"Rose, Mason is here!" my mom called up the stairs.

"Okay I'm coming!" I called back, grabbing my bad and looking at myself one more time in the mirror one before I headed down to greet my friend. When I saw my red headed freckled friend standing at the bottom of the stairs, I smiled. "Hey, Mase." When he turned and looked at me his eyes nearly popped out of his head as he took in my black knee high dress that hugged my body in all the right places. I smirked. "God Mase close your mouth. You're gonna catch flies.

"You look incredible." he breathed, moving forward to kiss my cheek.

"Aw baby, you're making me blush." I smirked, tossing my long brown waves over my shoulder and batting my eye lashes that made my brown eyes stand out. "You don't look so bad yourself big boy." Mason and I could joke around like this cause we were best friends. We'd been best friends since middle school when I was running on the track and wasn't paying attention when I slammed right into him, sending both of us falling to the ground. I yelled at him to watch where he was going and when I got up to walk away dramatically, he smacked my ass. I was pissed. In fact, I turned right back around and punched him in the face. Thus, our friendship was born.

"Do you have everything you need?" my mom Janine asked, reaching for my bag to make sure I had everything. "Money, cell phone? And Mason is dropping you off right?"

"Yes mother, I have everything I need and Mason is dropping me off." I rolled my eyes and grabbed Mason's hand and jerked him to the door. "Bye mom, Don't wait up!" I yelled as I ran to the car.

"Home by eleven!" She yelled, pointing her finger at me. "Or you know what happens.

I groaned and jumped into the passenger seat. When Mason got into the car and started to drive, I leaned forward and switched the station to rock and turned it all the way up, making the car shake. Mason reached over and turned the volume down. "Hey!" I turned in the seat and have him my signature glare.

"You're gonna make us go deaf." he stated matter of factly staring straight ahead at the road.

"Well at least you'll go deaf knowing you were listening to the greatest song ever."

"Unlikely." when I didn't say anything, he turned to look at me and laughed when he saw my glare. "Sorry Rosie. I just love hearing your voice too much to give up my hearing for a shitty rock song.

"Fine." I huffed, leaning back in the seat and crossing my arms. We rode in comfortable silence for the next fifteen minutes when we finally arrived at the club. We parked the car and headed towards the entrance to find our friends. Right when we spotted them, my best friend Lissa's green eyes widened as shee. e squealed and threw her arms around me, her long blonde hair getting in my eyes. "God Liss cut your hair" I laughed and pulled away.

"What, no hug for me?" I turned to see Lissa's boyfriend Christian Ozera smirking at me with his stunning blue eyes shining.

"No offence Sparky, but I'd rather stick needles in my eyes. Then I wouldn't have to look at you." I shot at him, using my famous Rose Hathaway attitude.

"Such a charmer your best friend is babe." He said grabbing Lissa's waste and pulling her closer to him. She rolled her eyes and smacked his chest.

"Not tonight you two. I actually want to have fun." she whined, her pink lips turning into a pout. "Rose where did you tell your mom you were gonna be tonight? There's no way she'd let you come here even it's a club for teens. Remember what happened last time?" she said, eying me suspiciously.

I just shrugged and played with my phone. "Told her we were going to your cousin Amanda's wedding."

"I don't have a cousin Amanda." She frowned.

"I know." I grinned widely. She mumbled something about me being too much of a rebel and turned to talk to Christian. Twenty minutes later we went in the club, and got a booth in the corner where the music wasn't so loud so we could talk while we waited for the rest of our friends. Pretty soon Jill, Sydney, Eddie, and Adrian all joined our table.

"Hey there little bear" Adrian purred in my ear as he slid in next to me, his emerald green eyes full of mischief. I scoffed at the nickname. I hated it. It made me feel like a child. But I guess it does fit me. He gave it to me because of my short temper, and apparently I could hit like a man.

"Get out of my bubble man whore. I'm sure there are plenty of other sluts here who would just love to catch your STDs." I said pushing him out of my space.

He leaned closer wrapped his arm around my shloulder. and whispered "But I only want you." He whispered seductively. I gagged and crawled under the table to get out of his grasp. I'm gonna go get a drink. Anyone coming?"

"Me." Mia Rinaldi said, her blonde ringlets bouncing and as she scooted out of the booth. When we got to the bar we ordered some virgin strawberry dacquries. When they arrived at our table, we all grabbed one.

"Anyone wanna make it not so virgin?" Adrian said, reaching in his coat pocket and grabbing a flask. We all raised our hands and he poured some into our drinks, looking around and making sure no one was looking.

The rest of the night passed by in a blur. I vaguely remembered dancing with some dude named whose name I think was Jesse. Doesn't matter. He was hot. I got home around one, and walked into the dark house trying to close the door as quietly as possible. Just when I thought I had a victory, and reached the stairs, the living room light flicked on. "Shit." I muttered under my breath, turning to faced the wrath.

"Rosemarie Hathaway," she said in a dead calm voice, although the anger was like fire in her eyes. "do you have any idea what time it is?" she hissed standing up and stepping towards me, arms crossed tightly across her chest.

"Lets be calm, and remember all the good things I've done the past couple months." I said putting my hands up and stepping back.

"Not only are you home two hours past curfew, I can smell alcohol on your breath. I'm not gonna fight, so here's how this is gonna go. You're grounded for a month, and when school starts in two days you are to go straight there ands straight back. Am I understood?" She had such venom in her voice I was stunned speechless. She had never been this angry before. I just nodded, and with that, she turned off the lamp and stormed past me up the stairs. Well, I thought, this should be fun.

Two days later Eddie, Christian, Lissa and I were sitting in our first period history class. The room was insanely loud. I was talking animatedly about how unfair my grounding was and mostly everybody else was talking about who the new teacher was gonna be. Our old one, Stan Alto, had to stop teaching. He was fixing his roof when his dog apparently knocked down the ladder. It always made me laugh to picture it. The man was truly an asshole and deserved every bit of it. I was just to plan of getting ungrounded when the room went dead silent. I stopped taking and turned in my seat to see what everyone went so quiet for. There, at the front of the room, was our new teacher. His back was turned so I couldn't see much, but from behind I could tell he easily 6'7", with his shoulder length brown hair pulled into a ponytail at the nape of his neck. Through his blue button up shirt I could see the dude had some serious muscles. I was praying that he'd be as gorgeous in the front as he was in the back, when he turned around and my jaw dropped. He was beautiful. He had a perfect face with high cheekbones and chocolate brown eyes with just the right amount of stubble.

"Hello class, I am Dimitri Belikov, your new history teacher. I know we don't know one another so I thought we'd just take today to get acquainted." Oh god. He had a Russian accent. Just as I was about to melt, our eyes locked. His eyes widened a little bit, then he looked away all too soon. This was going to be a good year.