The Visitor Ch 2

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Tried drawing Jared Leto, failed miserably :P LOL Pic in slideshow. 

First Rose

     The Visitor 

      Chapter 2

After almost swiping out my mom's credit card, we left for home. Mom telling me all about her date with Quade even though she insisted I should just lay off with couples stuff for a while, but me being me; the forcing type, I made her tell me.

"Okay, I almost forgot you were supposed to be at Claude's today, I'll drop you off." Mom said.

"No!" I said rather too quickly, she looked at me startled, "I mean..., I can drive myself and I need to get the report from my room." I said, she relaxed her face as she nodded.

A plan had already begun forming in my head that just might aggravate Quade, grinning I decided to take out my cell and text Sam, Sam being the party animal, she was probably still asleep from last night.

I arrived in my BMW, parking in front of the school, ready to confront Quade again. The school doors were surprisingly left open even though I stayed home an extra hour long, making sure I'd be late. I walked straight into Quade's classroom, Quade was no where to be seen. Thinking he wouldn't let me off that easy, I plopped down easily in his chair whilst putting my messy wet boots over his desk. Quade was such a neat freak, he wouldn't even allow any of his students come to near his desk.

"Why don't you get your dirty paws off my clean desk before you regret it." Quade's voice interrupted my day dream. My eyes opened lazily, seeing Quade looking at me with an expression that could make anyone shrink under his gaze. I remained as I was as he walked over. 

I put my feet off his desk leaving dirty marks on his paper, my feet landed on the ground more like stomped. I stood up, annoyed by him and to get this over with. 

"Exactly what do you plan to do?" I asked in a cold voice. His face suddenly changed and he looked surprised for a second, and took a step back. He didn't change his looks back to the old Mr. Quade, but instead he wore basically the same look as last night but with a change of clothes.

He was wearing a brown jacket which fit snug around his shoulders and chest. Underneath he wore a black sweater, dark blue jeans. His hair from last night were changed, this time his hair were messy which made him look outrageously attractive. I couldn't believe my words, I mentally slapped myself for even thinking that

"Your late," Quade said walking around his desk and sitting in his chair. "Why are you late, Summers?" Quade asked, his voice stern.

"Actually, mom wanted me to stay a bit longer and help her with something. You know, I don't think she had a very good time last night." I Lied. Of all the things I disliked, Quade was on top of the list. And there sure was no way in hell that I was letting Quade go out with my Mom again. Yeah, it was a lie, but I'm willing to go to great lengths, and lying is nothing. 

"Maybe you should just move on to someone else...." I frowned.

"Really?" He said raising a brow at me. "Because, I just received a call from your Mum this morning and she was asking to have lunch today." Feeling stupid, I groaned internally. 

"Tsk, Tsk," Quade said faking pity. "Blaming your innocent mother is just horrible, and worst of all your trying to break us up?" I glared viciously at him, if he thought this was horrible of me, wait till what awaits him. I was beyond finished, I cursed under my breath and sat in the chair in front me. 

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