[Rosie]Welcome To My Turf

[Ethan John Fox]

11-22-11
‘ That’s what you’re wearing?’ Claire asked before she stepped away from the door and made her way back into the kitchen where her laptop was opened up. Ethan looked down at his clothes and made a face of confusion. “ We’re playing soccer. You want me to wear a tux, your highness?” he asked sarcastically before he stood in front of the computer and waved seeing Shane. Of course they were skyping. “ Hey mate.. you’re coming home soon in a few days right? You yanks and your Thanksgiving nonsense… bunch of crap reasons just to sit around and eat a lot of food,” he said before he turned to look at Claire who was pouring hot chocolate into a canister for him. “ What’s that?” he asked, tilting his head towards her. ‘ Campfire Hot Chocolate… it’s just hot chocolate with marshmallow vodka. I thought you guys might get cold out there or whatever. Natalia’s home right?” she asked before she set the hot chocolate down in front of him. “ Last I recall we were on the plane ride home together. You could call her” he said looking back at Claire before he opened the lid to the hot chocolate and smelled it. ‘ Anthony’s home are you going to say hi to him?” Claire asked, sitting back in front of the computer and smiling at Shane before she brought her cup of decaf coffee back to her lips and took a sip, curling her legs up in the seat. “ I forgot you guys were living together… Pass. But be sure to tell him I say hey,” he said. Claire smiled sarcastically at him before she sighed. ‘Okay leave, before Shane starts stripping his clothes and making this uncomfortable,’. Ethan scoffed, pulling up a chair and sitting next to Claire to stare at the screen. ‘ Oh come on baby, don’t be shy now’ he teased before Claire hit him against the shoulder. “ Alright, alright alright. I’m going. “ Ethan stood up, taking the hot chocolate in one hand before he leaned down and hugged Claire, ruffling her hair with his hand. “ I’ll see you tomorrow morning for breakfast,” he called out, making his way out of the kitchen as Claire held a thumbs up to him since she was taking a drink of her coffee.

Ordinarily Ethan would have agreed to pick someone up when he made plans with them, but since Rosie was doing a photoshoot earlier that morning he had said he would meet her at the fields on campus. A sense of comfort came over him as he turned into the parking lot and cut his engine off. He stared out the window for a while, a small smile forming across his lips before he got out of the car and grabbed the hot chocolate from the cup holder and the soccer ball from the passenger seat. There wasn’t anyone on campus today since the place was basically deserted for the holiday, which sort of sucked since Ethan was hoping to see some of his soccer friends. But it was probably better this way. Going back to Georgia wouldn’t feel as much like he was leaving himself behind again. But Natalia was in Georgia, so that made it worth it. Once he got to the stands, Ethan set the hot chocolate and soccer ball down on the bottom stand before he ran up the steps to get into the commentator’s box. Once inside Ethan reached into the pocket of his sweats and took out his iPod, pulling up the Pandora application. He narrowed his eyebrows as he typed in quickly, making a Black Keys station and plugged it into the sound system so that it would play over the speakers. Ethan smiled as the music filled the stands and then left the box, heading back down to the field. It was chilly out, but it was the type of New York that Ethan loved. He kicked the soccer ball off of the stand and kicked it lazily into the air until he could bounce it on his knee a few times out of boredom as he waited on her to show up.

Outfit

[Rose Elliot Madison]

Rosie playfully lifted her hair off her neck, tilting her head and looked into the camera lens, feeling the cold wind from the big fans that were on set. It was weird, but hearing the music and the the big lights and hearing the flash of the camera, it was so easy for Rosie to get into the zone for work. It was easy to just put on a sexy face and model lingerie. She didn't have to do much, none of them really did, not when they had bodies that looked like they did. The photographer commented on her modeling kept snapping pictures, "Perfect Rosie, perfect. That's gorgeous! Alright last ten frames, give me something goofy if you want, do whatever you want. Give me some dance moves or something," he egged her on, knowing she was the biggest goofball on set to begin with. Some Robyn song was playing over the sound system on set, and Rosie looked over to where Madeline was, jokingly pointing to her and shook her skinny as to the music, casting a fake line to Madeline and reeled her in. The photographer laughed, taking shots of the goofing around together to the music, "I should have known, you two don't do anything without each other do you?" "I don't know how you could expect anything less," Rosie smiled brightly, wrapping her arms around Madeline. They really were quite a duo.

