I was hurting a lot worse this week. And I've been having nightmares, and I mean waking up in the middle of the nights in sweat, fevers, and feeling afraid afterwards.
Right now we were in Mech-X3, Harriet and Harris were in the lab. Harriet said something about having 'the most amazing idea she's ever had.' Meanwhile, Ryan and I were trying to pick with our siblings; it's entertaining.
So while I was talking to Marissa Spyder was pretending not to listen to us while he recorded it.
"So Mari, how are things with you and Mark?" I asked as she sectioned another piece of my hair; grabbing some of my products and getting ready to straighten it. She looked at me, puzzled, but she never questioned me, she only answered my question...
"Well, we're a thing; we've liked each other for so long it's insane. We have known each other since 2nd grade." She explained.
"You really like him don't you?"I asked looking at her from where we were in the X-deck, in front of a mirror.
She smiled, probably thinking about him, she looked at me continuing with the process of doing my hair, "I do, he makes me feel special."
"Well I'm glad you've got yourself someone great." I grinned at her, almost done with me hair she put even more product in my hair; making it softer. Now all she had to do was part it. I have three natural parts so I just went with the middle one today.
Spyder had sent the recording to Ryan and went to go spy on him and Mark. Within the next few minutes they had returned, Mark, Ryan, and Spyder I mean. Once they had seen me with me new hair I stood up in front of there, Mark went to my sister's side, kissing her cheek; Spyder just looked at me for a few minutes and then went to go tinker with something, Ryan was stunned completely. I don't know if that's exactly a good or bad thing. He kept staring at me so I shifted uncomfortably within his gaze.
"How do I look?" Just then Harris and Harriet came back into the room.
"Oh my god, you look sooo pretty, Roe!" Harriet came over towards me as she complimented.
"Thank you." I said with grace.
Harris had stood next to Ryan, he observed his friend; knowing is want his opinion he called that to attention.
"Yeah, you look great. Isn't that right, Ryan?" He said nudging his friend on the arm. He snapped back to reality, gasping slightly, and looking at me up and down.
"You look..." He tried searching for the right words.
"Stunning?" Spyder butted in, trying to help him. But Ryan declined the answer.
"Beautiful?" Harris tried, again it was wrong.
"Gorgeous?" Harriet tried, still not right.
If he says I'm ugly I will throw myself out of this robot.
"Breathtakingly out of this world." He said everyone smiled a bit at this.
"Ryan, you don't just say something like that about someone." I said trying to hide the embarrassment in my body language and voice. I shifted again, looking down at my seat. Everyone traded faces once then bolted out of the room; leaving me alone with the boy I absolutely adore.
He moved just in front of me taking my chin between his index finger and thumb, lifting me gaze to look at his; our exotic colored eyes met.
"Hi." He said.
"How ya doin?" I smiled.
"You're gorgeous, ya know that?" He asked me, putting his hands on my hips.
"Thank you." I accepted it as a compliment to which he shook his head.
" I'm asking you, you do know that you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen,right?" He was being serious.
I shook my head, "No, I just, don't."
He kissed me on the cheek, "Well you should, you're so perfect." He told me leaning in closer to me, his lips brushed against mine until an enormous boom was heard from the X-deck.
So apparently Harriet had gotten an idea and her and Harris had been working on some type of lazer thing, I don't know in not like these smart people I can't always keep up.
Anyways it had malfunctioned and went haywire. Everyone was ducking behind things when Ryan and I had gotten there....before a ray beam had hit me. I fell back; my head was spinning and I just don't feel quite the same. I felt like my head wasn't on my shoulders, like I was forgetting something.
Spyder helped me up and led me to a chair. I placed my left palm on my head and closed my eye, tying to get rid of the throbbing in my temples, as someon came and took ahold of my right forearm.
"Rochelle, arm you okay?" I opened my eyes to see a green-eyed boy looking at me concerned. He was cute, but I don't know him; I wish I did though.
I decided to answer his question and ask one of my own, "I'm fine, but who are you?"
He looked completely terrified.
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Hey guys, sorry it took me so long to update. I'm in band and our football team went to states and this was our last game because we lost. But I didn't get home until 12:00 at night; I didn't even come home from school. I might be getting sick from being in the stands in December and doing a field show on the cold football field. But I have a basketball game to play for tomorrow on Sunday and then school the next so I'll try to update Monday; right now I'm extremely exhausted and I need rest before I have a T.I.A seizure. Oh, and sorry for the short chapter, but enjoy the cliffhanger. Bye.
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RandomRochelle Webster; 14, awkward, you're average Freshman girl. Except for the fact that she's a technopath that just started going to Bay City High and is the pilot of a gigantic, female, robot; who is also the co-protector of the town. And she still...