Love, Rosie

Love, Rosie: Chapter 2

What the hell was that note supposed to mean?

I couldn't get it off my mind all day. Which is one of two reasons why I got a D on my art quiz. That, and because I hate Mrs. Carlos. I was trying to decipher the note in every class I didn't have with Rose. Why was my name in curvy letters but not hers? Why did she use a nickname, does she want me to call her Rosie? Does she expect a note back, or a thank you?

I neatly put the paper back in its spot in my binder, sighing frustratedly before laying my head on my desk. Rose was late to all her classes by a few minutes, I've never seen her rush or hurry. She takes her time, and gets away with it. I didn't want her to see me staring at the note when she did show up to eighth period.

"I can't stand her," I heard in a whisper next to me. I knew it was Maxren, she's got a reputation for never saying anything except whispers about other people. "Lesbians shouldn't be allowed in this school."

"Or this country," Tari replied. "She even looks like a lesbian."

I clenched my teeth. These hoes don't even understand what they're talking about.

"She thinks Rose is her friend. Hah! Like Rose would ever hang out with someone like her." Maxren said, before both girls laughed. They're right, though. They know Rose better than I do after all. They're on the cheer squad with her, I've only said things like "hey" and "hi" to her.

Just then, Rose walked in, on the arm of Rider Norshal, one of the guys on the soccer team. She laughed and then they parted ways. Wait. Were they dating? I sunk back in my seat. Rose hadn't dated anyone since she came to our school. I looked at her as she sat down two seats away, and our eyes locked. She smiled and I did also, but briefly, since Tari interrupted.

"Hey look! Once again, Marisol can't keep her eyes off Rose!" Tari's voice rang around the room, followed by multiple laughing voices. I sighed deeply and closed my eyes, hoping to zone everything out.

"She's so nasty, like seriously."
"I bet she fantasizes Rose naked."
"You're right!"

I opened my eyes as I heard Rose's chair move. She stood up and walked over to me, her hips swaying. 'Shes probably going to hit me,' I thought, adjusting my shirt. Or maybe she's leaving, or maybe she's joining the other girls to laugh at me. A million things was going through my mind, but all of them were wrong. I found that out when Rose's hand grabbed my shirt, pulled me up, against her, and kissed me.

Right.
There.

All the voices died down, the laughing stopped. But they could've continued and I wouldn't have noticed, as I was lost in my own little world where it was just Rose, and me. I closed my eyes and my arms went around her waist, pulling her closer. Her fingers played with my short hair, and I felt very insecure at that moment.

I know, I know. I should feel fireworks, right? I do. But I also felt really, really bad. Here I was, holding this tall, skinny, beautiful girl in my arms while I wasn't anywhere near comparable. I was shorter than her, "curvier", and I wasn't as beautiful. Was she just doing this so the taunting would stop?

But the teacher walked in and ruined everything. He cleared his throat, causing Rosie to pull back and flash a smile to him. "Sorry," she apologized, before taking her seat. I looked around before sitting down as well, letting a breath go that I didn't know is been holding. Everyone's eyes were on me.

I pulled my hood over my head and breathed in heavily, before going back to work.

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I shut my locker and slung my backpack over my shoulder. The end of the day was always the best. I got to get in my car and leave this fucking place. I rolled my shoulders as I walked down the hallways towards the front doors. I always left after everyone else, and there were only four cars in the parking lot. They all belonged to teachers accept the blue one, that was mine.

I was sure I was all alone, since the teachers had a meeting today. But I felt a weird presence, like someone else was there with me. I stopped and looked behind me, but nobody was there. So I shook my head, thinking I was being crazy and kept walking.

"Marisol!"

I nearly fucking screamed.

I turned around quickly, my bag dropping to the ground. All the books fell out, but I didn't care. I caught my breath and looked around, and saw Rose walking towards me.

"Marisol! Thank god you're here!" Rose squealed, hugging me tightly. I blinked, hugging her back. Since when did we get this touchy-feely? She's always been like this, but not to me.

She let me go, but her hands lingered at my arms. "You won't believe it, but I missed the bus," she explained, her lips pouting a bit. "Could you maybe give me a ride?"

I blinked again, tilting my head at her. "Yeah. Yeah, of course." She smiled to that, her hand finding mine as we walked outside.

"I don't know how to drive, no license." She said, looking at me. I didn't respond, so she kept talking. "At least you were there to save me."

I looked at her. She was staring at her shoes as I lead her to the car. I released her hand and we parted ways, going to opposite sides of the car.

We both got in and I started the car, but Rose still seemed sad. Her eyes lingered on me, causing me to feeling strangely uncomfortable. I looked to her, and our eyes met.

"What's wrong?" I asked, quietly.

Rose sighed. "Nothing, just, nobody will be home yet. I kind of don't want to go." She frowned. "Can we go somewhere?"

Screw my homework. I'm taking her out to eat.

"Yeah," I nodded. "Let's get something to eat. I'll pay." To that, her eyes lit up.

"Where?" She asked, seemingly making herself comfortable in my passenger seat. That's what I liked to see, pretty little Rose sitting with her bare feet up on the dashboard.

"What do you like?" I started to drive toward Uptown, where all the restaurants were. She thought for a moment, before she replied.

"I'm thinking Mexican."

"Mexican it is."

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HELLLLLOOO guys. So this chapter was fairly short (which I apologize for >.<) but also needed. Uhhh... How do you feel about this? RoseXMarisol?

Rosisol?
Mose?

I like Mose.

ANYWAYS, COMMENT, VOTE, WHATEVER.
Love you!