After the shoot was done, Rosie changed, wearing something she could go play soccer in, which was hilarious to Rosie because it wasn't as if she wasn't athletic or uncoordinated. She could somewhat play sports, she wasn't totally helpless. She just had a clumsy moment from time to time. But other then that, she was pretty active. She liked running and biking, and she loved swimming and snowboarding, ice skating. She loved being outside in general, no matter what season it was. Even though it was cold, just gotta come prepared. Rosie pulled her Northface jacket over her hoodie, pulling the hood out from under it and pulled her gloves on before stepping outside. The drive over to the field was unusually uneventful for the city, but she wasn't going to complain. Rosie got out of her car after parking and headed for the field, hearing music from the loud speakers and smiled, waving to Ethan as she approached him. He really was too good looking for his own good. Tall, built, all muscly and yummy looking. Mmmm. As she got close enough to talk to him she grinned, "The Black Keys? Good choice. I didn't know you liked them." She finally reached where he was, giving him a hug, "You weren't waiting long were you? I just got out of a shoot, I didn't want you to have to wait on me," she said apologetically. Luckily she was on time, but she never knew with shoots if they were going to run over on time. "So," she said happily, placing her hands on his broad shoulders, gently shaking him, "Finally back in the city, aren't you glad?" She laughed, shaking her head and said softly, "I really don't know how you do it, I love this city too much to leave."

Outfit

[Ethan John Fox]

Ethan bounced the ball in the air a few more times against his knee before he let it fall to the ground so he could take his phone out of his pocket and take a look at it. He wasn’t sure if Dalton would send him a text or not knowing he was in town, and he sort of figured Natalia would be busy with her family. Either way he didn’t have any messages to reply to, not that it really bothered him. Ethan set his phone down on the stands and leaned down to pick the ball back up just in time to see Rosie coming up to him. He smiled as he watched her walk over, squinting one eye in the sun before he brought his hand up to shield it. He chuckled slightly at what she was wearing; sporty but still pretty damn feminine. He figured most people would show up in sweatpants of some sort, like he had, considering how chilly it was. But of course she’d shown up in something that was a little bit more .. appealing? Ethan took in a deep breath and sighed quietly before he ran his hand over his hair. He smiled instantly as she recognized the music. “ Actually, yeah.. they’re my favorite band. What about you, what's yours?” he said wrapping his arms around her shoulders as she hugged him and kept them there. “ You sure that you just left the photoshoot and that you aren’t on your way to one now?” he grinned, giving a small shake of his head. “ You look great,” he said before giving her a tight squeeze and letting her go.

Ethan scoffed trough a smile as she asked if he was glad to be back in New York. “ It’s strange how I feel more like I’m coming home to be back here, than when I go to Australia,”he said, looking around the field before he brought his attention back to Rosie. “ But real home? Not many people get to know this.. but that’s right here. Place me on a soccer field and all bets are off,”. Ethan licked the corner of his lips before he gave a small shrug of his shoulder. “ I spend a lot of time on set for the movie I’m not in. Then I spend the breaks during that doing my classwork. And hanging out with Natalia. And counting the days until we can come home,” he said , looking down at the soccer ball before he kicked it back up into the air and caught it in his right hand. “ Alright, ground rules. No hands, Elliot. Coin flip to decide who gets the ball first. We’ll play with half of the field and use one goal. Loser buys lunch,..” he said holding the soccer ball out to her before he reached his arms inside of his hoodie and took it off. “ And I really hope this “modeling gig” you’ve got going pays well.. cause I’m pretty damn hungry,” he said before he smiled at her and made his way out further into the field. “ Oh and if you get cold, Claire sent some campfire..something. It’s in the canister there,” he said, gesturing his head to the stands before he reached his feet back behind himself to grab onto his sneakers and stretch his legs out.

