A Dream Come True! [On Hiatus]

Chapter 6: Sweet as sugar, childhood memories.

Robins' POV

I wake up to the sound of my buzzing alarm clock, the Star Wars theme song plays like a surround sound in my room, 'da da.....', and so on until I throw it out the window. The broken glass shutters, in screeching sounds.

"Robin! You better not be throwing you alarm clocks mister!", my moms' piercing voice warns me.

"Ok! I didn't, promise!"

That there folks is what you call a dirty lie. I carefully close the curtains over the broken window and head to the shower. 'I really hope the clock fell on someone's head', I grin at the thought.

While scrubbing every inch of my body, my mind works on a surprise for Scarlett. She deserves the best, her beauty, eyes, warm personality, all of it is greater than the seven wonders. There I go at it again, daydreaming like an idiot. Man, that girl's got me going bonkers. I can't wait any longer to meet her! I've been dreaming about her with me at a private mansion, all romantic and mushy. Wow, my brain's been contaminated by her being! Nooo! But I don't mind on thinking about her. I knock off my thoughts and head out the bathroom door with a towel wrapped around my torso and below. I search for a simple black denim and white shirt. The scruffy hair is then brushed, leaving it a long and glossy blonde to run down my neck.

"Yes, looking handsome and smart!",I smirk to the other Robin whose copying me tilt my head with my hand.

Ok the big secret's out, I admire myself. Most bad boys do this...Pretty normal to me though. I walk out of my pig-sty room not before grabbing my almost-empty bag pack. I skip down the red stair case like I have no care in the world.

"Rob? That you sweetheart?", mom calls out when I enter the kitchen in full swag.

"Yes mother dear. What's for breakfast?"

She turns back to stirring some mixture on a pan and points out to a plate filled with juicy cinnamon rolls. Ahhhh my fave.

I steal one from the plate and stuff it in my large mouth, yum... The flavors explode in my mouth making me satisfied.

"Good?"

"The best", I try to say with a mouth full of mashed up cinnamon roll.

I gulp the goodness down before, "Ma? Can you find me a blindfold hmm?"

"What for?", she asks while serving a plate of cinnamon rolls in a bowl, then placing a hand on her hip, giving me a tell-me look.

"Uhh it's for umm...", I can't quite spit out the words I need to say.

Her look deepens in curiosity, "fine! I need it for a project, well not exactly a project...."

" You sneaky boy, here's a rag cloth but'll make do as a blindfold", she rings her motherly tone.

"Thanks ma!", I hurriedly grab the purple cloth and kiss my mom on the cheek before storming out the door.

Phew.... That was too much of tension. Ma doesn't need to know what I really need a blindfold for. My eyes hesitantly search for that one beautiful girl. No sight of her, sadness crosses my face. Aha! I can startle her in school! I'm a genius.

'You don't know what's coming beautiful.'

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I enter promptly into the entrance of the dull school hallways , the coca cola bottle- figures stare at me with awe as I pass by. They flick their hair in a flirty way. Really? Are they that jobless? Girls these days. I come across a painful sight and come to an instant stop.