Chapter Four

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-Monica Thompson's POV-

I sat down in one of the empty seats at my usual lunch table and slid my tray in front of me, poking my straw into my milk carton. I say alone for another two minutes before Andrew and a few of his friends sat at the table, Andrew sitting in the seat to my left as how I was on the end at the right. He slid his seat right up next to mine leaving to space between our chairs and placed his hand on my knee, drawing circles with his index finger as he had been doing for the last three weeks.

I pulled my knees closed squishing his fingers hoping he would let go, but he didn't. Instead he forced my knees apart again with his one hand, needing to put in little effort into the motion as he could seeing as how he's Beta, while it was a battle for me that I didn't win. Once my knees were far enough to his liking he removed his hand and grabbed me by the neck while putting his left hand on my inner thigh, pulling my head closer to his mouth.

"You're my girlfriend, Monica. I'm allowed to touch you and hold you as I please and I'm not happy with you starting to reject my advances as of this week." Andrew whispered roughly in my ear.

"Yes, Andrew." I said and bowed my head, submitting to him. He removed his hands from my body and pushed his chair away from me continuing his meal.


_Flashback_


"It's beautiful up here." I said gazing up at the sunset sky and down to the forest trees, popping a grape in my mouth.

"You've got one of those in your hair." He said laughing leaning over the basket and pulling a grape out of my hair.

"How did I get a grape in my hair, not noticing it, and how did it manage to stay in my short hair?" I asked laughing and taking the grape from him. It was able to get stuck because I had let me hair down after the first half an hour of our date in the sky.

"Okay," He said clapping his hands and rubbing them together, "let's play twenty questions."

I laughed, "Andrew, we virtually know everything about each other."

"Just go with it! I'll start." He told me and held up two chocolate bars, "Dark chocolate or white chocolate?"

"Dark." I told him giving him a jokingly-annoyed look because I know he already knows that it's my favorite chocolate while his is white.

Seventeen questions later it was dark and we were both laying in the bottom of the big whicker basket of the balloon and he was still asking me questions.

"Okay eighteenth question: Are you actually enjoying this date." He asked, still looking up at the bottom of the balloon and pieces of starry sky.

"Yes." I told him with a small smile on my face.

"Nineteenth: Do you want to go back down? It's getting late after all." Andrew said leaning up in his elbows looking down at me.

"In a minute we can were not done yet." I told him looking him in the face.

"Okay last one: Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked still leaning over me. I sat up and looked at him thinking about it.

"Andrew, this is our first date." I told him playing with my own fingers.

"But there will be more, and we've known each other for what? Seven years? I think we're good, Mona."

I looked at him again and studied him to see if he was serious and as far as I could see, he was.

"Fine, I'll be your girlfriend." I said with a small smile.

He leaned over and peeked me on the lips then stood up, "Great, let go back down."

"But I haven't asked you your questions yet." I said looking up at him not bothering to get up.

"That's okay! We'll save them for another time." He told me and started letting some of the hot air out of the balloon.

I groaned and stood up watching as we went down, down, down, "Okay I'll ask you next time." I said and smiled.

We reached the ground and started the drive home both of us in a fairly good mood, him tapping on the driving wheel.

When we made it to our destination we said goodbye and went to our separate bedrooms. I closed my door and let out a content sigh, leaning against it.

I'll be your girlfriend.

I heard my own words echoing in my head as I made my way to my bed and plopped down and fell asleep.

_End of Flashback_


Now, sitting at our lunch table, I'm starting to regret my decision.



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A/N

I know that this one is a little shorter than my usual chapters but I hope it's okay! It's late in the night and I might add more on later but I'm tired so I'm going to go to bed web though I'm uploading this in the morning. I do everything from my iPod, chapter, covers, reading, so that's why it's short. And today was a rough day between me and my best friend but we got it worked out.

Hope you enjoyed the chapter if you notice any mistakes let me know and I'll fix it!

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