<div style="text-align: center">Jason's driving was always very erratic and Rose often held onto the handle bars on the ceiling or anything she could grab on to, he was a great drive, just very fast and dangerous. He could easily start driving for NASCAR if he wanted to, she had told him this many times before but he never really thought about it, he seemed content here despite their terrible drunken father and crumby old house, when would things get better? Rose was going to move out as soon as she could, hopefully before their father did anything to her or Jason.<br/>
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Rose sung along to the song that was playing in the car, Take me to church, she often sang along with the music in the car. She found that music helped make her feel happy and wake her up a bit more in the morning, rather than tea. The station that he played his music on was really good, it often played really meaningful songs and that probably why Jason liked it so much, he was a poet at heart, he loved to write poetry but very rarely let Rose or anyone else see any of it maybe he was writing about stuff that were secrets in his poems, it'd be interesting to get her hands on one of those.<br/>
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Rose was getting out of the car when he threw the leather jacket at her, <b>"Hey, I don't want to wear this! It smells like...well like you" </b>She sat it down in the car and picked up her bag as she walked over to Jason and stood in front of him. <b>"No matter what I wear if it rains i'm going to get wet so might as well wear what makes me happy."</b> It also happened to be what made George happy.<br/>
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She didn't want to tell him that George was picking her up but she had to because otherwise he'd think she was missing she brushed red hair back behind her ear nervously. <b>"Right so about that, George is going to pick me up from school today and drive me straight home. You don't need to come get me okay?" </b>She was being careful so that he didn't see the bite mark if he hand't already, he probably did but she had to try.<br/>
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Jason mentioned going to an apartment, he had been trying move out for a while now which would be really great for him but sucks for her because it may mean she'd be alone with her dad unless he took her with him. <b>"Yea i'd love to come see the apartment with you! I take it we'll go when you get back from work yea?" </b>She smiled at him her eyes meeting his.<br/>
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Rose didn't want to give him the chance to respond to the whole George thing or notice the bite mark from last night. she carefully took the umbrella he was offering her, not knowing it was the last one he had. <b>"Alright well, I better go get ready for practice so i'll see you at home after school, Bye bro." </b>She lightly kissed him on the cheek and started to walk towards the school, she was a little cold but she didn't care. Fashion over function. She knew he was going to text her like crazy after she walked away with questions about George and why he was picking her up, she just hoped that he didn't notice the bite mark because if he did, George was in big trouble.<br/>
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Rose went into the school to change into her cheer uniform and then the whole squad was outside to practice. It was cold and going to rain but that didn't stop them. The uniform was white and red and it fit Rose well. The skirt rode very highly on her and the top was too small, her breasts were dying to break free but her coach told her to stay with that one because it was better for the crowds? So her coach was using her as eye candy, great. Rose and the squad went through their practice while the boys did their football stuff. She could see George running around and doing wind sprints to warm up she waved at him in between a set, he waved back at her smiling. The cheer team did a couple of positions and throws to prepare for the game next week but they didn't have a particularly hard practice today.<br/>
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Cheer practice ended and the girls all went inside, Rose changed back into her clothes and went to her locker to grab her things for her classes. She went through her day just like any other, texting in class, taking notes, getting lunch with her friends, the usual stuff. By the end of the day Rose was pretty tired and wished she didn't have to go with George but she told him that she would go with him.<br/>
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She waited outside as it started spitting, Georges car pulled up, it was a black Honda Civic, nothing compared to her brothers car but barely anything could compare to that. She got into the car with him and he pulled out of the pickup lane and drove around to the parking lot and stopped in a parking space. "What are we still doing here?" George looked at her. He wasn't bad looking medium length blonde hair and a fairly muscular build it was clear to see why she was with him.<br/>
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George said to her, <i><b>"Look baby i'm sorry about last night, let me make it up to you....right now!" </b></i>He sprung at her and kissed her, she kissed him back, their tongues exploring each others mouths. Rose could feel his hands riding up shirt and she pushed them out, "Nuh-uh." They went back to kissing and he tried it again, she pushed him off, "Hey! I said no!." As soon as she pushed him away and his head hit the window she could see the fires of hell burning in his eyes. Next thing she knew his wide hand struck her across the face, <b>"AHH!"</b> ,the pain stung her cheek and she shrieked from the initial blow. Tears began to stream down her face as she cried in the car. A red handprint on her cheek was clearly visible he had hit her really hard and it hurt like hell. The rain was beating down like crazy as she sat in the car grasping her cheek and crying in pain.​</div>