Dear Me {ON HOLD}

Chapter II

Chapter Two

Robyn's POV

After a couple of hours, the assembly thing was over and everyone started to make their way to the food court. Good, I'm starving.

I walked over to the food area and took a cheese sandwich, without any hesitation, I took a large bit out of it and began to look for somewhere to sit.

Honestly, this is really awkward for me. Everyone- and I mean everyone -has someone to sit with.

I decided to plop myself down at a small table in the corner. It's quiet, hardly any people are around and it's by a window so it's perfect. I pulled out my phone and started to scroll through Instagram as I finished off my sandwich.

Although I was looking at my phone, I could tell that someone was staring at me. I don't know how but y'know when you just get that feeling that someone's watching you?

I didn't want to look around to see who it was but I was curious.

I tilted my head up to see a pair of silver eyes looking down at me- but not just any pair of silver eyes -they where beautiful eyes that just stood out. I took a moment to look at the person I front of me. A guy, about the same age as me. Jet black hair, perfectly sculpt face and an amazingly shaped body.

I tried not to drool,

"Uhh. . . Can I help you?"

He went silent before opening his mouth.

"Yeah. Is anyone sat here?"

I shook my head. This is odd, a guy, wanting to sit with me? Oh my fluffleunicorn, the BB cream that I put on my face this morning worked. I'm practically irresistible. No guy can resist me. You better watch out Brendon Urie, Robyn's coming to stroke your forehead and threaten you with a good time.

Wink wonk.

The tall stranger-man thing sat down opposite me as I forced my face into phone before I start drooling.

I know it's rude but, come on. If a tall handsome guy asked to sit at your table then what would you do? Talk to him? With words? Have you even met me.

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After a few minutes, he broke the silence.

"So... you applying here?"

My flirtatious side wanted to say something like 'only if you are, hottie' or 'only if your apart of the tour' but that's just cringy.

"Uh. . . Yeah. I'm going to be staying in the dorms for next year until I can manage to afford a house."

"Oh, I'm staying too!" He smiled a little. It was kinda cute. "Oh, I haven't introduced myself. I'm Damiem."

I just stared at him blankly for a second. Damien. Seems familiar in some way.

"Robyn." I replied,

"Nice to meet you."

"You too."

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My legs hurt by he time I got home.

I literally couldn't moved.

"SHES CRIPPLED!" I heard Jack shout as he came in.

"What do you want?" I looked at him, slightly raising my eyebrow- yes, I can raise my eyebrow. Be jealous peasants.

"So how was your day?"

"Why do you care?"

"What? Can't a big brother be nice?"

"No, you can't. It's freaking me out man, quit it. It's like you're not even Jack- FADOODLE CAKES YOU'RE A FLIPPIN ALIEN!"

"Alien attack!" The next thing I know, Jack is tickling my sides.

Ahhh noo! I'm so ticklish!

"P-Please stop!" I manage to say between breaths.

"Nope!"

I fudging hate him sometimes.