My Mountain of Broken Toys (Rose And Rosie)

Part 4

Rosie slowly peeked her head out of the bathroom stall. She sighed in relief, seeing that Sarah and her followers were gone.

She glanced at her watch, on the bright side,she thought, at least I'll miss gym. Gym class was the worst, simply because that meant she'd need to change in front of people and into the gym uniform. Neither of those helped in the least to cover her bruises.

There was also that other thing that kept her from trying to get out of gym. It was... embarrassing to say the least, and it would be even worse if anyone noticed.

Rosie wasn't quite sure when it had started, but... lately she'd been... noticing... other people. Girls to be more exact. And as far as she knew, this could not be a good thing.

Even worse, she'd been noticing Dream. She sighed just at the thought of her dream woman. The way Dream's chesnut eyes would light up, or... Rosie gulped... the way her shirt hugged her.

No. It wouldn't do to let anyone find out about her. She was teased, and sometimes even beaten up at school for less.

She was only half way through her last year and didn't plan to make the rest of her time in school a living hell.

"Hey Rosie," Chris took his place next to her at their lunch table. They were the only ones that sat there.

The girl took one look at his face and sighed, "What's wrong?"

The dark-haired boy groaned. "It's nothing, just my folks pulling out the beers again." The two sat there in silence a moment. "They didn't hurt me, don't worry." For some unknown reason, Rosie was always concerned about whether or not his parents ever hurt him. Occasionally they did, yes, but most of the time they either just ignored or yelled at him. "On the bright side!" Rosie looked at him, "I saw a real cutie today!"

Rosie rolled her eyes.

Rosie grinned. "She just transferred here! That means she doesn't know about... err... my rep yet!"

"You mean the fact that you're a loser."

"Uh... yeah." Chris flushed.

The bell rang. Rosie sighed. "Guess I'll see you later."

"You could see me now if you just took easier classes." Chris grinned at her.

"Or you could just take harder ones."

"Never in a million years."

She groaned as the small blonde girl approached her. In all her years, one of the things she had yet to achieve was invisibility. Right now she just wanted to blend in with the wall.

"Hey!" The blonde girl greeted her enthusiastically.

"Uh... Hi." Rosie smiled weakly.

"I'm Emma. I'm sorta new here." she smiled in what she hoped was a friendly way. The girl in front of her seemed very shy, and dressing in those really big sweaters, well... but she refused to judge the girl by her sweaters. No siree! Emma was not that kind of girl anymore. "I'm in some classes with you."

Rosie groaned, guessing where this was going.

"And I was hoping that maybe you could just help me catch up... or well... teach me." Emma gave the small girl her best puppy-dog eyes.

Rosie didn't know what to say, she never wanted to let anyone down. "I... guess." She wanted to feel needed.

Emma grinned and gave the girl a big hug. "When should we meet? How about tomorrow after school, my house?" Rosie barely time to nod as the blonde talked. "Yea? Great! I'll see you tomorrow!" Emma walked off, waving at the stunned girl.