Chaos • TW [2]

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Ethan slid up next to Rose's locker with a smirk on his face. Rose's expression dropped in annoyance, knowing very well that by the look on Ethan's face he wanted something.

"Yes, Ethan?"

"So what are you doing tonight?"

Rose shut her locker to look over at Ethan, who still had an almost pleading smile on his face.

"Why do you ask?"

"Can I throw a party at your place?" He asked.

"What?" Rose inquired with her eyebrows furrowed. "Are you insane? No way."

Ethan raised his eyebrows at the girl, smiling wider while he tried to convince her.

"No Ethan." Rose said sternly.

Ethan continued to look at her with a pleading expression.

"Stop looking at me like that."

He didn't stop.

"You know that stupid smile used to work on me when we were younger, but not anymore." Rose told him, which only caused Ethan to smile wider.

Rose pursed her lips together in frustration, knowing very well that there was no way that Ethan would stop begging.

"This has nothing to do with winning Danny back does it?" Rose challenged as she looked down the hallway at Danny talking to another boy.

Ethan's smile dropped and said quietly, "Maybe."

Rose looked down at Danny and then back at Ethan. She sighed, rolling her eyes as she was met with Ethan's pleading smile once again. She then pointed a finger sternly in his face, causing his smile to drop.

"Derek can never know."

...

Rose's eyes widened as the party escalated into a full on rave. She knew that if Derek ever found out that any of this happened, she would be dead. She watched the entire scene apprehensively, not even enjoying the party, but instead making sure nothing damaging happened to the loft.

"Derek can never know about this." Isaac commented as he stood beside Rose. He then looked down at the girl who was full of nerves and incredibly stiff. "You seem to be having a fun time."

Rose looked up at him with an annoyed frowned.

"Are you mad?"

"No." Rose shook her head as she looked back at the crowd of people. She then sighed, "I'm just frustrated."

"Sexually?" Isaac asked before he could give what he said a second thought.

Rose whipped her head to look up at him, shocked at what he had said.

"Right now I don't know if I want to kiss you or throw you off a bridge." Rose told him honestly.

Isaac smirked, "Can I pick?"

Rose rolled her eyes and then looked back at the crowd, scanning the room to make sure nothing happened.

Isaac had turned away from her and walked toward the girl with the paintbrush.

"Can I borrow this?" He asked taking it out of her hand with a few jars of paint, and began walking back toward Rose.

Rose turned toward him suspiciously and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Forcing you to have fun."

"What?"

"You know, fun? Something that you never have." Isaac remarked sarcastically.