Chapter 5- The Many Faces
Paige's POV
The bell rings signaling school is over, and I stand up scooching past Jake without a word. I get to my locker and I see Robbie already there with my locker open. I smile thanking him, and digging to grab my stuff.
"Yeah, no problem." He lets out a breath, now what? I stand tossing my back around my shoulder, and pulling my locker door from his hand. "Why were you and Jake sitting together?" he asks, as I walk away. Then he is next to me, and keeping pace with me. I role my eyes, as we make it towards his car.
"Because, he waited for me." I say, telling the truth. "I don't know what his problem is Robbie, and I really don't want to talk about it." I say ending the conversation. I look back at the school, and I see Carmen walk out with Wyatt an Jake. I haven't really seen her at all today, my only class she is in is seventh period study hall and she wasn't there. I get into Robbie's car as does he.
"I'm just wondering.." He informs me starting his car. ".. Wanna have that movie marathon tonight?" He asks, pinching my side. I jump away as good as I can in the car and giggle. He knows I hate it when he does that! "What? What's so funny" he asks and he does it again.
"I'm gonna pee!" I laugh trying to keep his hand away. He chuckles, and puts the car in drive. Then we leave the parking lot, he drops me of at my dorm and we talk about me going to his dorm so we can watch the scary movies. Taking things to my room, I head down to the kitchen and fill up Fiddle's water and food bowl. I grab a pop tart from the pantry as well. I lean against the counter, and watch Fiddle dig into the food. He is a fat cat, but he is like a healthy fat cat. He is just bigger I guess. He can still run around like a tornado and do all that so he is fit!
"So Paige." Anne walks in filing her nails, "I saw Jake and you sat together at the assembly." She says, looking up at me through he fake lashes. She must've just put them on right after school. I set down the pop tart, looking at the floor thinking of what to say? Of course she would see, she can't ever take her eyes off Jake. I look up at her, wishin that we had different dorms. That's the only reason she knows my name I assume, is because she sees me oftne and live in the same dorm building as me.
"Jake had a question about drama." I say, breaking a piece from my pop tart and munching down on it.
"That better be all it is." She warns me, "It's bad enough he is in that stupid class anyway." She mumbles leaving the room. I role my eyes looking down at Fiddle who is looking after Anne who just left. Finishing my pop tart I skip up the stairs, and to my room grabbing my phone and keys. I'll just go to Robbie's now, I have nothing better to do. I send him a quick text letting him know I'm coming. I pull up and park, grabbing my phone, and leaving my keys in the car.
I head in just going straight up the stairs to his room. Each dorm has four levels, and Robbie is on the third. Lots of stairs. It keeps me fit though, because my room is also on the thrid floor! I make it up without any problems, and I knock first like always, but I don't hear a reply. I check my phone to see if he opened the message which is somehting you can do with Iphones. He hasn't. I open the door slightly, and say his name. He doesn't reply, but I hear his shower running. That would be why. I go inside, knocking on the bathroom door. Then I go and look at the movies he's got. He peeks his head out from the bathroom, and I wave letting him know I'm here. He waves, and gets back his shower. I pick out a bunch of the chucky movies, and the Paranormal Activity movies. Robbies has a book shelf of movies, and most of them are scary movies. He also has the Star Wars and Harry Potter movies. He is something else.
When the bathroom door opens again five minutes later, he comes out with a towel wrapped around his bottom torso. Looking at his upper have, I see his arms and chest and stomach. Not bad looking. He is an shape as well. I watch him out of the corner of my eye as he grabs the clothes he has sitting out in his bed, then he goes back to the bathroom. He comes back out dressed, and running his fingers through his hair trying to dry it. He plops on his bed next to me, and looks the moves I picked out. Then we chat about what snack to eat, when ever we have movie marathons we always run down to the kitchen and hoard all of one food in his room. Although he doesn't know what they have, so we decide to just go and check what they have. We race down to the kitchen, and it's a pretty even race, but I get to the fridge first.
