Wicked( In Revision )

Chapter 10

The First time was Luck, this was a slip!

I blushed furiously, making it believable but thats just how i get nervous.  Then an idea popped in my head. "How about you see that for yourself." I said, as i rummaged through my bag and found my I.D. More like fake. I gave it to him and closed the door. After 3 minutes or so, he slid it under the door and a small paper. In a cute but sloppy handwriting, it read: 

                           Hey would you like to set a date?

                              You can call me at-

I stopped where he wrote his phone number. This is not good. I'm supposed to be with Robbie but no, this hunk needs to come out of nowhere and ruin everything but it doesn't make a difference with his hot face. I sighed and opened the door. "Wait! I can't set up a date with you!" I said. He turned around, giving me a shocked look. He rushed back down the hallway. "What do you mean? You basically embarassed me in the hallway where people are in their rooms." He whispered. I grabbed his arm and led him into the suite. He looked straight in my eyes, as if trying to look for the answer why I can't go to a date with him. But he didn't know the truth. The truth that I've been hiding that whole night that is just about to burst open. I was about to crack. But I remembered that Maeve needs me and all the witches and mortals too. I sighed and closed my eyes and plopped down on the bed. I patted next to me, indicating for him to sit there. I saw sadness in his deep blue eyes. He looked straight at me when he sat down. " Look, its just that I like Robbie and I felt bad for what I did to him." I said. He shook his head. "You didn't do anything to him. You just met him. and yes you just met me but still..." He said. He reached for my hand, and I acted like I didn't notice. I had this tingle of feelings, but not that power I got from Robbie. From there I knew he wasn't the one that I was supposed to fight with or try to destroy. I felt more comfortable with him, like an open book to him. But something just seemed to not be right. Something definetly isn't right.