Resisting Change

"You think I'm going to change so easy for you? You can hope all you want, but it won't happen."

"Everyone changes for me eventually. Some just take longer than others."

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At Rosewood High there are several stereotypical teenagers. There are the girls who are beautiful and well known. Boys who are handsome and definitely players. Then you have the shy girls and the shy boys that no one but the teachers knew.

Meet 17 year old Rose Bunk. She's a good girl. Always does her work and aces her classes. She doesn't get in fights. She doesn't argue with her fellow classmates or her teachers. She's just invisible and wants to stay that way.

Meet 18 year old Shane Kraston. He's anything but good. He rarely does his work and fails most classes. He gets in fights. He argues with his fellow classmates and his teachers. He's very well known and wants to stay that way.

They wanted nothing to do with each other before this. In fact, Shane didn't even know that Rose existed. Rose and Shane's worlds collide when they find out that their parents know each other. Their worlds collide even more when they're told that they are to be married as soon as high school finishes.

Maybe Shane will finally have someone to calm his bad boy nature and Rose might finally have someone to teach her how to have some fun. But then again both of them could be even more broken than before.

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Rose's POV

I finished pulling my hair up and I wiped the last layer of mascara on my eyelashes and looked in the mirror to make sure my makeup was perfect. The last thing I did to my face was smear on red lipstick.

Next was to put on my outfit. I had chosen a red knee length dress that had no sleeves and a high neckline. I matched it with black heels and I had my nails painted black. I slipped on my ring that I always wore and looked in the mirror at my reflection.

I. Looked. Hot.

I walked around my room a bit in my heels just to get warmed up to them. After my tenth lap around my room I heard the doorbell and made my way to Lilly's room.

The plan was for my dad to open the door and the guests meet my mom by the staircase. I'm expected to tell Lilly to go down the stairs and then wait for my mom to call me down.

I didn't see why this dinner was such a big deal. It was just a few of my dad's friends and their kids. But whatever. My parents were always ones to make a big deal out of nothing so I guess it is what it is.

"Lilly are you ready, hun?" I knocked on her door.

"I don't like this dress," she opened the door.

"Why not? It looks really good on you," I looked down at her little white flowery dress.

"It makes me look weird," she pouted.

"Lills you beautiful all the time," I tucked a little curl behind her ear.

"Are you sure, RoRo?" She asked, a little unsure of herself.

"Positive," I kissed her nose.

She smiled and went to the staircase just as I heard mom talking about her. That meant it was time for me to send her down.

"Go downstairs Lilly," I told her.

She nodded and made her way down there. I could faintly make out  another woman talking about how adorable Lilly was.

"Rose!" Mom yelled up the stairs.

I took a deep breath and carefully went down the stairs holding on to the banister.

"Oh, you're gorgeous! I haven't seen you since you were Lilly's age," an unknown woman said.

I looked to her side and saw someone who I'm guessing is her husband. I didn't recognize either of them.

"Thank you. And I'm sorry but I can't say that I remember you," I smiled sheepishly.

"That's alright, honey. We didn't expect you to," her husband said.

"Rose, this is Mr. and Mrs. Kraston, their daughter Aspen and their son Shane," my dad introduced them.

Wait... did he say... Shane Kraston?

I looked up and my eyes widened. His were already wide.

"I expect you two know each other?" My Mom asked.

"Yes, we have some classes together," he nodded and answered for me.

I was too shocked to even say anything. He cleans up nice too. He's wearing a black suit and his hair is how it normally is. He looked at me and our gazes met. I quickly looked away and smiled at my mom.

"Yeah, he's friends with Tyler," I nodded.

"I'll show you to the dining room," my dad started leading them out of the room.

Everyone left except Shane. I looked down at my feet and I could feel his eyes on me.

"You look better than usual. Then again, I never look at you. You're invisible in school. The only reason I know who you are is because of Tyler," I could tell he was smirking.

"You clean up well, too," I said awkwardly, "And I like being invisible thank you very much."

"Well please show me to the dining room, Rosalind," he said in a taunting voice.

"Don't. Call. Me. That." I said each word slowly.

"You have to deserve a nickname to have one," he told me.

I rolled my eyes and stomped off to the dining room. I could hear his footsteps behind me. Everyone's eyes were on us when we got there. And the only two seats open were right next to each other. Lucky me.

