When Ash kissed Rose's cheek, blush was there as well. She smiled as she was given a wink by her best friend, for once she was hopeful that there actually could be more between her and Ash. But she wouldn't hold onto this just in case nothing happened. She didn't want to get her hopes up and then get her heart broken. God knows that the last time she got her heart broken she almost died as she bled out in a bathtub. She gave a soft shiver as she though back on that night, not wanting to think about it as she softly shook her head, dismissing the dark thoughts.<br/><br/>She gave a soft giggle at the words her friend said about her step mother. Before she could say anything, Ash took her hand and basically dragged her out of her room and down the stairs and out the front door to her truck. Rose looked back at the house as the movers had finally left, her father standing in the door frame, his arms crossed over his chest in anger. She looked back at Ash, and opened the door with a smile on her face. Her heart raced as she got in the truck, she took a look at her father before doing something completely insane.<br/><br/>Rose leaned over, took her friends face in her hands and landed a soft but passionate kiss on her lips. She did it half out of spite but mostly because she has been wanting to do that since she was a teenager. And it felt good to break the rules. She looked at her best friend, a satisfied smile on her face as she gave her a wink.<br/>"Let's go." She said in the most seductive voice she could possibly muster up. She turned, took one last look at her disappointed father. On top of all she had done, she raised her hand and flipped him off, a grin on her face. Rose had never felt so alive in her whole life. Ash brought out a different side of her, and she loved it.