𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜
sloan's pov

𝒲𝑒𝒹𝓃𝑒𝓈𝒹𝒶𝓎

the news had died down about rafe's fight with franklin. after breakfast with my brother & wilma i skated to school, rehab (winter in paris) by brent faiyaz playing loudly in my big headphones. i almost got hit by a car again, before i reach harbor high.

kai has been hanging out with kie for the past few days, taking her to work at the wreck after school. sparks are flying.

max and kelce are out in the open, and max has never looked more beautiful. she's opened up vulnerably too with me.

topper is doing exactly what i thought he would parade sarah around, even to the extent of always saying "do you know who my girlfriend is?" every seven seconds in a conversation with someone new.

hands cover my eyes "ready for tonight?" his sultry with a hint of morning voice caresses my ear, as my headphones slid to my neck. i smile as i said "of course i am"

"you told me elegance so i am being graceful all day" i turn to look at him.

"hence this gorgeous outfit" he takes a step back to admire me. his wink causing my cheeks to turn red, as the heat turns my blush brighter. he kisses my cheeks multiple times making me laugh.

currently i am wearing a peasant sleeve corset type of shirt in white, nice blue skirt, and one of my many converse in white. we head inside, the morning announcements are going on when we see sarah arguing with topper probably over something minor.

rafe is singing with brent through my headphones, i just admire him, he has small habits i pick up on. singing softly only with me, he has this stare off into space look that makes you melt, the light freckles you only see up close bounce when he is smiling. when he runs hands, through his hair it's like jumping into a pool.

classes drift and take up time, it isn't until lunch time i see kie and kai sitting together but apart from where we always sit and the group table.

my nose is in a book as i sit on the window seal, my headphones on In Time Main Theme by Craig Armstrong is playing when kie comes to see me briefly "you know i hear that anti social people tend to die alone" her sarcastic tone and facial expression provide great contrast. i start to laugh, "have you even seen your pogues lately?"

"no, i've been swamped, work, and this homework is major on the time consuming"

i nod, "i bet they miss us"

"sure enough yes but i know JJ misses you the most. pope told me about your last fight that it was so bad JJ spiraled after. you guys haven't spoken since?" she gives me raised brows. that was over 3 months ago, i didn't want to stop speaking to him but he couldn't handle the truth about any of it.

"no we have not, he words exactly "i never want to see you again" so that is what i did. made sure he never saw me" i could feel the tears but i push back the feeling as much as i can.

i continue, "i miss john b, and pope. i'll try to go see them one of these days. come with me?"

"i just might, let me go back to kai before he eats all my lunch"

i smile at her as she departs i go back to reading. before lunch is over as i eat i can't help but reminisce on my early morning surf. the waves, cool refreshing water, how the sun felt on my face, the sand beneath my feet. i shiver a bit as i miss the feeling, it was like escaping reality, i let everything go.

glancing around the lunchroom, i spot my target. what's odd about the lunchroom is that this invisible code starts as soon as you enter.

stealing some of his chips before kissing him in front of all of our class. the smile on his face as i back away turning to go get my things for next class since the bell will ring in three.. two...

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once i get to my house i rush inside to get ready for my date, all i know is i need to be elegant. no other specifics barely any nerves i just feel really aligned. ever since this morning i've felt different. my bruise hasn't hurt as much.

even at the nurses office today she said it was already starting to heal and it's only been a day.

my brother is doing research on home births, wilma wants to have one. their going to be interviewing doulas tomorrow afternoon. mark is a doctor, he's one of four for the outer banks. his speciality is cardio, he's a surgeon as of late no surgery's just regular patients, regular injuries. he works at a private clinic with all the other doctors.

wilma is a history teacher she got placed on bed rest. her substitute teacher is doing well though from what wilma has told me.

i find my dress it's similar to my shirt in that it is peasant sleeved, with a corset only it's a dress with a slit. in the color lilac, my shoes are stilettos. before i get a chance to head to the shower rafe is facetiming me. "what's up?" he said smiling. "not much about to go shower and start getting ready"

"i can't wait to see you"

i smile, "i can't wait to see you i'm super excited"

"i just called to look at you, i didn't see much of you today"

i smile because that's all i can do sometimes when it comes to him. we hang up, the anticipation is killing me, at our lockers today he told me he'd be picking me up at 7:15. it's currently 4 but i wanted to take my time on my makeup, and presentation. i shower for what feels like 45 minutes, i am singing my heart away. i can tell mark is going crazy because wilma is singing as my speaker blasts from my room.

"you started this" he said as he passes my room to head into his office. i hold my hands up "it's the music" he nods as he starts to rap. i laugh until i feel tears, priceless moment. i dance around as i get dressed into my silk slip, i lotion my body to perfection. i sit at my vanity smiling to myself as i start my make up routine. i finish in about 15 minutes it's only light makeup. boy brow from glossier, their blush, and their lip gloss but that's for when rafe arrives. for now lip balm. my mascara looks really good almost like falsies.

i finally turn off my music, which receives a clap from my brother. wilma was mid song so i hear her. that last sade note. i start to read and realize i need to take my pills. i run down to get them & water.

i take them, wilma comes into the kitchen "my darling you look ravishing, beautiful, i can't wait to see the dress!" she places her hand on her stomach. all i can do is hug her, wilma has been like a second mom.

"thank you, i really appreciate it. speaking of which would you happen to know the time?"

"it is 6:55"

"oh i have nineteen minutes to put on my outfit and fix my hair" i scramble upstairs. wilma chuckles at me as i head up.

𓆙𓆙𓆙

i slick my hair down into a tight ponytail. i put on the dress feet first. sometimes over the head ruins the allure or even the makeup. i apply my lip gloss, pack my little faux crocodile handbag, never real animals harmed. go green. portable charger, check. back up makeup, check. house keys, check. wallet, check. phone, check. done.

the doorbell rings, i hear talking. "sloan! rafe's here!"

i spritz my perfume, put on my heels, one last look in the mirror with a smile and affirmation. making my descent towards the stairs, he's in a beautiful tux, no tie, the first two buttons opened. it's a beautiful blue. mark had already introduced himself so did wilma.

"you look magnificent" he smiles at me then hands me a bouquet of white roses. i smell them then run to put them in the empty vase on the island. rafe is chatting more with my guardians who are really pleased with him, it seems. they invite him to dinner.

"better be off now" i said as i hold his arm. my brother makes us wait to take a photo of us. so prommm! i internally scream. we smile for the photo then leave.

opening the door for me rafe leans forward and whispers seductively into my ear "all i want to do is tear you out of this sexy dress. and fuck you with those heels on" he smirks as he heads to his side of the car. the goosebumps and screams of my libido.

i finally breathe, as i get in. settling in i fan myself for a quick moment in fear i'd faint.

he's never spoken to me like that so i am intrigued on where the night will take us.

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𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝....

𝒜𝓊𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓇𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝑒:

had to cut this one short, it would've been a really longggg one. the next two chapters are split into two parts. sloan's point of view & rafe's point of view. same chapter, same flow but from different perspectives.

𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗶𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗲!
𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚂𝚞𝚗𝙹𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚕☀︎︎