I took my seat and started putting food on my plate. I made sure to scoot as far as I could away from Shane.

My parents asked Shane about himself as his parents did the same with me all throughout dinner. They were the usual questions about school, hobbies, and dreams and ambitions.

By the end of dinner everyone had ran out of questions and I could tell they had something to say.

"Lilly, how about you shown Aspen your room?" My Mom suggested.

This was getting weird. What was going on?

"Yeah! You wanna see?!" Lilly screamed at Aspen.

"Sure," Aspen giggled.

We all watched them go up the stairs and then the parents all looked at Shane and I.

"Is there something you want to say?" I asked.

"Yes. We have something very important to tell you two and I want you to know now that we are not joking," Mr. Kraston said carefully.

Shane and I looked at each other with confusion in our eyes.

"We all used to be great friends in high school and we wanted our children to be great friends as well," Dad started out.

"We also wanted our kids to end up together. We wanted our families to be combined one day and so we made a plan when Rose was born," Mrs. Kraston continued.

"We planned an arranged marriage between you two. Right now you will get to know each other and when school is over you will get married," Mom ended.

All I could do was shake my head. This isn't what I wanted. I wanted to marry the love of my life, not someone I didn't even know. I know that I said I had a crush on him but I never thought it would go anywhere. I never thought something like this would happen.

This wasn't supposed to happen. This isn't what I want.

"No. No you can't," I felt my eyes watering.

"Yes we can. It won't be so bad. You just don't know each other," Dad said.

"But Dad you know this isn't what I want. I want to marry someone I love but all he does is piss me off!" I yelled then I gasped. I never cuss. I know that isn't really a terrible word but I don't like saying those words.

Shane's POV

I was still trying to process everything that was said when Rosalind started yelling. Saying how they can't do this.

I didn't want it either. I was the school player. A new girl every week. I couldn't settle for someone. Especially not her. She was a goody goody and not my type at all. But she wasn't bad looking. And if I had to I might be able to settle for her but I don't want to.

"But Dad you know this isn't what I want. I want to marry someone I love but all he does is piss me off!" She yelled and then gasped. Probably because she said a "bad" word.

"You think I want this? I don't do relationships and they're expecting me to settle for you," I snapped at her.

"Shane!" My Mom gasped.

"What Mom? It's true. I'm way out of her league and she knows it. This is so stupid!" I stood up and stormed out of the room and put the front door.

"Shane!" My Dad yelled and ran after me.

I stopped at the bottom of the stairs and pulled at my hair. I probably shouldn't have said all of that. I need to look at it from our parents point of view. This is what they want. And if my parents think it's okay then there must be something about her they think I'll like.

"I know this is sudden but it's something you're going to have to deal with. Maybe you'll learn to like each other. And what you said in there about Rose was very wrong. You don't talk about females like that," he said firmly.

"Well what do you want me to think, Dad? One day I'm being my player self and then you suddenly tell me that I'm going to get married at the end of the school year. What the fuck," I argued.

"I want you to go up to Rose's room and apologize to her. I want you to get to know her a little bit while your mom, her parents, and I plan things," he said calmly.

"And why should I do that?" I snapped.

"Because if you don't you're not allowed to play basketball for the rest of the month," he crossed his arms.

I groaned and made my way to her room. There was nothing we could say to make them change their minds so we might as well embrace what will happen. Maybe she's not that bad.

There's also the fact that if she will be my wife, she's mine. All mine. And she's a good girl so she probably hasn't had her first anything. I get an untouched girl. I've never had someone that only I have touched. Not that I was planning on touching her any time soon. Normally I would but I have to gain her trust first. She's not just going to be some hump and dump. She's going to be my forever whether I like it or not. I've got to treat her with respect for her to trust me.

I got to the top of the stairs and looked at the many doors. There's no way I'll be able to tell which one is hers.

"It's that one," a little girl said.

I turned around to see Lilly pointing at a door down the hall.

"What is?" I asked.

"Rose's room. Don't hurt her anymore though. I'll pull your hair if you do," she glared at me.

"I won't" I gave her a small smile.

Damn, that little girl was scary as hell. I knocked on the door she pointed to and waited for a response.

"Go away," I heard Rose's sobbing voice.

