Regretful desire (Editing)

Chapter 8

I closed my folder and put it up in my backpack. I looked around at my messy room and knew I had to clean.

I stood still, just the movement of my eyes looking everywhere. I moaned in frustration and dropped myself on my bed.

I took out my phone, and the pictures of the famous pathway came across.

I swiped, examining the precious flowers and the trees. It really was very pretty. City people finally made something decent.

On my third swipe, the photo of Nathan blocking the view came upon. I had forgotten to delete it.

My eyes examined his lovely face, the incredible shine in his blue eyes, his bright white smile that even though it was a quick out of nowhere photo, still accomplished to look good.

A small grin slowly formed on my face, and my fingers slowly touched the screen on the part where his cheeks showed.

I shook my head realizing where this was going. I got up and started waking around my room.

"What is up with me? Why am I looking at this guys picture!" I looked at screen seeing those eyes again....his hair....

"NO!" I deleted the picture and threw my phone on my bed. I rushed to my bathroom and splashed my face with cold water. I rubbed the water left on my hands throughout my arms.

I looked up to the mirror, I placed my hands on the sink.

"Carolina. You need to stop with all this.....whatever is called. Whatever this is, it needs to make a stop."

I let out a sigh, and put all my hair up in a quick ponytail.

I came back to my messy place, looking at it once more.

"Well, don't have nothing else to do. Also helpful to clear my mind of CERTAIN PEOPLE." I cried the last part sarcastically.

Looking around where to start, I walked over to my closet, organizing my clothes.

From there, I made my way to reorganizing my shelves and picking up things from the floor.

Placing a piece of paper on the trash, I looked around my room, and this time a newly cleaned place stood before me. I even thought it shined like those on TV.

I smiled very satisfied. I looked at my watch, 8:23. I usually went to sleep around 9:30 ish. Not my typical thing to do, but in the morning when I would wake up, much suffering I would go through that I decided to sleep early.

I grabbed my towels and headed to the shower.

Adjusting the water temperature, I let the water fall through my hair, following my body.

As I shampooed my hair and my body, a flashback of my encounter in the hallway with Nathan reappeared. Him, asking me to skip with him, and I not accepting.

"Very childish in my opinion."

I brought my hair back into the warm water, letting it wash out all the soap out of my body and my hair.

I closed the water and wrapped myself in a towel, and in the other I wrapped my hair.

As I opened the door, I was able to hear the last part of my ring-tone before it stopped.

I grabbed it from my bed and looked at the missed call. It was from an unknown number. Strange, but I decided to ignore it.

I changed into my pajamas and then brushed my hair.

I laid down on my bed looking at the ceiling for a moment. The noise of someone coming upstairs made my head turn the door, which expected, was opened by my mom.