[Rose Elliot Madison]

Rosie smiled when he hugged her, not letting her go. He was such a sweetheart. He asked what her favorite band was and she laughed, "I couldn't tell you. My Itunes is such a mish mash of things, honestly I can't even pick a favorite genre let alone a favorite band." It was so true. Everything on her Ipod was SO different from each other. None of it made sense basically. She just knew she liked what she liked. And it was completely random in musical tastes. You name it, she probably had it. She laughed when he said she looked good like she was going to another shoot, but playfully pushed him away gently,"You look good too." Rosie crossed her arms casually, listening. She got that feeling. Being so far from home but this felt like real home. "Yeah, sometimes I miss England. But mostly its just my dad and my sister I miss. New York is really home now." He seemed to really love soccer, which was cool that he was passionate about something. Everyone had to have a passion right? But it also seemed like he didn't get around to just kicking the ball around too much. The movie, school, girlfriend... Rosie wondered if he ever just wanted to drop everything and just play a frigging game of soccer. She would, if that's what she liked doing. "I bet you have a soccer ball in your trailer that gets a lot of use," she laughed, pulling her hat down farther over her ears.

Rosie raised her eyebrows, laughing, "Oh okay, I got it. You think I'm buying you lunch, we'll see about that. And no hands? Does that apply to you too? Because I don't know if I'm going to be able to follow that rule," she teased, following him onto the field. It was cute that he called her Elliot though. Actually it was cute he remembered that. Whatever Claire had sent in that canister sounded good. She saw that he wad started stretching so she figured she should too. She jokingly pretended to crack her knuckles and her neck, doing jumping jacks and some lunges, "I need some theme music, Ethan you can start singing Eye of the Tiger any time." She laughed, stretching for real though because she knew she wasn't going to be thrilled when she pulled a muscle. Bending over to touch her toes and stretch out her hamstrings she added, "We probably won't be cold for long, something tells me we'll warm up in not time, you can interpret that however you want," she grinned. Walking over and took the ball from him, kicking it in front of her and dribbled it toward the goal, "Oh look I'm beating you already. I'm thinking burgers for lunch later..." she winked at him, getting closer to the goal, "Come get it Ethan" she said in a sing song voice. If only he would really come get it, he was super hot. If only.

[Ethan John Fox]

Ethan squinted his eye in the sun and laughed as Rosie told him he could start singing Eye Of The Tiger for motivational music. “ I don’t really know the words to that one,” he said, scratching the side of his jaw. “ Alright how about this,” he said before he cleared his throat. “ I’ve got my boots on.. and my hands up. Kanye’s on so I’m nodding my head like yeah.. dj’s raising his arms like yeah.. “ he said, bringing his hands into the air and tried to imitate the dance move Natalia did her music video, poorly albeit. “ She’s wearing heels and she didn’t get the memo, or one of us didn’t. So I’m wearing boots. And I have a cardigan at the airport. Party in the USA.” Ethan stopped trying to dance and lowered his arms before he licked his lips and smiled. “ Maybe I should leave that to Natalia,” he said before he shook his hand out over his hair. Just as quickly he looked over his shoulder to watch as Rosie ran off with the ball towards the goal.

Apparently she wasn’t going to do a coin toss. Ethan took off running but instead of stopping at her he ran further until he was at the goal and turned away. She was like a big ball of …well, pink… coming in his direction. Ethan looked at both sides of the goal and how he had centered himself, when he looked back up at her he did his best to nonchalantly move further to the right of the goal, giving her a bigger window and opportunity. “ Are you even allowed to eat burgers?” he questioned curiously before he planted his feet firmly back in the ground. “ Claire isn’t even in the public eye and she monitors her intake like her life depends on it. You’re on billboards.” Ethan turned his head slightly, listening to hear what song had just started to play before he put his attention back on Rosie.

