The Foster

part 44

The next morning, I couldn't decide if I wanted to ask Ross about the drawing of me. They were probably hidden for a reason.

Ross had his arms wrapped around me, holding me close while he slept. It was actually the cutest thing ever. When he woke up, I chuckled a bit.

"What?" He asked.

"You're really cute." I smiled hugged him.

"I'm going to go shower, then we can watch a movie or something." Ross got up and walked out of my room.

My phone had three messages, so I went through them.

from becca: hey! where r u?
from becca: ross isn't here either, are you guys skipping?
from becca: hope you're alright, text me!!

Oh god, we had school today! I forgot it was Monday. Ross must've too, I went to the bathroom and knocked on the door. He opened it, waist down wrapped in a towel. Wow, he's definitely been working out.

"Do you need something or did you just want to stare at my body?" Ross laughed.

"Oh, uh... we had school today. It's Monday, if we leave now we will only be an hour late." I told him. "Or we could just skip." He groaned.

"I have to go, I have football. Coach is about to kill me already. Can't make him mad again." Ross said. "I'll be out in a minute."

I went back to my room, combed my hair and got dressed. Even sprayed a bit of perfume and put deodorant on. Then I rushed to find socks and shoes.

"Ready?" Ross called from the hallway. I walked out with him.

"Yeah. I can't believe we actually forgot." I laughed.

We walked out to the truck and got in. Ross started driving pretty fast to school.

"So why is the coach about to kill you already? Is he mad about something?" I asked Ross.

"Well, kinda. I beat up some dude at a game, sometimes skip practice to have lunch with you, a few little mistakes." Ross explained.

"You don't have to do that for me, you know." I told him.

"Yeah but I want to. Believe it or not, I like eating lunch with you." Ross ran a hand through his hair.

"Sorry." I said quietly, he almost didn't hear it. We pulled into the school.

"Sorry for what?" He asked once he parked.

"Making you so stressed, I don't know." I said quietly again, staring at the floor of the truck.

"Why would you think that? You don't make me stressed at all." Ross put his hand on my leg and lightly pulled my chin so I would look at him. Instead, I just looked at his shirt. He lifted my chin and leaned in to kiss me. I gave him an easy kiss and then pulled away, getting out of the truck.

He jogged to catch up with me and held my hand. Without a word, we walked to the office and signed ourself in. This was going to be a very long day.

At lunch, I walked in and sat beside Ross as always. He was talking to Zach, Brandon, and Tyler.

"Hey Camille." Zach greeted me.

"You know what's up with Callie?" Brandon asked.

"Uh... no not really. She won't talk to me." I told them.

"What? You were like her best friend." Tyler said. Like I don't already know.

"Beats me. She wants what she wants." I said.