After some weeks of meeting Rose, we became closer. Close to the extent that other students thought we were in a relationship. At first, I thought some seniors would come after me claiming Rose is theirs. But strangely enough, they did not. I was then wondering, why were there obsessed with Katy and not with Rose? Well, maybe it was for the best. My high school life had always been like that.
"You are not going anywhere this weekend, are you?" She asked.
"If you are inviting me to a party, I politely decline. "
"No. I was wondering if I could come to your home." She replied. What! My home? If she came to my home, then what happens? Everyone would have the whole idea wrong. Lily would begin to question me, Diane would get out of bed to have a few words with her, Mother would be forced
