Chapter Six

"Mom, you don't need to worry about it, I'm studying, I promise. Besides, it's not like I'm having any extra curricular activities or anything, aside school and work, I have nothing to do." I whined to my mom over the phone, she was constantly telling me to focus on my studies and not give my attention to anything unnecessary including my storybooks, her words, not mine.

I sighed, it's been twenty minutes since we started talking and I was all in for giving an excuse and hanging up. I shut that thought down though, it's still only been a few weeks since I left, not even a month. If I started doing this now, then by the time I go a year, I wouldn't even be calling home at all. She was just worried, I just left, and my mom has always been a tad bit overprotective, coupled with what happened with Felix, it was just a normal reaction, nothing extraordinary.

Suck it up

We spoke for a few more minutes before she had to go check on her stew and hanged up. I almost told her to save some for me, but that would be impossible. No matter how busy my schedule was or how consuming it was, I still managed to miss them, badly. When she reminded me she loved me and I should take care of myself, before hanging up, I couldn't help it, I smiled.

I was sitting on a lover's bench on campus. Sienna was inside the dorm with her friends, and they were loquacious, and in an annoying way. Even though I went out because of the call, I didn't want to go back inside even though I was done. I liked the peace and silence out here under the stars, and I wasn't ready to leave it and go inside to all that noise. I stared up into the night sky, it wasn't as starry as back home, but it was starry enough to make me smile.

I relaxed into the bench, imagining how if I were in a book, specifically one of my romance books, I'd have my prince charming sitting with me and whispering sweet nothings into my ears, probably holding my hands as well, I smiled widely. I loved that thought, but I didn't think I'd be finding a prince charming anytime soon, not with my current home school work schedule.

I got up ready to head inside when something, or someone moved. I turned towards it, coming to a stop in front of Jason, again. He was standing a little far from the bench, but close enough that his long legs could eat up the distance in no time.

I hadn't seen him since he took me to class the first day, and I hadn't even had time to think about him since then, but remembering it now had my fave heating up against my will. I was glad it was dark, at least he couldn't see my flaming cheeks.

He wasn't saying anything though, just standing there and watching me. My brows furrowed in confusion, I was sure it was him, or was it not?

It was dark, but not dark enough to conceal his features from me, but I double checked just in case, and I was certain it was him from his blond curls, his angular features, his tall muscular build, and of course the familiarity.

But why wasn't he moving or doing anything?

Suddenly he begun to move away, towards the dorms, I was confused, until his words came back.

"You can come find me whenever you remember who I am, if you ever even remember who I am."

"Jason" I called, thankfully he stopped, but didn't turn.

"Jason Clove" he still didn't turn. I bristled feeling uncomfortable for some reason. "I-I remember you now, from school. You asked me out to prom and...and I..."

"Turned me down" he turned then, a smile on his face. I breathed out in relief.

"I'll take it, even though I'm sure you cheated." He sauntered towards me. He was right, I did cheat, but I didn't need to openly admit it...at least not yet.

"I see your dreams did come true, and now you're no longer in our small town, it was never enough for you, so I'd be shocked if you stayed."

"Not everyone wants to live a small life."he scoffed.

"Of course that's what you'd say." His tone held disappointment but there seemed to be a hint of anger in there too, though I couldn't be sure.

"Why..."

"Forget it Rosette, I'm not going to expect you to miraculously change the way you see things."

"What's wrong with the way I see things?"

"It's haughty and self centered." He didn't miss a beat in answering.

"That's not..."

"Forget it Rosette. I need to go, I have a game tomorrow so I need to rest."

"Game?"

"Yeah, I'm on the school's soccer team."

"Oh, wow that's good to know. I'm happy for you." I smiled, genuinely happy for him. He returned the smile with one of his own.

"I'd be happy too if you can make it to the game, I'd love to see you there." He grinned.

" Oh I don't know,..." I said kicking my feet. "I'm not a fan of sports, and I don't know a thing about soccer."

"Doesn't matter, you can still come and cheer me on. You don't need to know about the game in order to enjoy it." He shrugged, but he looked hopeful.

I considered my brother's words about staying away from Jason, and my schedule, and...

"You can consider it an apology for turning me down for my prom, and no, I didn't go with anyone else. That should make your decision easier, at least it should help you stop looking for outs." I guess he was right, one game wouldn't hurt...I hope.

He walked me to my dorm room and left me at the door after saying goodnight. I stood in front of the door listening for any noise, I heard nothing so I walked in...

Big mistake.

Sienna was still in the room with three of her friends now instead of the four who were here when I left.

She was on her bed with another while one boy was sitting on my bed and another was standing by the window in the middle of both beds.

All of them had their eyes on me the moment I stepped inside, and they looked like I was interrupting something, like I shouldn't even be there. And the boy on my bed didn't even look like he was getting up anytime soon. He had spiky purple hair that was obviously dyed. It was shaved at the sides, almost to his scalp and longer at the top. I didn't like dyed hair, mom was against it. He also had piercings, a nose piercing and two on his left eyebrow. His clothes were all black and gothic looking. My mom wouldn't approve of him, at all.

The boy by the window had sandy blond hair, but he wasn't so different. He was also in all black, a black t-shirt with black jeans and boots, but he also had tattoos littered all around his arms, and he was glaring at me.

Before I could assess the girls, Sienna's impatient voice cut through the silence.

"Scram already, you're interrupting." Then as if I was worth nothing, they all started conversing and planning something it seems. Tears burned the back of my eyes, but I didn't let them spill. I turned and swiftly made my way out of the door.

It looked like I'd be locked out of the room for a while.