Callie Rose:

After leaving Evan's house, I walked down the street for five minutes panicking a little thinking I was lost but then had the biggest sigh of relief when the driver pulled up in his car beside me.

He stared at me with a look of disgust as he told me to get in the car, he was supposed to pick me up earlier than now and claimed he missed an important event he was originally supposed to be free for because of me.

It turned out my phone had a tracking app that I didn't know of that notified my parents when I left school when I wasn't supposed too.
When I got home I received a call from them scolding me, they asked me what happened but I decided against letting them know, they probably wouldn't care and even if they did they wouldn't be doing anything much about it.

It wasn't easy to lie to my parents, especially considering the fact that I had never done it before, I felt guilty but I saw no reason to tell them the truth either, if I did Lord knows what they would do, I didn't want them to pull me out of school with only one day in, I wanted a high school experience more than anything and I wasn't going to let this small misunderstanding stand in the way of me getting it.

Though I didn't think much about what happened I still felt disgusted by it, I hated the way those boys hands felt on my body, it felt dirty and violating, and I never wanted anything like that to happen to me ever again.

I hopped in the shower after talking to my parents over the phone and made sure to harshly scrub my skin till it was sore and red. I knew it wouldn't erase what happened but it made me feel slightly clean at least for a few hours before returning back to my original state.

That night as I lay in bed, I think about what happened at school today, I think about Evan, the way I got nervous when we were in close proximity, the way my skin tingled when his met mine, the way I felt when he called me Rosie.

I didn't know what to think about him, I knew I was grateful to him for saving me, I had no idea what would have gone down if he didn't, and he made me feel nice, unlike the way I felt with the boys from school.

I wasn't totally clueless I knew what these feelings were, but I needed them to leave more than anything, I was engaged to be married and even if I didn't want to, it was a way for me to show gratitude to my parents for everything they had ever done for me.

I try to convince myself the way I felt about Evan wasn't a crime, I thought he was handsome and he made me feel certain ways which were normal, but I needed to get rid of those feelings, which would be easy to do, it's not like Evan and I were friends or anything what were the odds we would ever even speak again, I surely didn't have enough courage to go up to him and talk so us talking again would be highly unlikely unless he approached me.

My mood brightens up a bit when I remember Rowan and Grayson, at least I made some friends, so apart from everything else that happened towards the end of the day my first day of school was decent.

After calming my thoughts I finally go to sleep with thoughts of tomorrow.

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The weekend couldn't come soon enough.

The week was uneventful, I woke up went to school came back did homework and went to bed, apart from engaging with Rowan daily which was mostly what kept me sane I didn't really talk to anyone else, I didn't see much of Evan the whole week, we had one class together which he rarely showed up to and when he tried to reach out to me I tried my best to avoid him, my routine went on repeat for the next four days until my parents came back.

Soon enough it was Saturday, I would be meeting the family I was marrying into today and to say I was nervous was an understatement, I desperately wondered what they would think of me, I wasn't like the people they surrounded themselves with and I was awfully awkward with people I wasn't familiar with.

The night before my head filled with thoughts of the thousands of outcomes the next day could have. I tried my best to think positive but was having a hard time doing so.

That day I tried to do many things to pass time usually if I wasn't enrolled in school, I would be having some lessons now, but I was free so I decided to read a book while taking a walk around the house to keep me busy.

At around six O'clock I start to get ready and slip on the dress that my mother had originally told me to wear, it was a nice white dress with spaghetti straps and it was a little tight around the hip area after putting it on, I wear my shoes and then make my way down the stairs on getting there my parents are seated on the couch waiting for me.

My mother rolls her eyes at me "It's about time, does it take you a year to put on clothes or what?"

"I'm sorry mother" I mutter, "I wasn't aware I was taking up too much time."

"Whatever that doesn't matter now I suggest we leave before we get late" my father brushes off and stands up from his position on the couch.

The car ride is silent none of us say anything to each other as we drive to the Parker residence, it wasn't even a long drive and before I knew it we were pulling up to a large gate which opened revealing a beautiful mansion, it was all really lovely but my nerves didn't allow me to fully admire the beauty of the place I was situated in.

We get out of the car and a man directs us inside where we see a middle aged man and and woman seated on the chair, on seeing us they both stand up and shake hands with my parents, giving friendly greetings, I stand in the back awkwardly as they talk for a while before my parents finally introduce me.

"Well, this is our daughter Callie" my mother places her hands on both sides of my shoulder as she slowly moves me in front of her as if to show them that I was here.

"Hello, nice to meet you both" I shake hands with them both and Mrs. Parker smiles at me.

"Hi dear, you're really beautiful aren't you?" Mrs. Parker says and rests her palm on my arm. My cheeks lighten at her words, she looked genuine as she talked.

"Thank you, Mrs Parker" I reply,
She smiles at me again and my nerves calm down a little bit, I'm happy they like me.

