Longing...
I had been here for what, a few days? Weeks? I couldn't remember, or better yet I wasn't even keeping track. And for me I had the unusual longing wishing that Robin came with me, I guess I really had feelings for the guy but I just missed him so much that maybe that was why I couldn't think straight. Seriously. But all I have been doing here is just training the potentials here, and really that gets tiring after a bit. It would be a miracle if he just stepped through that door and I was happy to see him like I always was since I left with him.
Sighing as I sat in the silence of my room I sat at the table in the corner with my arms folded across it, and my head against my neatly folded arms. A part of me wanted to be here and help out, but the other half just seemed to be wanting to be with Robin right now. I know I could have even cried wanting him here with me, but this was the first time this ever happened and I couldn't understand it, what is the foreign feeling. Hell I should just get up and call him, but he only wanted me to call him if there was a problem, he was the one who got me here in the first place! My hand grabbed the cell phone I owned and just stared at it just waiting and hoping he would make the call to check in on me or something.
No luck at all, he wasn't going to call me. It was only a few minutes before I gave up and tried calling him this time. It rang once..twice..three times...four...five...answering machine. Hanging up I slammed the cell phone onto the table with a low growl, now he wasnt even answering his dang phone, where was he? As I sat up I stared at my cell phone again, just waiting for it to ring again, but what was the use he probably isn't there in the first place. If there was a way to contact him easier I had no clue what it was, and I was becoming frustrated right now, if he would just answer the phone I wouldn't be like this.
Getting up from the chair I was in I went to the bathroom part of my room, and grabbing my brush then hair band I started messing around with it. I must have been brushing my hair for a while since I had no knots or anything in now, and I put my hair up in a ponytail letting my bangs fall on the side of my face. This was my second time of putting it up like this, I just found it comfortable in an odd way. I had on a regular white tank top and blue jeans instead of black, it was just then that I heard the cell phone ringing and it got louder and louder as I just stood there.
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Sighing as I sat in the silence of my room I sat at the table in the corner with my arms folded across it, and my head against my neatly folded arms. A part of me wanted to be here and help out, but the other half just seemed to be wanting to be with Robin right now. I know I could have even cried wanting him here with me, but this was the first time this ever happened and I couldn't understand it, what is the foreign feeling. Hell I should just get up and call him, but he only wanted me to call him if there was a problem, he was the one who got me here in the first place! My hand grabbed the cell phone I owned and just stared at it just waiting and hoping he would make the call to check in on me or something.
No luck at all, he wasn't going to call me. It was only a few minutes before I gave up and tried calling him this time. It rang once..twice..three times...four...five...answering machine. Hanging up I slammed the cell phone onto the table with a low growl, now he wasnt even answering his dang phone, where was he? As I sat up I stared at my cell phone again, just waiting for it to ring again, but what was the use he probably isn't there in the first place. If there was a way to contact him easier I had no clue what it was, and I was becoming frustrated right now, if he would just answer the phone I wouldn't be like this.
Getting up from the chair I was in I went to the bathroom part of my room, and grabbing my brush then hair band I started messing around with it. I must have been brushing my hair for a while since I had no knots or anything in now, and I put my hair up in a ponytail letting my bangs fall on the side of my face. This was my second time of putting it up like this, I just found it comfortable in an odd way. I had on a regular white tank top and blue jeans instead of black, it was just then that I heard the cell phone ringing and it got louder and louder as I just stood there.
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