with a hug the minute I walked through the door.
"Ugh, don't ever leave me alone for that long again. I was so bored." He complained.
"Get the hell off me Ryan. Who told your dumb ass to sit around and do nothing all day?"
"How dare you say such spiteful things to me?!"
I rolled my eyes at Ryan and went to my room. I swear, sometimes he is such a drama queen.
"When are you supposed to be going home? Don't you have school or something?"
"Yup! But I'd much rather spend time with you." Ryan plopped beside me on my bed and threw his arms around me.
We sat like that for a while and I smiled. I missed just laying down with him. It was always just so simple.
"Hey Rose, can I tell you something?" Ryan asked breaking the silence.
"Shoot."
He hesitated for a moment and then let out a shaky breath. "I think I'm gay."
I was shocked for a moment. Ryan, gay? That was unbelievable, considering he'd always had a hard time keeping it in his pants. But whether he was gay or straight, or even bi for that matter, he was still my friend.
"What's his name?" I asked teasingly. There had to be someone if Mr. Every Time I See a Girl in Shorts I Get a Boner was turned out.
"Are you really okay with that? I thought you would find it weird."
I turned around so I was facing him. "Ryan of course it's going to be a little weird at first, but you're still my friend and no matter what I still want to know everything about you."
Ryan smiled and hugged me tighter. "Rose you're the greatest."
I nuzzled my face into his chest and chuckled. "I know."
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So there it is chapter 11!!!!!! It took me forever to write because I wanted it to be long and hopefully I succeeded. Who didn't love the Rose-Vincent time????? I know I did bcuz Vincent is friggin yummy!!!!! XD
So, I bet none of you know what White Wednesday is. I'm going to let you guess and if u get it right I'll dedicate a chapter to you. The urban dictionary says that only my city celebrates it so :P idk how true that is thoo.....
Anywhoo I'm rambling. Vote!!!! Comment!!!! Share!!!! This is in the Watty Awards people!!!!!
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