LOGINLena grumbled tossing another dress onto the bed.“This is bullshit, Rosie. I don't know what to wear with this stupid shirt.”“I told you I have a plan for the shirt, Lee.”“Well, what's the plan?”I sighed, then picked up my shirt and a pair of scissors.“Hold this?”“What the hell are you—”I began cutting the shirt the same way I saw in a video.Once I was done—“Voila.”Lena stared at the shirt which was now a singlet in awe.“Wow… Rosie. This looks cool.”I grinned.“I know.”“But isn't Wade going to feel upset about this?”“Who gives a fuck what Wade feels?”She stared at me blankly.“Uh… you. You're trying to fit in, aren't you?”Christ, she's right.“Well… I'm sure Wade would love to see our smooth tanned stomachs and the way these jeans grip our asses, don't you think?”Lena cackled loudly.“Yup. I'm sure he would.”……….Two hours later and we were strolling down the stairs.I'd cut Wade's team T-shirt to a crop top, then paired it with skin-tight jean shorts.On my waist re
My head snapped to him so fast I could've sworn I heard a subtle crack.“What?”“You heard me, Rosie—”“You're a fucking piece of shit, Henry.” I seethed.“Because I'm telling you the truth.”“Because I just realized you're worse than Jacob.”He rolled his eyes.“Spare me the baseless comparison, Rosie.”“You don't have any right to talk about Andrew that way, Henry. He might be a lot of things but he's not—”“Oh you think you know him now?” Henry cut in mockingly. “Your sweet childhood friend? And he isn't out to stick his dick inside of grown-up Rosie?”“Fuck you, Henry.” I cussed, fighting back the tears that were threatening to fall.“At least he has a dick that’s very much eager to introduce itself into my pussy— cause yours on the other hand isn't.”“So it's really about the sex.”“Jesus Christ, Henry! What the hell is wrong with you?”“Are you sure you want to know what's wrong with me?”“Yes!”“You are, Rosie!”My breath caught in my throat.“You're what's wrong with me.”My
My lips hurt.My teeth hurt.My head hurts.Scratch that—my whole fucking face hurts from smiling at some dumb shit that wasn't even funny.“I’ll see you later then, Andrew.” Jade said.Jade?Who names their fucking son Jade?“And, Rosie.” He turned to me with a megawatt-worthy smile.“Fuck what the whole school says. You're a vibe.”Yeah…Turns out experience really is the best teacher.I laughed softly.“That is so sweet, Jade.”He blinked sharply, his smile flickering.“It's… Wade actually.”Oh, fuck.Andrew snickered beside me.“Yeah… Wade. I mean, your smile just reminded me of a Jade jewelry of mine so…”He laughed loudly.“I will take that as a compliment, Rosie. And do be sure to come to my game this Friday.”“I wouldn't miss it for the world.” I replied.He turned to Andrew and gave him a firm shake, before walking away.As soon as his retreating form disappeared completely.My smile fell.“That was an awful lot to deal with.” Andrew said with a loud exhale.“You don't say.”
Days passed and we were finally back to Henry deciding to touch me sometimes.After I'd begged, of course and when luck wasn't on my side—he just wouldn't, no matter how much I begged.Currently, I was in the latter phase.It was funny how I had a feeling it'd come back to this.Push and pull.When I decide to let go, he'll be there to pull me back. And once I'm back, he's letting me beg him again.It was becoming frustrating and tiring.Mostly… I was tired of all the secrecy.I sighed heavily, while staring into space.“Earth to Rosie.” I blinked, focusing my gaze on Lena.“What?”“You've been sighing a lot lately.” Lena said, staring at me with concern.I sighed again, rubbing my forehead.“I'm just tired, Lee.” I mumbled, placing my head on my desk.“Is it Mr Gareth again?” She asked, pulling her seat close to me.“Who else?” I replied with a pout.“Aww… what is it this time?” I sighed again, then sat up.“I don't know, Lee.” I grumbled.“It's like we're stuck in a loop of push a
Something wonderful drifted into my nose as soon as I opened the door.I'm guessing it's eat before I get eaten out.I smiled, making my way to the kitchen, only to be hit with the fresh scent of bullshit the next moment.Henry and Mum.Christ.Who am I kidding?Henry's the celebrity, not me.“Hi residents.” I greeted.Mum turned around sharply, with a finger in her mouth.She pulled it out quickly.“Hi baby.” Henry didn't turn around.He just stood by a bowl, mixing something.Acting like I wasn't there.“How was school today?” Mum asked.“Cool.”I glanced at Henry again, he still wouldn't look at me.“We're making pancakes…” she drawled, glancing from me to Henry.“Cool… I'll be in my room.” I spun around and walked away.I vividly heard mum ask Henry if we were still not on good terms and he said and I quote.‘We just saw each other at school, Denise.’I pushed my bedroom door then slammed it shut.I was angry.“What a bloody bastard.”Why the fuck was he giving me such a sour att
‘Shit.’Lena murmured, from behind me.I exhaled heavily.Belinda's chest rose and fell steadily, her fingers balled into fists.“Fuck you, Rosie.” She ground out.“You should be asking me what I want Belinda not… throwing more insults.” I chastised gently.“You do know that could… tip me off the edge and make me do something I don't want to.”I moved closer, taking her hands in mine.“I'm sure this is something you wouldn't want anyone to know about, right? Not when Belinda White is desperately trying to fit into society.”My fingers trailed up, touching her face.“I'll do you one favor since I'm generous. I'll use mummy's connection to get you a better job somewhere, seeing as you have approximately five thousand dollars, two hundred and fifty cents for surgery upkeep coming up next week.”She blinked sharply, fighting back the tears.“I will take my leave this instant and never come back here—”I cut her with a soft laugh.“No, now, Belinda. I'm not so generous as to leave someone
Henry's POV “Honestly, having you here has been the best thing this school has ever had, Mr Gareth.” Principal Nowell said with a smile.I smiled back.“I'm really glad to hear that, Principal Nowell.”“That reminds me, when's the play you and Rosie are working on coming to life?”I pursed my lips
“Goodbye, Mr Gareth.”“Bye, Miss Nowell. Don't forget to tell your mother I've sent the files, okay?”“Roger, Mr Gareth.” Ria mock-saluted before walking out of the classroom.Lena walked forward and placed her test sheet on his desk.“Miss Duncan, I believe you'll do exceptionally well as usual.”
My eyes snapped open to the feel of fingers brushing against my lips.I pulled away immediately.“What are you doing in my room?” I asked, fixing my glare on Henry.He exhaled heavily.“The cut on your lip.” He said.“Get out.” I bit out.“Look, Rosie. I'm not here to ask you to listen—neither am I
The sound of spoons clanking against ceramic plates filled the quiet room.I glanced at Henry.He still hadn't touched his food.Too bad, I was almost done with mine.Fucking Saturday.Today was definitely going to be boring.“Okay!” The sound of hands banging the table drew my gaze to mum.“Who’s







