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Rose pulled my lips down to hers before pulling herself out of bed by my shoulders. Instead of changing into regular clothes, she stayed in the ones she'd slept in and pulled my hoodie over her head, the huge, ugly maroon one she'd stolen from me a few weeks before. Somehow it looked a lot less hideous when she wore it. I chuckled quietly, amused that she'd remembered where it was. "Okay, let's go," she said. Grabbing her hand, I led her through the kitchen and out the door.

The sun still hadn't risen when we walked straight to the woods through the hole in the fence, the same one we'd slipped through the day we'd met. The forest was dark, but I still managed not to trip over anything. I held onto Rose's hand the whole time and kept my other hand on the small of her back to make sure she didn't fall. Pretty soon, we'd arrived at our destination. It was a large clearing with a small pond, filled with grass that came up to our knees. I wasn't sure how many people knew about this place; as far as I knew, it was only me, Drew, his girlfriend Paisley, a few of our friends, and now Rose. We used to swim here in the summers, but I hadn't been here in over a year. Now, I had a reason.

I turned toward Rose, wondering what she thought of this. It was so dark that our surroundings were barely visible--the moon had set, but the sun wasn't up yet. "My friends and I used to come here all the time." Then, towards the east, I saw a little bit of light peeking over the horizon. This was exactly what I'd wanted to show her. "Look," I said, pointing. "This is the only place I've ever been able to watch the sunrise." Everywhere else in the area was too densely packed with trees. I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her to my side as I watched the sun come little by little into view.

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Rose watched the sunset for a moment and then slid down to the ground, pulling me down with her. I would've done so anyway, but she wrapped my arm around her shoulder. I tightened my grip and pulled her close, just as a light breeze caught her hair, blowing it towards me. I could smell her shampoo; it smelled fresh, like a waterfall, or maybe springtime. "That's beautiful, Trey." I looked down at her, but then I noticed her eyes weren't focused on the sunrise. She'd been looking at me. "No. Not that. You," she said, confirming it.

"Really?" I said to her, in mock disbelief. "We walk all the way through the dark woods to get here, and I show you a sunrise, but all you look at is me?" I laughed, making sure she knew I wasn't really mad at her.

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"And I give you the perfect opportunity to kiss me, and you ask me why I'm looking at you?" Rose retorted with a giggle. Oh, she was good. But I wasn't letting her win that easily. She obviously wanted me to kiss her, but I didn't--instead, I decided to play around for a minute while the opportunity was there. "Well, I was going to surprise you and kiss you while you were watching the very romantic sunrise instead of me, but I guess the secret's out now," I teased at her, throwing my arms in the air before falling back onto the grass. My efforts at being romantic with the sunrise and everything had utterly failed, but I had a feeling Rose wouldn't mind. At least we were alone, away from the ever-present hawk-like gazes of my mother and father.

{ooc- sorry for the lateness}

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I expected Rose to come up with some kind of clever retort, but she didn't say anything. She let out a very large and exaggerated sigh of defeat and flopped down into the grass, but instead of laying next to me as I'd thought she would, her head landed in my lap. Her hand guided mine to her hair, and I automatically began running my fingers through it, loosening the tangles just like I knew she was silently hoping for me to do. Brushing my fingers through her hair was something I loved just as much as she probably did--it was silky and soft, and it felt so delicate in my rough, calloused fingers that sometime I felt like it would tear if I wasn't careful enough.

We layed in the grass this way until the sun had risen, and the horizon had changed from red and orange back to its original blue color. The repetitive motion of my hands brushing through Rose's hair had almost the same effect on me as a rocking chair had on a baby. Soon I'd drifted off to sleep.

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The insides of my eyelids had been black, but now, with the sunlight hitting them, they were a dark red. Before I knew it, it became so bright that they were forced open. For a moment, I just sat there, turning my head slightly so I could watch Rose as she slept peacefully. But then my senses returned to me, and I realized that we'd been asleep for hours. Judging by the position of the sun, it was probably about noon already. Well, that's what you get for waking up early, I guess--you just drift off to sleep again. My parents were probably worried out of their minds! I looked at Rose, who was still dreaming away the day. She looked so content, I almost didn't want to say anything to her to disturb her. But I had to, didn't I? We had to leave, or we'd get in trouble later.

Then again... When would we be able to be alone again? It might be a long time before we'd be able to get away from my parents long enough to come do something like this, especially since we'd have to tell them why we'd been gone today. So... why not enjoy it while it lasted? We were in ankle-deep anyways, so would it be such a bad thing to wade in to our knees? No, we could stay a bit longer. The world could turn without for us for a little while.

"Rose," I whispered in her ear, brushing a few strands away from her cheek. Glancing at the pond, I wondered if she'd be against the idea I had. It was warm enough for it, and the water in the pond wasn't too cold anyway. "Wake up, it's noon. We're going swimming." My smile grew so wide it was almost maniacal.

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Rose didn't give me much of an answer, just the questioning cock of an eyebrow and a groan which could've meant anything. She didn't seem all too ecstatic about my idea--maybe she didn't like swimming, or maybe she was just being lazy. My gaze pressed her for an answer, but in return, her hand grazed along my jaw and twirled my dark hair around in her fingers. I smiled down at her as my eyes slowly drank in her features, her full, red lips, her fair skin, her dark eyelashes that fluttered softly every few seconds. My finger wounds themselves in her soft brown hair, slowly combing out the tangles that had gathered there while she'd slept. The most beautiful girl in District Seven, I thought, and to think, I just happened to stumble across her in the woods.

Leaning down closer to her, I touched my forehead to hers before angling my head so our noses were touching, too. "Swimming," I said again, letting my eyelids drift lightly closed and savoring the feel of her soft, warm skin against mine. "C'mon Rose--" I let my top lip brush lightly against her pouty bottom lip, teasing her into agreeing with me. "Try it. It'll be fun."

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Rose sat up and crossed her arms over her chest in what must have been an attempt to look serious. She just ended up looking cute, as always. She scooted around until she got comfortable. "Okay, sneaky thing you," she teased, poking me in the ribs. I fought back a grin as she continued. "I'm going to need a bit more convincing than that. I'm not the biggest fan of walking home in dripping clothes. You're going to have to make it worth while for me." That was the funny part--I hadn't planned on wearing clothes in the first place. I hoped she wouldn't get freaked out over my idea. There was nothing wrong with skinny dipping, after all, and why pass up such a perfect opportunity to go swimming? I couldn't contain my chuckle this time. "Who ever said anything about clothes?" I asked her rhetorically, waggling my eyebrows and grinning. "Bathing suits are for old people who need to hide their wrinkles." I lifted up my shirt like a little kid inspecting his bellybutton and pointed. "I don't see any wrinkles, do you?"

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