Long time no see (on hold)

Their history

This chapter will be about how they met in high school the next chapter will start where I left off in the first one. 

Also all characters belong to the wonderful author Richelle Mead

Chapter 2

Rose POV

It was the first day of school and I didn't want to get out of the bed I liked summer waking up late working out all day and hanging out with my friends. But apparently it can't last forever. As I walked into school I went straight to Lissa she was hanging out with her boyfriend well by hanging out I meant making out in a corner so I decided to leave them alone and went to go grab my time table and new locker number. Once I got those I went to my locker to drop my things before heading out to the gym since it was my first class. After I dropped those I went to the locker rooms changed and headed up to the running track i had about thirty minutes before class so I thought why not do a morning run. I started running but then I heard foot steps behind me I didn't feel like talking to anyone so I put my headphones  on and started going faster. The person behind me increased too so now said person was beside me. I looked to see who it was and I saw him Dimitri Belikov the popular guy at school the girls drooled at his feet just to get his attention or even hope he would go out with them. He was tall had shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes. I myself was popular but mainly because of my best friend Vasilisa Dragomir she had the popular factor because of her parents and brother who had died in a car crash which me an Lissa where a part of. Back to the subject he didn't say anything which I was grateful for. Five minutes before class started heading back to the gym. Dimitri right behind me asked:

- What class do you have?

- Well hello to you too, I said sarcastically, but I have PE you?

-Me too.

I also forgot to mentioned that I think he secretly wants to be a cowboy. Since I've known him he wore a brown leather duster and read cheesy western books. We continued to walk to class in a comfortable silence. Once we arrived in the gym I saw that the sparring mats were out . I started jumping around like a little kid.

- Why are you so happy? asked Dimitri.

- The sparring mats are out and I love sparring, I answered still jumping in excitement.

- Are you any good? he questioned.

I scoffed.

- Hell yeah I'm good my two best friends, Mason and Eddie, don't even want to spare with me anymore even when they are both against me.

- Maybe you can be my partner I like sparring too but I'm in the same situation as you nobody wants to spare with me, he said.

- I would love too maybe I'll finally have a challenge, I answered.

At that moment the class came in and we both went to our separate friends. Once the teacher finished explaining the basics he told us to pair up. I went to Dimitri and we started the match. He started on offensive but I kept dodging him or blocking his strikes, he than went to sweep my legs from under me and I barely managed to escape it. After I went on offensive and he did the same I did to him, dodged and blocked. We kept testing each other for a while and trying to pin the other. I finally managed to hit him by surprised and used his height against him and pinned him down I noticed the whole class clapping and cheering us on. I got up and held my hand down to help him up he grabbed it and got up. I was breathing heavily and so was him I turned to him and said:

- Thanks for the challenge Comrade it felt good to use most of my strength for once.

- Back at you, he answered.

After class I went up to him and asked him.

- Hey Belikov, I shouted before he left for the locker room and he turned around, I  wanted to ask you if you wanted to spare with me some other time.

To my surprise he smiled Belikov was known around the school that he never smiled.

- Would love too Roza meet me tomorrow on the running track at 7:15 am, he told me and left.

We continued to meet each other every morning at that time throughout the rest of high school. When we were just the two of us he would open up and talk to me about his life and family, but when he was with his friends or just surrounded by people I was his main target he called me shorty or would mess with my stuff or hair. Once I saw him turning my lock on my locker upside down and since it was on with a wheel of numbers and it was really difficult to undo. I went to him and kicked him in the back of the knee and he fell down to the floor, I knelt it front of him and told him to stop messing with my stuff or he was going to pay. We still met in the morning but after we graduated we lost touched and he became a famous singer I tried to figure during my whole high school years if we were friends or enemies conclusion I never found an answer.