"Our son is running a bit late we apologize"
"Oh it's alright we'll wait for him it's no problem"

Footsteps are heard as someone walks to the direction of the room we are in and my head swiftly turns to the direction of the sound.

I see Evan in a suit, he looked really good but that was far from the point, what was he doing here?.
When his eyes meet mine it morphs into an expression of shock.
"What the fuck is she doing here?"

I stare at the beauty in front of me with wide eyes, two middle aged people stand behind her and it doesn't take me long to discover she was the one my parents wanted me to get married to.

Her head is down as I let out a shout from seeing her.
I didn't mean for my words to be so harsh but I couldn't help myself I was furious what were the odds that she would be the one I was engaged to.

"Evan, we have guests and I ask that you maybe not talk like that infront of them"

I'm about to lash out at my mother but before doing so I see how broken and fragile Rosie looks, I didn't want to do this in front of her so I decide to do it after they leave.

"Let's eat, shall we?"
We all go to the table and some servants bring us food, I'm seated across from Rosie and she fumbles with her fingers the whole time, she looked cute but I could also tell she was nervous, she eats slowly and only talks when spoken to.

I watch her carefully which I know seems kind of creepy but I couldn't help myself, her hands were shaky as she picked up her fork and tried her best to bite into her food. She picks up a glass of water and due to shaky hands accidentally spills it on herself, s okie of the contents pour onto her mother, and she turns to her with a scorn look.

"What is your problem?, can't you do anything right?" she's full on shouting now and I glare at her, why the hell was the bitch so pressed it was only water it's not like it would be visible in thirty minutes.

Rosie's head is bent down something I now notice she does a lot when she felt humiliated or embarrassed, she's at the verge of tears as she speaks up in what I expect to be a comeback to her mother but it's not.

"I-I'm really sorry Mother I didn't mean to it was an accident plea-"

"You're always so clumsy what exactly is your problem" I glare holes into the center of her mothers head and no one even defends her, her dad just carries on with his eating engaging mine in conversation and my Mom was too much of a coward to stand up for herself let alone another person.

"Sorry about our daughter, she's very accident prone and not the brightest either, she always does things like this"

"How about you not talk to her that way" my voice is challenging and immediately the table goes silent as Rosie's mother turns her head to my direction trying to mask an ugly look.

"Well, why don't we adults go outside and talk for a bit and leave the kids to talk" my father beams standing up from his chair and Rosies parents go with him without hesitation leaving me and her alone.

I stand up from my chair and make my way over to her.

"Are you okay Rosie?"

"Yes, I'm fine why wouldn't I be?" I sigh as she tries to make conversation.

"Your parents seem nice and you have a lovely home too"

"Firstly this is not my home and second, why the hell did you let your mom talk to you like that"

"Like what?" she seems genuinely clueless as to what I was saying.

"What do you mean 'like what' she basically insulting you infront of my parents, doesn't that bother you?"

"She was only angry I spilt water on her, I was wrong so she had every right to say those things to me"

"Don't say that, Rosie no one has a right to blatantly insult you like that, no one, not even your parents"

I move closer to her as she bites her lips, my gaze focuses on them, they look luscious and inviting and all I want to do is claim them, but I don't.
I still didn't know what to think about this whole engagement stuff, I had originally planned to get whoever I was being engaged hate me so much they would eventually give up and tell their parents they couldn't do it anymore but that was before I discovered it was Rosie, she didn't deserve that, she didn't deserve any of this, she deserved someone who could love her and take care of her and as much as I hated to admit it that person couldn't be me.

"What do you think of this?"

"The marriage?," I nod "Well I think it's good we're doing this to help out our parents it will be good for the company as well so it's a good thing"

"Yeah whatever who cares about the fucking company Rose,  I'm talking about you what do you think about this do you even want it?" I get angry at her, from what I could see she never put herself first and it infuriated me because she deserved to think about her own interests, she didn't owe her life anyone, definitely and especially not to her parents.

"I- um I don't know, I may not want it, but I have no choice I have to do this"

"No, no you don't have to, not if you don't want to" I stop myself for a second, why exactly was I trying so hard to convince her not to do this. I was obviously attracted to her and this way it would be easier for me to get her seeing as she was clearly unexperienced and we were going to get married anyways, but no as I said before Rosie deserved more than that and there was something about the girl that stood in front of me that made me feel things I had never felt before.

"I want to, I do want to and even if I didn't it's not like there is a way for me to get out of it. I would never do that to my parents ever".

Her words infuriated me, she placed her parents on some pedestal and they were no where near being worthy of someone like her, she was so pure and kind unlike anyone I'd ever met, it was beautiful, she was was beautiful beyond anything ever. I had no words as I stared at the beauty infront of me.

Suddenly I get an idea, Rosie was being stubborn yeah but two can play at that game. I look to her with a smug look before speaking the words that make her jaw drop.

"Fine then, go out with me"

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