RosaGabriel was standing outside the door to fifth hour, talking to one of his crew when I walked up.“You can’t seriously have this class?” he asked when I went past him.“Afraid I do. Who on earth would put you in accelerated English? You can barely speak pig Latin.”He pulled his phone from his pocket and looked at his schedule.“Fuck my life,” he said.“It won’t be so bad,” I told him with an insincere smile. “I read the syllabus and we’ll be working on definite and indefinite articles along with phrasal verbs. If you put the word fuck in every sentence, you should at least pass.”He stared at me like I had two heads. My victory was sweet. I turned and entered the room. My ass might have had just a bit of extra swing. Gabriel took the seat next to mine. This was getting to the point that he had to be suspicious.“If you don’t have a pencil, just ask and I’ll loan you one,” I told him sweetly.He didn’t blink while he studied me. The teacher came in and took roll. Gabriel never st
GabrielI’d had Rosa in every single class. I might not be school smart but I wasn’t stupid. Rosa did not have Home-Ec which was a senior requirement for the female students and Phys-Ed was missing from my schedule. There were rumors about Rosa’s brother and his hacking abilities. The rumors weren’t tied to Rochester but I doubted he left the academy without trying. I was sure Rosa hacked the schedules which put her computer abilities up there with her brother.Why would she align my classes with hers? It made no sense. If she wanted to make my life a living hell, this would work. I always thought she just wanted as far away from me as she could get.It was Thursday and I’d survived another day of blue balls. Me and the crew headed to the gym for a workout. Our school didn’t have sports unless you counted fighting. We practiced bare-knuckle carnage, not boxing, but today was about weights and muscle. We cranked the music up and made the freshmen get lost over the next two hours. When
GabrielI got to my hands and knees and spit blood onto the grass.“Gabriel, don’t move.”“Fuck that. I’m getting out of here.”I had no other thought but to get away. The threat was gone but I still needed to move.“I’ll help but stop trying to do it by yourself. Come on.”She placed an arm under my shoulder. It hurt and I sucked in a loud breath.“Don’t stop,” I told her. “Get me out of here.”“Your dorm?”“No.”I leaned against her and got my feet beneath me, then stumbled and went back down. It fucking hurt but I couldn’t tell you where at this point.The next try I was able to stay upright, if unsteadily.“I have a place if you can climb stairs.”“K.” It was the best I could do.I don’t know where she led me until we entered a side door into the school rotunda. She went to the stairs that took us up to the library. It was still early enough for the library to be open, but I only heard silence and I didn’t see anyone around.I couldn’t handle the climb and knew it. She moved past
RosaI have no idea how I got myself into these situations. It happened regularly, though no two were ever the same. I’d dreamed about Gabriel Caruso since I was a freshman. My fantasies were vivid images of him and me doing things that could never happen because he had a fiancée. I’d changed all his classes which he figured out on his own. I shouldn’t be surprised. A rocket scientist wasn’t required to follow the trail I left. Now I had to come up with an explanation that sounded legit.He stayed quiet while I thought about a good answer.“Tell me again why you changed my classes.”Okay, so he wasn’t staying quiet about it. I still didn’t have an explanation that would keep him from knowing the truth.“The truth is, I, um, you needed a break.”“You tried that one.”He jerked slightly and I knew something hurt. Hell, it all hurt; it had to. His face was a mess of swelling and bruises.“I felt like torturing myself,” I finally said. “Don’t say it’s a lie because it’s the absolute truth
GabrielI woke up cold and achy, Rosa no longer beside me. She was gathering items into her backpack. The sun wasn’t up.“Why the rush?” I asked.“Does anyone know where you are?”“Fuck.” Brando would be pissed and I didn’t really give a damn right now.“I bet they’re going crazy. When will they report that you’re missing?”“Never.”“What? Why?”“The last thing they would do is go to staff. At Rochester, they’re like the cops. My crew has already started looking for me, that I can guarantee.”“Where will they look?”“Don’t worry, they won’t look up here.”She tried to hold back her exasperation, but I could hear it in her voice even if I didn’t understand why it was there.“Will they go to Isabella?”Shit. I tried to get up and everything hurt.“Help me stand,” I told her.“I’m not in my dorm and you aren’t in yours. We are both missing. At least check your phone.”My hands went to my pockets and I couldn’t find it.“It fell during the fight, had to.”“You mean the ass kicking because
RosaRochester could be a dangerous place as Gabriel getting his ass kicked proved. I was smart and traveled in the shadows when I came out at night. Maybe it was this time of the morning and the utter quiet that gave me the creeps. The academy had once been a church and there were stories of ghosts and other things that went bump in the night. I’d seen none of it and didn’t have time for an overactive imagination.The phone was in the grass on its side. I scooped it up and turned to hustle back to the library.Brando blocked my way.I didn’t know him. He was huge and he always had Gabriel’s back. The unpleasant expression on his face told me this wouldn’t be fun.“What are you doing?” he asked.My brain went into scramble mode. I tucked the phone under my shirt and tried to make the movement appear natural.“Sneaking back from a good time,” I said cheerily. “What are you doing?”He took a step closer and placed his hand out.“Turn over Gabriel’s fucking phone. Where is he?”“Uh—”He
RosaThe shower felt heavenly. Thoughts of Gabriel filled my head and I leaned back against the tile and let the water wash over me. My hair was in a towel because I wouldn’t have time to dry it. I didn’t have time to soak up the hot water either, but I needed to think.Gabriel was not who I thought he was and it was freaking me out.Yes, he was an asshole, a womanizer, and a thug. Or so I thought. The problem was, he hadn’t spoken badly of Isabella. It had me thinking twice about my perceptions. Gabriel didn’t want to marry her and he’d also defended her. That surprised me the most. I’d heard their arguments along with most of Rochester’s students. They were loud and Isabella was volatile. She was known to throw things and considered entertainment for her deafening screams about her rotten fiancé and his latest sexcapades.A wounded Gabriel was something I never needed to see. It did something to my heart and that was not good. I’d wanted him for so long and dreamed of being with him
Gabriel“How bad is it?” Brando asked after Rosa left.“Hurts,” I groaned and closed my eyes, leaning back slightly to help take the pressure from my ribs.“Playing it up?” he teased.I was too tired to lip him back and simply displayed my middle finger. He didn’t care.“You going to pussy it up here or do you want help to the dorm?”“After the bell I’ll make it back with a smaller audience, thank you.”Brando understood this wasn’t just for the ladies. It was a good time to come for our crew. Armando would be waiting for the news of the beatdown to break. Stopping this news flash was impossible, but I’d be damned if I played into his hands and made it easy on him.We waited fifteen minutes after the class bell rang.“Careful of the ribs,” I told him with a grimace. “They took a lot of heat and I don’t care if I sound like a pussy. Rosa’s not here so I can.”“That’s the Gabe we know and love. Come on, you big oaf.”The only way I could make it was with my arm over his shoulders and mo