I rolled my eyes and walked through the door anyway.

"I said go away!" She screamed and threw a pillow at me without even looking in my direction.

"What if it was Lilly that walked through the door, huh?" I shut the door and leaned on it.

"I knew it wasn't. I heard you and your Dad from the balcony. I don't want to talk to you. I don't want to get to know you. I don't want to marry you. I don't want you," she stood up from her bed and walked over to the mirror on her wall to fix her makeup.

"I don't want anything to do with you either but our parents want us to be together and there's nothing we can do about it."

"We can refuse until they let it go," she said hopefully.

"It won't work. The only thing we can do is get to know each other and hope we become friends," I spoke my thoughts, "And maybe we can be friends. You never know."

"I don't want to be your friend," she glared.

"Well too bad. As of today you are mine you got that?"

"I'm no ones."

"Oh you're going to have to get over that because I'm very possessive and since you are my bride to be I will be possessive over you." I said as I walked closer to her.

With every step I took towards her she took a step back until she ran into a wall. I finally got to her and pressed myself up against her.

"You... are mine," I put my hands on either sides of her head and whispered in her ear.

"I-I am no ones," she repeated.

"You will be my wife and I will be your husband. So yes.. you are mine."

All she did was stand there with her eyes shut tight. She couldn't move. She couldn't talk. Then again, I wouldn't let her.

I stood there for a few more seconds then backed away slowly. I felt kind of bad looking at how scared she looked with her eyes still shut and her lips sucked into her mouth. Key words kind of.

"Oh don't look so scared. I didn't even do anything to you," I scoffed.

"But you could have," she replied with several voice cracks like she was holding back tears.

"But I won't. I may be possessive and a little scary at times but I've never hit a girl and I don't plan on it," I took her hand in mine softly.

"If we're going to be married that means we're technically together right now. Which means you can't go sleeping around like you always do," she told me once she calmed down.

"I know. I'm thinking we need to come off as friends first and then tell people that we're together. We don't need to tell people that it was arranged though," I said.

She nodded, "Yeah. So Monday we'll start as friends. We're going to have to get to know each other."

"Oh but not even five minutes ago that's not what you wanted," I said sarcastically.

"Well you changed my mind," she snapped, "I realized that nothing will change their minds so we'll have to get along."

*knock knock*

"Yeah," Rose called out.

My dad and her dad came into the room. Mine started first.

"Since you two seem to be getting along a little better-"

"What makes you think that?" I snapped.

"Because I don't hear you yelling anymore," he said," anyway. On Saturday I want you to stay the night with her to get to know her more."

"But I have a competition tomorrow. I'll get home really late," she complained.

"Then he can go with you. I'm sure Lindsey will let him drive you instead of you riding the bus," Mr. Bunk told her.

She groaned and went to what I'm assuming is her bathroom. I wonder what she has competition for?

"You have to pick me up at 7 am," she called out from the bathroom.

"Now I expect when you stay here for no funny business to go on," dad narrowed his eyes at me.

"Oh let them be kids. He's eighteen and she's almost eighteen," her dad said.

I raised my eyebrows in shock. I really didn't expect that to come from him.

"Dad please stop. Nothing is going to go on no matter how much you want it to," Rose came out in a pair of spandex and a t shirt. Damn she looked good in it, too.

"Alright alright. It's not my fault I want grandkids soon," he joked.

Rose rolled her eyes and pushed him and my dad out of the room, "Sorry about him. He just can't help himself sometimes."

"Oh it's not a problem. But I'm just telling you now that I'm not going to try and get in your pants any time soon. I hardly know you."

"That's never stopped you before," she snapped at me as she jumped onto her big bed.

"Yeah but they were all sluts. You're going to be my wife," I sat beside her.

"Whatever. Can you just go now? I already have to deal with you tomorrow."

"Good night," I chuckled as I walked out of her room.

She really was beautiful. I never realized that before. But I had never even noticed her before either. Besides that time in the ninth grade. She had just the right personality for me. Well, almost. If only she was more confident. And it would be great if she kept that mouth shut. She should probably do something about her emotional problems too. Wow, I guess I want to change more about her than I thought.

I would never tell her any of this though. And she'll change eventually for me. Everyone does.

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So what do you think? I hope you guys like it!

~Valerie

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