[Rose Elliot Madison]

Rosie couldn't help but throw her head back and let herself laugh freely when he began his very incorrect rendition of his own girlfriend's song. It was funny. He was funny. And the fact that he didn't know the words to his own girlfriend's number one hit actually made him kind of normal. It would be like expecting a guy to know exactly what designer his girlfriend was wearing. Or like Rosie's boyfriend knowing exactly what bra model she was wearing and all the assorted colors. If he wasn't dating Natalia Rosie doubted he would know the words to any of her songs, considering what music he really did like, and just because they were dating didn't mean he should go memorize it. Rosie wondered if Ethan even really liked Natalia's music. It was a thought to ponder. Rosie ran off with the ball, smiling when he passed her up and got in the goal leaving her plenty of room to score. "Oh if someone told me I couldn't eat a burger, they'd have another thing coming. I don't know how people live off of things like celery, I need meat," she winked. She jokingly put on her 'game' face, and sent the ball into the net in a surprisingly perfect arc, sliding past Ethan. "She shoots, she scores!" Rosie grinned, doing her own variation of a celebration dance, "You're going easy on me," she said eyeing him.

She was going to jog over to him, but without a ball even at her feet, just tripped and stumbled on her own feet, trying to save herself but gave in, placing her hands in the grass and let herself down as gracefully as one can fall. She rolled over onto her back, laughing a complete belly laugh, completely humored by herself. "Oh look at me, I can't even walk with out falling..." she giggled, shaking her head, "You must be wondering how I manage a catwalk in stilettos, I often wonder that myself." Sometimes she wondered if she still hadn't quite grown into her long legs and tall height. She'd been awkward growing up, being taller then half the boys in her class, but her dad always said she'd grow into her legs. She hoped she did soon. But either way she figured, if she wasn't able to laugh at herself, someone else would so she may as well get a laugh out of it.

[Ethan John Fox]

Ethan gasped in fake horror as the soccer ball whizzed past his head and flew perfectly into the net. “ How in the world..” he feigned, shaking his head in sarcastic disbelief. Ethan reached his foot out and kicked the ball into the air, muttering under his breath. “ Going easy on girls is my theme lately it seems,”. Ethan bounced the ball into the air until it was high enough to knock it against his knee a few times until he heard a thud, followed by a huge laughter and turned to see Rosie on the ground laughing. He let the ball drop to the ground instead of bouncing it again as he ran towards her quickly and kneeled down by her. She was laughing, so atleast she hadn’t knocked the wind out of herself. Ethan shook his head, listening to her as she spoke but at the same time placing his fingers against the top of her ankles and squeezing to feel for any type of fracture or to see if the muscle was sprained at all. When she seemed fine there he pushed her sweatpants up over her knee so that he could get a closer look at them.

Ethan sighed and looked down at her, leaving the fabric of her left leg up over her knee so that the cut could get some air on it. “ You’re going to end up killing yourself with how clumsy you are someday,” he said with a slight shake of his head. Ethan leaned back over her, looking down at her eyes to see if she had any signs of a concussion coming on. “ I don’t have anything for a headache incase you get one of those, but Claire put enough alcohol in that hot chocolate that it’s probably eroding through the metal as we speak if you decide you want some of that later. “ But I do think I have some band-aids. That Claire put in my bag like a year ago. Those don’t expire as far as I’m aware, I just don’t use them ever,” he said absent mindedly before he quickly picked Rosie up and headed over to the bleachers. After setting her down gently he turned to look through his bag, looking for a few bandages so he could focus on Rosie’s leg.

[Rose Elliot Madison]

Rosie smiled when Ethan ran over, looking at her like she was a walking catastrophe, but it wasn't anything she wasn't used to. He said she was probably going to kill herself with clumsiness, and honestly she knew one of these days she'd probably get injured but whatever. "Oh, I just haven't grown into my legs yet," she laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck when he picked her up to carry her over to the bleachers, "Ooh are you sure you aren't going to med school? We can play doctor you know." She wiggled her eyebrows jokingly as he set her down. "Since you're gonna bandage me all up," she smiled, grabbing the canister while he dug around for a band aid. She watched him, thinking about how much happier he seemed at the moment then he was when he was down shooting the movie. "Ethan, do you ever think what your life would be like right now if you weren't doing the movie? Like where you'd be at in life? Sometimes I do. Well, not a movie, but like... modeling. Sometimes I'm like, what on earth would I be doing if I wasn't doing that, you know? Probably wouldn't be here... I'd be at University in England, or not. I don't even know if I'd be doing that either. Modeling kind of pays for that," she said, thinking about it. As much as she questioned whether modeling was a wise choice for herself, she always came to the same conclusion, it paid the bills. And not just hers, but her dad's. Her sisters tuition too at her school in England. Either way, they were better off, even if she had to strip down to her skivvies to do it.

