A Date

Anaya's POV

"What?" I blinked. In cases like this, I had to be sure why one of the trio would need my help for anything at all. They were perfect with no flaws! I saw him holding a book so I guessed for an assignment? But they always aced their exams.

"Can I come in?" He asked again and I relaxed. Normally, Darius would have just barged in. Now that I thought about it, none of the twins had ever been in my room before.

"Sure." I stepped away from the entrance so he would pass through. "Okay, so I have a confession to make." He began to say as soon as we'd both sat down on the bed.

"What's that?"

"I love literature, but it's fucking hard right now. I'm supposed to outline the basics of writing a novel, and what's worse, I can't just cheat my way in. I have to explain to the whole class next week Friday!" Worry etched on his face as he talked. Dean looked so cute, especially when it seemed like he'd just pouted his lips. I nearly blurted out in a giggle at how cute he was.

Straightening my face, I stretched out my hand to take his book. He gave it to me and I smiled. "You've made the right decision coming to me, my friend." I said in a teasing tone. Dean obviously didn't smile, rather, he just glared at me waiting to see the end of what I meant to say.

"Okay, so before you start, you should have at least known the basics. Elements of a good novel, right?"

He nodded. "Characters, um...your plot and stuff?"

"Close enough! But it's really easy. Take this family as an example, we would need an author, maybe you, then characters! That's all of us in the house. Now, we would need a main character, that can be you, supporting characters, your brothers? We would need a novel title, book cover too. And yes, the plot..."

My lecture went on for about half an hour, but if I'd been left alone to go on, we could stay there the whole night! I loved literature, especially the part dealing with fiction writing.

He made a grunting sound, "I think my head is hot right now."

"Seriously? This isn't even maths!" I teased.

"Yea I know. It's just confusing, that's all."

"I have some books with me. I can lend it to you so you can read some of how these elements are similar. You don't have to read what's inside of the book actually. Then, you and I will write a novel! But just an outline, not really the novel exactly."

Dean groaned again to tell me how fed up he'd been, but I didn't care. If I was going to be a great teacher, I needed to discipline my students!

"Thanks though, I was completely sure you would chase me away. After what my brothers and I have done to you..." He said. I watched as his expression softened, then suddenly, he leaned closer to me, stretching his arm forward as he placed it on my shoulders. "Thank you that you've forgiven me, Anaya."

I blinked, wondering what was happening. Was he drunk, maybe? I could only smile in response. He pulled free, then got up from the bed. I jumped to my feet too, about to accompany him out when he stopped abruptly with a frown on his face.

"What is it?" I was forced to ask.

"Anaya, I've been meaning to ask you. Tell me now, and be honest, have you finally chosen Duke among the three of us?"

I pretended not to have understood his question...seriously! Why did everyone keep saying that! I needed to stay as far away from Duke as possible.

"What do you mean? I haven't chosen anyone, I'm sorry but I just can't close my eyes and forget everything I've been through because of the three of you. I forgive you, Dean. But it doesn't necessarily mean I've forgotten!" I made myself loud and clear. They obviously needed to back down now, no one was claiming me just yet!

He sighed. Something told me he didn't believe my story at all. Did I even believe my own story? Was it not just me who was checking out Darius earlier today, staring at his abs, and then why couldn't I stop staring at Dean's lips right now. Or why can't I stop thinking about my kiss with Duke!

It wasn't planned, but I blurted out anyway, in an attempt to change the subject. "Do you want to go out with me sometimes??"

I froze, wondering where I'd have the balls to ask one of the hottest guys in school out. "But I don't have money though! So you'd have to pay for whatever we get, you know?" I quickly added and this seemed to make Dean amused because of the way he chuckled.

His look turned suspicious. "You know what, never mind. I don't know what I was thinking--"

"--are you kidding me? Of course I mind!" Dean cut me off. "You know what, I know just the right place. Prepare after school tomorrow, and let's meet right in front of this Greenhouse boutique."

I nodded. "Oh um, okay."

"Good then. And don't stand me up. Please, Ana. I just gotta do something, I'll be there before you know it."

When he went out, I hurried to my closet to check for any fine outfit. It sucked that I only had a few pants and black polo shirts, and that was it! They were even slacked and big and I only managed to rock them in a way because I was busty.

After minutes of helpless search, I heaved in a frustrated sigh, not being able to find anything! "Damn it!" A frustrated groan escaped my lips. I was having a headache just figuring out what to wear. I wanted to look good, and it was embarrassing to ask the brothers for a wardrobe change. Or even alpha Donald or Freya.

I did the only thing I could. I needed to call Ella. She picked up, her voice was low and dull, like she had been sleeping already.

"Hey Ella, I'm so sorry I didn't mean to disturb you right now! But I need a favor, please."