|Rose's P.O.V|
"Uhm, Kyle needed help with his homework." I try to explain just as Kyle opens the door, staring at the scene right before him. I mentally whack myself as I notice the fresh red hand print on his cheek.
My dad's mouth opens even wider. "That's it! I'm getting your mother to deal with this stupidity! Expect to be suspended. Both of you!"
"Wait, no!" I call after him, but he continues to stomp off. "Look at what you've done!" I snap, slapping his other cheek.
"I swear touch me one more time, and I'll tell Laura you tried to get me in your pants." Kyle warns, returning back to his dorm room.
I gasp. "YOU WOULDN'T DARE, ANDERSON!"
"TRY ME, ANDREWS!" He yells back from behind the door and I just stood there with a pale face, biting my nails as I try to come up with a reasonable and logical way to get myself out of that possible dilemma if it ever occurred.
"I'm already liking this school." The new hottie chuckles, making me jump a little. I forgot he was there. Speaking of, why did my father, the so called principal just leave the new kid here all alone.
"I'm Alec," He introduces. "And this beautiful creation before me would be?"
I only stare with my mouth open. Why is it that every time a new student comes in, I'm the first person they happen to come in contact with? Maybe I'm like some newbie magnet...
"Well?" His deep sexy voice fills my ears, knocking me out of my trance.
"Oh uhm, Rose." I reply back, suddenly feeling self conscious in my current clothing.
"I'll see you later, Lily." He winks, walking off, leaving me confused.
"It's Rose!" I mutter under my breath. Honestly, he has the memory span of a brick wall.
"Stop looking at me like that.." I mumble, shifting in the chair uncomfortably whilst avoiding eye contact.
"Well, I'm waiting."
"For what?"
"For you to admit to me that you're not virgin and could possibly be pregnant." My mother says calmly, eyeing Kyle.
Kyle, who was seated beside me, looses it. He covers his mouth in attempt to die down his laughter but was failing miserably. I glare and whack his upper arm.
"Mum, if I wanted to have kids, I would of found a human. Not some expired demon." This time it was my turn to laugh.
"You think you're funny, Andrews?" Kyle questions with a raised brow.
"As a matter of fact, yes. Laura once told me that I should be a comedian."
"What? A talking clown?" He bursts into laughter whilst my mother watches with amusement.
"Mum, tell him to stop hurting my feelings! I am a sensitive flower." I groan, crossing my arms in irritation.
"I'm glad to see that you two are getting along." She chirps, shooing us out of her office. "Now don't let any one else catch you in a boys dorm room! Make sure to use protection!"
Kyle and I both have a coughing fit outside her office, eyeing each other with horror.
"STAY AWAY FROM ME!" I yell, pointing a finger at him. Instead he walks closer, pecks my cheek just to irritate me further and walks away smirking.
"Hey, asswipe!" Laura greets from behind and I feel the blood draining from my body. Did she see him kiss my cheek?
"Oh heey," I smile, flicking her cheek, which causes her to yelp out in pain.
"Ouch you bitch!" She insults, whacking me across the head.
"Awh come on! My fish braid was on fleek today!" I whine, stomping away.
"HEY! I needed to ask you something!"
"What?" I snap.
"Geez, I think Voldemort is still stuck up your ass."
"Did you come here to point out everything that is apparently stuck inside my poop hole?"
She laughs and snorts before calming down. "Oh my Rose, what else is stuck up there?"
"Your brain."
"No okay seriously, I need you to do me a favour." She quiets down, rummaging through her side bag.
"Okay wha-"
"I need you to stalk Dylan for me, I think he may be cheating on me." She says sternly, pulling out her phone.
"Who the heck is Dylan!?" I question loudly, throwing my arms in the air. "What about Kyle?"
She laughs and rolls her eyes. "Don't be stupid, its obvious he likes you."
Cue choking and coughing. "You're kidding right?"
She looks at me with a pointed look. "Honestly Rose, who are you fooling with the way you two look at each other?"
"Uhm..."
"Besides, I never really liked him that much, there's something off about him. He's got the looks for a bad boy and the behavior of a player, but it's just that he's not doing illegal things like all bad boys should." She explains, tucking her hair behind her ear.
My mouth hangs open. "You want him to be a teen fugitive on the run away from the police for committing crimes just for the sake to earn that so called 'bad boy' title?"
"Well yeah, he's not the whole package you know."
"Unbelievable!" I exclaim.
"Anyways, listen close." She looks left and right then drags me quickly back to our dorm. "This is what Dylan looks like. I want you to walk past the back of the school over near the parking lot, pretending to call but really, you'd be videoing what he's doing." She whispers as she explains her plan to expose the cheating human who isn't even her boyfriend yet.
"How do you know he'll be there?"
"Because I heard him calling someone to meet him there at five in the afternoon. So please, can you help me out here?" She pleads softly, looking down at the Pandora bracelet I got for her birthday.
I sigh and let out a groan, "Fine! I'll do it, but I expect pizza waiting for me when I get back."
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"Well!?" Laura questions, charging towards me and attacking me to the ground just as I enter the dorm room. "Who was he with?"
"Ow my brain! You just murdered my brain cells!"
"Ugh! answer me woman!"
"He wasn't with a girl." I say shoving her off, rubbing the back of my head.
I was met with silence for a few seconds. "You mean...he's....g-gay?" She whispers, tears flooding her eyes.
"Wait I never said that!" I blurt quickly, attempting to calm her down. "He was standing there looking nervous then a little boy came running towards him and they hugged." I smile, remembering the moment as I look through my phone, trying to find the video. "See? He wasn't cheating, you didn't have to accuse him of such a horrid thing without knowing the truth." I point out.
"Is that his kid though...."
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