The Beginning to an end

Rose POV Beep. Beep. Beep. I groaned as I rolled over and turned off my alarm clock; seeing that it was 5 in the morning. I shoved my head further into my pillow, thinking that if I did so, I wouldn’t have to get up and go to the gym. After a few minutes, I got out of bed and stretched, letting my muscles get ready to face the day before heading into my bathroom. After taking care of my morning business, I brushed my teeth and pulled my hair up into a loose messy bun before washing my face. I walked back into my bedroom and went to the dresser where I keep my workout clothes; pulling out a pair of black leggings that had a white strip down each side of the legs, a gray sports bra and a navy blue tank-top before walking over to my closet and grabbing my maroon American Eagle hoodie.  After I got dressed, I grabbed my phone, my keys and my earphones before making my way to the kitchen and grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. As I walked out the front door, I slammed it, not even caring if I woke up my parents in the process. I walked across the lawn to my blue 2016 Honda CR-V; I went way over my car buying budget but it’s my first car so whatever.  I hopped into my car and plugged in my aux cord. It’s not that I don’t like listening to the radio, I just like my music better and being able to choose what I’m in the mood to listen to. I’m scrolling through my playlist on YouTube when I get a text from my best friend Phoebe.  Phoebe: “Hey b***h! Call me ASAP! I have so much tea to tell you!” I sighed as I hit her contact and hit call. I started the car, put my seat belt on and had just pulled onto the road when her voice had blasted through my speakers.  “b***h! YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE WHAT HAPPENED AT THE PARTY LAST NIGHT!!!” I winced at how loud her voice came out and turned the volume down a bit before leaning back in my seat; getting ready to listen to whatever gossip my best friend was about to tell me: or more like scream to me. Phoebe lives with her parents, Lucy and Jack as well as her 2 older brothers, Erik and Jackson. Phoebe’s family has basically become my second family or more like my only real family. “What happened?” I say as I pull up to a stop light, waiting for it to turn green; going as it changes quickly. “Why do you sound pissed off already? It’s not even 6 yet.” “Because it’s how I am? Duh. I hate the world no matter what time it is. You should know this by now, Fee. We’ve been best friends for how long now?” I rolled my eyes, smiling. “Yes I do know. Because I know for a fact that you just rolled your eyes while you said that, didn’t you?” I couldn’t help but laugh at her trying to be upset tone.  “Damn right I did. I always do it, so why wouldn’t I do it now?” “I hate you sometimes, you know that?” “Nah you love me and you know it.” “The sad part is that it is definitely true.” she sighs but then continues talking. “Anyway, I know you’re most likely on your way to the gym right now so I’ll save my tea for when we meet up at school.” she laughs and I just have to shake my head. Of course she would back out of telling me whatever it is she has to tell me. “Really? All this just so you can tell me that you’re going to wait? Because 1. It must be something either really important to the point that you can’t risk saying anything in front of your family more mainly your brothers, which I know for a fact are awake from your earlier screaming moment. Or 2. It’s something of little to no importance in reality but is of huge importance to you and possibly to me? So which one is it?” “I hate how we know each other so well… It’s not fair.” she sighs “It’s opinion number 1.” I softly laugh as I turn on my blinker and pull into the gym parking lot. I pull into my normal spot off in the far corner and put the car in park, letting it idle for a bit.  “Yeah well same goes to you, Fee. I just pulled into the gym so we’ll talk later at school. Am I picking you up or are you driving yourself?” I ask grabbing my water bottle and earphones.  “Nah. I’m driving myself. I have a job interview after school and I know you have to work tonight so I’m just gonna drive myself.”  I pulled my hood up and over my head, hiding my face as I unplug my phone and turn off the car. I hop out, shut my door and start walking to door of the gym. I hit the lock button on my keys and hear my car beep as it locks; you can never be too careful. I stuff the keys into my jacket pocket and keep my head down as I continue to walk with my phone against my ear.  “Okay. I’ll see you at school. It’s my turn to buy coffee this week. Do you want your usual?” I ask not really sure why I even did, I already know what her answer is going to be. Next second she squeals and it just confirmed my thoughts and brought a smile to my face. “Hell yeah I want my usual!! You’re the best, Rose! I love you!” I laugh and shake my head. Honestly how her family hasn’t gone deaf yet, I don’t know how. “Okay. I’ll see you at school. Love you, slut.” “Love you more, b***h!” We hang up and I just put my phone in my pocket when I ran into someone.  I felt myself falling and braced for the impact to come but never hit the ground. I felt a very strong and muscular arm wrap around my waist and hold me up. I didn’t realize I closed my eyes until I found myself slowly opening them and came face to face with one the people I never wanted to meet.  Drake f*****g Stokes: the number one bad boy at Angel Crest High. Drake and his best friends, Justin and Alex Bates are the sons of the two richest families in Angel Crest. In everyone’s eyes they are considered Gods but to to me, I just see them as arrogant and annoying stuck up rich people who flaunt the power and look down on everyone around them. “Sorry about that. You good?” I blinked at hearing his voice; it was deep and soothing.  “Yeah. I’m fine. Not like it’s the first time that I almost hit the floor nor would it be the last.” I mumbled the last part. I steadied myself and tried to move out of his arms but his grip tightened and pulled me closer to him. “Um… can y-” “What did you mean?” he cut me off before I could finish talking. “It’s rude to interrupt people, you know.” I looked up at him from under my hood and could of sworn I saw a smile but it was gone within the next second.  “Well I never said I was a nice person, sweetheart. Now, what did you mean by this wasn’t the first or last time you almost hit the floor?” I felt my body tense up and could’ve sworn I stopped breathing for a second. “I’m not your sweetheart so don’t call me that. And why should I tell you anything? I don’t know you and you don’t know me so again, why should I?” “How do you know I don’t know who you are?” “Do you?” when he didn’t say anything back, I knew I got my answer but I couldn’t help but be sarcastic about it; it’s my nature after all. “I’ll take your silence as you don’t. Please let me go.” I tried to move again but he pulled me even closer, to the point where my hands were now squished between his chest and mine. I kept trying to get away from him but his grip was too tight. I felt his other arm wrap around me as I pushed against his chest. I gave up after a few minutes figuring it was useless to keep trying. “Are you done?” I could hear the smirk in his voice and it pissed me off. “For the moment. Can you please let me go?” “I will, after you tell me what you meant about what you said.” I sighed and rested my hands on his chest again, feeling him tense under them.  “Sorry about this position but I don’t really have a choice since your arms are wrapped around me so tight that I can’t even move.” I said with a sarcastic tone which earned me a rumble of deep, masculine laugh from him and believe me when I say; oh my god! If I thought his voice sounded amazing, his laugh was… beautiful. “I’m waiting.” I gritted my teeth, my hands balling into fists.  “If I tell you, will you let me go?” “Maybe. If I like your answer, I will. If i don’t… well we’ll deal with that when we get to that part.” I drew in a deep breath before releasing it.  “I’m very clumsy..” I lied, of course I did. But that was for a good reason, I’m not going to tell the school’s number one badboy anything that he would most likely use against me in the future; if he even remembered me. I raised my head a little bit, making sure my hood stayed on. “I told you now let me go; while I’m asking nicely.” I could of sworn I felt his chest rumble with silent laughter as I felt his arms start to loosen. I started to move away when his hand reached up and pulled my hood fully off my head causing my hair to fall out of the messy bun and cascade down my back in waves. I stood there frozen with my head half raised with some stray pieces of hair moving in front of my face, swaying lightly in the breeze; not knowing what to do.