*Rose and Rosie*

3.

  Needless to say, Rose never did kiss Rosie, even if she "didn't want to". The two didn't speak when they came back to school, that was until history class.

  History class was the only class where the two were close to each other, their seats together. At first, Rosie hated that she was sitting in the back next to Rose, but she didn't care now. 

  She did care about her new feeling though. All Rosie wanted to do was let Rose work her magic on her, just the idea of losing her virginity to Rose Dix made Rosie smile. Thing is, she knew Rose would break her heart. Rosie's head was a mess all around, with the popular thing and Rose, her head was like world war one.

  "Rosie." Rosie heard as she was awakened from her slumber. She was in history class next to Rose, Rose's hand on her back.

  "I'm up," Rosie said softly, rubbing her eyes. Rose didn't say anything else and went back to doodling on her paper instead of taking notes.

  This gave Rosie more time to study Rose again. Rosie quickly noticed that Rose had bruises along her neck and a black eye. There was a long scratch along her right arm that she was using to draw a snake. 

  Rose looked up to see Rosie writing something down on a sticky note. It was pink, of course.

  You mind coming to the bathroom w/ me?

xoxox Rosie. 

  Rosie passed the sticky note over to Rose, Rose reading it with careful eyes. Rose turned her head to see a worried Rosie. 

  "Mr. Teacher guy, can we go to the bathroom. It's an emergency." Rose blurted, standing up.

  "I have a name." He said, looking up at Rose from his glasses.

  "Don't really care. So, can we go?" She asked again, gripping my wrist.

  "What? Why? There's no emergency." He said, thinking that Rose was lying. Which she was.

  "Come on, there's blood gushing out me!" Rose yelled, not caring what anyone thought. Rosie put her head in her hands so she didn't have to see anyone's faces.

  "Just go." He said, dismissing the two.

***

  Rosie walked into the bathroom first, making sure no one was in there. Rose walked in behind her, her head down. Rosie used this opportunity to think about the situation. Rosie had seen Rose beat up before, she assumed it was just her having fun, but now she could really ask.

  "I hate to be nosey but-" Rosie was cut off.

  "The marks are none of your business," Rose said quickly, looking up. Rosie gulped but got a good look at Rose. Her face was still pretty, wait no. She looked okay. 

  "Fine. But at least tell me how recent these are." Rosie said, standing on her tiptoes so she could move Rose's face around to see.

  "Ow," Rose said when Rosie's thumb stroked over the black eye.

  "Recent, huh?" Rosie asked, standing normal. Rose nodded, getting nervous all of a sudden.

  Rose didn't like that she seemed weak right now. Rosie was supposed to seem like that, not her. But Rose somehow didn't mind it all that much. Yes, it was wrong, but damn did it feel good to have Rosie touch her. Even the thought of Rosie being worried made her feel liked someone cared about her.

  "Let me clean it up." Rosie said before walking over to the sink. 

  "Or, we could ditch." Rose blurted out of nowhere.

  "That has nothing to do with your face!" Rosie whisper yelled, walking over to Rose with a wet paper towel. She dabbed the cold material on to Rose's face. Rose winced at the touch.

  "How would we even get out?" Rosie asked, still cleaning Rose off.

  "You think I haven't done this before?" Rose asked with a new smirk on her face. Rose's confidence was coming back to her.

  "But I'll get in trouble," Rosie said, looking down at her feet.

  "I'll make it worth it," Rose said before stroking Rosie's lip with her thumb. Rosie melted. Her brain felt like goo. 

 "Fine." Was all Rosie had to say before she felt her hand in Rose's and she was being quickly pulled out of the bathroom, the wet paper falling to the ground with a light thud.

  The two stuck close as the ran the halls of the school. The halls were empty due to it being class time, the perfect time for them to run. Rose snuck them into one of the smaller hallways and towards the (one of the) backdoors. Rose let Rosie run out first, so she could lift her over the fence.

  When they reached the fence, Rosie felt Rose's hands on her waist. This was way too much touching for Rosie's goo brain right now, but she didn't stop it. Rose lifted her over the fence and let Rosie drop lightly onto the ground. A small thud later followed when Rose hit the ground next to her. Rose landed perfectly like she had been doing this her whole life. 

  Rose interlocked their fingers the proper way, doing it slowly this time. Rosie used her other hand to softly rub Rose's arm. Now it was Rose's duty to protect Rosie, for nothing else could. The two walked quickly away from the school and down the road.

***

  By the time they reached the main town, Rosie's legs started to get tired. Rose forced her to get over it and keep walking.

  "Where are we even going?" Rosie asked as they walked by shops and more shops.

  "Ice cream maybe?" Rose offered, "Or maybe coffee."

  "Which one's closer?"

 "Ice cream."

  "Guess we're getting ice cream today," Rosie said, Rose nodded her head and walking towards the ice cream parlor. 

  The pair walked into the building, Rosie running over to the counter like an excited little kid. The cashier looked at the two girls. They were clearly teenagers ditching school, but he had no authority to yell at them. 

  "What can I help you with?" He asked as Rose looked over the menu.

  "One large vanilla and two spoons," Rose said, Rosie biting her lip in excitement. 

  "Coming right up." He said before going back into the kitchen area.

 The man put the large bowl onto the table, it was quite enough for both of them. Rose paid knowing that Rosie didn't bring anything with her. They would have to go back for their things when the school closed, the idea of more trouble made Rose excited. Then again, Rose didn't think it hit Rosie yet. Just a few days ago the two hated each other, now the two can't get enough. 

  Rose and Rosie sat down at one of the outside tables. Rosie let Rose have the first few bites, mostly because she was too busy staring at Rose's face. She learned that she couldn't stop her feelings for Rose, so she just let them flow how they wanted to.

  "Come on, eat some." Rose said, a spoonful of ice cream in front of her face. 

  "I'll eat some later. You should have most of it anyway, you pay-" Rosie was cut off by a spoon of icecream being shoved into her mouth. Rose smiled and leaned back in her chair. Rosie wiped the access ice cream off her mouth and held back a smile.

  "That was mean," Rosie said, her voice playfully soft. Rose's heart melted, but she kept strong. 

 "I warned you to eat it. Did you listen, no? Girls who don't listen have to learn." Rose said, putting the spoon into her own mouth, the taste of Rosie lingering on it still. 

  "How are you going to punish me then?" Rosie asked. Something turned in her head, making her want to play games just as much as Rose was. 

 "You'll see," Rose said before standing up.