Chapter 5: Robin = Cold-Hearted Jerk

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I followed Robin through fifth and sixth periods, continuously pleading for him to help me. He coldly ignored me, but I'm determined to get my body back no matter what. After school when the students all disbursed from the building, I followed Robin who was walking down a quiet street. As soon as the students nearby us left, he finally spoke at last.

    "Go away. I can't help you." Robin said sternly.

    "What?" I exclaimed, after all that begging I was not taking a no for an answer. I then asked him, "Why not?"

    "It's none of my business." Robin said and added, "goodbye, now stop following me."

    I then exclaimed, "Wait! Don't you know that you should help people when they are in need. Even though we have never really talked or became friends, could you stand to see a girl lose her body, then get ignored by everyone else in the world, all when it's not even my fault?"

    "It's meant to be. You just have to accept it." Robin replied as he approached an apartment complex. He's so cold hearted. I'm still going to follow him, it's way better than going back home.

    "Meant to be?" I exclaimed as we walked up some stairs. "That's the lamest excuse in the book."

    Robin tried slamming the door in my face but surprise I'm a ghost, I walked right into his apartment through the door. Once I entered the tiny apartment which only had one room that was connected to a small bathroom, he told me to, "Get out." I ignored him the same way he ignored me. I simply am going to follow him until he agrees to help me. No matter what I'm determined to get my body back.

    He started a fire on a small portable burner, and pulled out a pan, out of nowhere, he walked to a mini fridge and pulled out some bacon. While completely ignoring me as if I'm not there he then focused all his attention in frying bacon.

    "Are you just going to ignore me?" I ask.

    "Yup." He answered without hesitation as he flipped the bacon.

    "Please." Sarah pleaded again.

    Nothing except for the sound of bacon turning crispy in its own grease.

    "Pretty, please." Sarah begged.

    More sound of bacon frying and fat splattering.

    "I promise I'll leave you alone after I get my body back." Sarah continued.

    Robin was still silent and was more focused on frying his bacon. But I swear his eyebrows flinched a bit.

    I added, "You'll never see me again afterward."

    That did peaked Robin's interest. He finally looked at me for the second time that day and said, "If I help you get your body back, you'll promise to never bother me again and I'll never have to see or hear you again."

    "Deal." I said and repeated, "As soon as I get my body back you'll never see or hear me ever again."

    "Good." Robin said as he finished frying his bacon and stated, "So how did you lost your body? Car accident? Injury in the head?"

    "My stepmother built a machine to put my dead stepsister's soul into my body." I answered, still feeling bitter towards Fiona, I refuse to call her mom anymore.

"That's a new one." Robin said as he pulled his bacon out of the pan. He then asked me, "And your plans for getting back your body are..."

"Haha. Funny thing. I never really thought of a plan. Come to think of it, I was too busy weeping about being a ghost and that no one could see me this morning. Then I ran into you. Good thing too because being a ghost seriously sucks." I replied.

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