Rosie opened the canister, smelling what was in it before deciding it was probably yummy and took a sip, warming her from the inside out. Yum. "Want some?" she offered it out to him, staring at the scrape on her leg, "Really, I'm fine, it's just a scrape. Nothing Photoshop can't get rid of," she smiled, making light of the fact that in print, she didn't have any flaws. It was really quite misleading.

[Ethan John Fox]

Ethan laughed as she asked if he was in med school. “ I thought about it for a while. But…” he paused, biting the inside of his cheek before he continued. “ Well Dalton has a complicated job and it keeps him away from the family a lot. I didn’t want to be a missing brother from Claire while she was still growing up. So I took on a lighter course load so I wouldn’t be absent,” he said taking in a deep breath as he continued working on her bandage. “ And then I decided to be completely absent and go do a movie,” he said, shaking his head slightly. “ I never planned on doing a movie. It isn’t something I want to do. And if I wasn’t doing it, my life would be perfectly normal. Nobody would care who I was dating, or who I was seen talking to. I wouldn’t be noticed, and that by me.. would be perfect,” he said finishing her leg and looking up at her. “ And I have a feeling if you played doctor with a lot of people it would send them into cardiac arrest and play time would be over,” he said dryly before placing his hands on his knees and standing up.

Ethan reached down and took the canister after she offered it to him, smirking as the metal hovered a few inches from his lips. “ Yeah that’s the beauty of the business. Figuring out a way to cover up flaws so that they can mass produce the sickeningly inept perception of what beauty and perfection is,” he said before taking a drink of hot chocolate. Ethan screwed the lid back on the hot chocolate and set it down on the stand. “ And that by the way..” he said, touching his fingertip against the side of her bandage gently, “ Is beautiful,. He flashed a quick grin before he kneeled down and lowered her pants leg back over her leg. “ And Dr. Fox says you’re clear to get back in the game,”. Ethan picked the ball back up and tossed it out to the center of the field before he made his way back out there and began to dribble lazily until she made her way back out.

[Rose Elliot Madison]

Rosie sat with her chin in her hand as he explained his career choice of not being a doctor. It was interesting how he'd come to that conclusion, taking his family into account. Rosie understood that. If she could be in two places at once she would. More often then not she spent half her time in New York wishing her family was here with her, or that she could have her job that she loved and be home with them too. But it just wasn't realistic. Relocating here was the best option so she wasn't constantly traveling. But she understood the whole, trying to do good things for your younger sibling thing. She added, "But even if you weren't doing the movie and still dating Natalia, people would still try to find out who you were. Dating her kind of makes you a person of interest." She shrugged. As much as Natalia bragged about her fame, it wasn't all lies. Girl had fans. Ethan was in for a lot more publicity then he was willing to have. And sure Rosie was completely unknown, but she could definitely disappear out of the public eye a lot easier then Natalia could, which Rosie treasured. She laughed when Ethan said she probably gave guys heart attacks, but waved the thought away, "I think Dr. Fox could handle it." She smiled, and let him put her pant leg back the way it was. He really was a genuinely sweet guy. And it didn't sound to Rosie as if his girlfriend fully appreciated that. He was so decent, tried to do the right thing most of the time. It was a shame in some ways.

Rosie stood up and jokingly bent her knee and straightened it several times, "Ooh Dr. Fox, I feel like I got a brand new leg, seems to work just fine." She laughed, doing a few plies and then walked over to where he was dribbling the ball casually. When she got close enough she jumped in, trying to get the ball from him, knowing he could easily run circles around her and she'd probably never get it. But still.