The Start of Something New ~#1~ (N.G./C.D.)

Chapter 4

I woke up the next morning feeling like crap. I glanced at my phone on the nightstand and clicked the home button. 8:23. I groaned and got up out of bed. I didn't even drink last night but it sure felt like I was having a hangover. I went to my dresser and took out a pair of jean shorts and a green kelly blouse. I went to my bathroom and found that there was a toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, and conditioner on the counter. Well thanks. I picked up the toothbrush and toothpaste to brush my teeth. Then I got dressed and walked downstairs. Aunt Marissa was in the kitchen cooking breakfast and Theo was playing some video game.

"You wake up earlier than Theresa and your mother?" Aunt Marissa asked, shocked."

"Sadly, yes." I answered.

"Your uncle went to the grocery store to buy some more orange juice so breakfast won't be for a while." Aunt Marissa said.

I nodded and turned to the living room. Theo and I hadn't really hung out yet and I might as well get comfortable around him. I will be spending a long time with him from now on.

"Hey whatcha playing?" I asked as I took a seat beside him on the couch.

Theo looked at me and said,"Call of Duty Ghosts. Wanna play?"

"Do I? Give me a controller and lets get this show on the road."

We played COD Ghosts until Theresa came downstairs. She looked way worse than me. Why did I look bad in the first place? I don't really remember what happened last night anyway. Its weird. Theresa saw me on the couch and pulled me into the downstairs bathroom.

"How are ya holding up?" She asked, sympathetically.

"What do ya me--" I stopped mid sentence when I realized what she meant. I remembered what happened last night and now I know why I feel like shit. Ugh, life.

"Did you really forget Rosie?"

"I did until you reminded me."

"Sorry. Look, we are going out for luch later with Tori so we can just chill. We will even show you a bit around." Theresa offered.

"Okay, but I am hungry now so let's eat breakfast."

We walked out of the bathroom to see everyone at the table. My mother woke up and Uncle Marcus was back from the store.

"Is everything okay girls?" My mom asked.

"Just dandy." I answered.

We ate breakfast and just talked about little things like the news. I really missed Pete. Around this time, I would be out playing with him. He always loved to jump and so did I. I really missed my father too and his burnt toast but perfect omelets. I sighed and looked out the gigantic window in front of us. Already the second day and I'm homesick. We finished breakfast and cleaned up the dishes. We seemed like a pretty normal family if you ask me. So far all of us get along and we are great. After we cleaned up we just watched a movie in the living room. It did get my mind off things for a while, which was great. At around 11 Theresa and I left ot meet Tori at some place called "Daisies."

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It took about 10 minutes for us to walk there. It was a cute little sandwhich shop. We ordered our food, got it, and sat down. 

"How are ya holdin up?" Asked Tori.

"Okay I guess. It was stupid and I never should have done it. I don't know what was going through my head. I was just mad at my mom for making us move all the way out here." I answered

"I understand but everybody makes mistakes. It's not your fault R." Tori said.

I laughed when I heard that she had called me "R". "R?" I questioned.

"Yeah. People already call you Rosie so I want to be unique."She stated.

Theresa and I laughed."Okay uniquea." I joked.

We were laughed and having a fun time until two certain people walked in. Nash and Cameron. They walked in to line and ordered their food. Once they got it, they turned to find a seat. Nash spotted us first and scowled at me once again. Seriously, what is his problem? Nash whispered to Cameron and he looked at me and smiled. Then they started coming towards us. 

"Guys we have visitors." I quietly said.

"Who?" Asked Theresa.

"See for yourself." I quickly answered.

"Um hey Rosalie." Cameron said as they approached.

"Hey Cameron. Nash." I said.

Nash scowled once again. Okay, what the frick?

"Mind if we join you?" Cameron asked.

"I don't but it seems as though Nash does." I said firmly.

Cameron looked at Nash then back at me."OH no he's just in a bad mood."

Nash chuckled, clearly amused. I moved down two seats so they could sit down. Tori and Theresa were across from me and were still in awe. Seriously, guys?

"I don't believe we met I'm Cameron and this is Nash." Cameron said to Tori and Theresa as him and Nash sat down.

"I am Theresa."

"I'm Tori."

They both replied. They seemed really anxious all of a sudden too. I know they are vine famous but they need to hella chill.

"So how's everything after last night?" Cameron asked me as he took a bite of his sandwhich.

"Not great but hey it happened. Can't change that."

Nash chuckled and muttered, "You know you could have chose to go skinny dipping right?"

"Yeah I did but I wasn't thinking at the time."I replied, getting annoyed.

"Obviously." Nash said firmly.

"Why do you have a problem with me?" I questioned getting angrier.

"I don't its just that you're a brat that gets what she wants."He said.

OH man he should not have said that. NO ONE goes off saying that to me. It is the one thing that will set me off. I have lived on a farm since forever and nothing came easy. I had to work and work until the job was done. No breaks. 

Theresa muttered,"Oh snap you shouldn't have said that." Before I went off on him.

"You did not just say that. I had to work to get what I wanted. I lived on a farm. Work was demanded to be done every day and maybe I did get what I wanted but I worked for it." I snapped.

"Don't be stupid. We know you were probably daddy's little princess."

Ouch. I got up and slapped him, hard. He held his cheek, stunned. My eyes started to water from what he said. We never had money. How could I get what I wanted? The manager walked over to us and said,"You two need to leave or settle this out in the back. Now."

I turned and walked to the back, waiting for him to follow me. We stood there, giving each other cold looks until I spoke up," You're stupid."

"And you're a brat."

"Suck my ass."

"Gladly."

"F off."

"No thanks."

"I hate you Nash Grier! I never did anything to you and you go off on me. Nobody goes off on me. I really ha--"

I was cut off when his lips crashed against mine. Wait, what?