I whined, covering my ears with my pillow as I heard a knock on my door. I shut my eyes tight wondering who was disturbing my sleep when it was barely morning. I didn’t want to open my eyes out of fear that my sleep would go away.
I was having a lovely dream of how we all went on a picnic together, how awesome and happy I was eating the lovely meal prepared by Mrs Jane while chuckling and chatting happily with Robin, Kate was there and so was my parents.
It was so lovely that I didn’t want to wake up from the dream but thanks to whoever was knocking on my door.
I threw the pillow to the door as I opened my eyes in anger. I always wanted to wake up with smiles and like those celebrities in movies, who stretch their bodies and smile while opening their eyes as they are greeted with the sunlight ray coming from the open windows and the chirping of bed.
That was far from it, instead of the chirping of bed it was the loud knocking on my door, instead of seeing the sunlight it was still dark in my room and I glanced at my clock like it was barely six in the morning.
I humped as I jerked out of bed, curling my hands into fists, I didn't mind who it was I was going to smack whoever it was in the face.
I unlock the door and pushed it open just to be greeted with a broad smile on Robin’s face and I was screaming in my head WHAT THE F*CK ARE YOU DOING HERE AT THIS TIME?
“I can tell what you are thinking,” He pointed at his face. “You must be wondering why I am here at this time of the day.” Robin sides with the words before I even blurt them out.
“If you do, then say what you must and let me have some more sleep!” I growled at him, I hated it when someone bothers me while I was asleep, my parents knew about it so they always let me have my beauty sleep.
Robin looked down at my curled fist and he scoffed. “Were you intending to punch me with your fist?” He looked at me as she hid my hand behind her back.
“What do you mean?” I made an awkward laugh and he raised his brows at me. “No, I wasn’t.”
“I thought so too,” Robin said before pushing my door open and letting me in and I followed him. “Was this the room you and my mom called a princess room the first day you came in here?” Robin looked around the room and I can tell he was mocking me right now and I was actually getting pissed.
I was glad that I was not so dirty and I cleaned my room up last night before I slept. “Why are you here?” I asked him and he turned to look at me as he glanced down at my pyjamas, it was a pink one and I loved it so much since it makes me look attractive like my favourite actress.
“Why are you in a girls room at this time of the day?” I asked again when he was silently staring at me. I know I was beautiful with my morning face and I like how he stared at me but I still want to curl up on my bed with my quilt over my shoulder.
“You have an outfit for exercise right?” He asked as he turned to my wardrobe.
“Yes, why do you ask?” I looked at him, how can he walk around my room as if he owned it? I know it was his mother’s mansion but still, this was my room.
“Get dressed, we are going jogging.” He told me and for a moment I paused, I blinked while I processed what he had just said.
“Jogging? Why should I go jogging with you?” I asked him and he looked at me again, staring down at me with an expression I cannot interpret.
“Why are you staring at me that way? I know I am beautiful so stop staring?” I adjusted my hair and struck a pose, but Robin scoffed.
“You have to lose some weight in order to lift your body while dancing.” He told me as I blinked. Lose some weight for what? “Do you think I was staring at you because you are pretty? I am only comparing how much kg you weigh from what Katherine weighs.”
I closed my eyes, slightly pissed at what he had just said. Was he comparing me with Katherine again, I thought we had passed through this phase.
“Get out!” I shouted pointing at the door and Robin looked at me. “I said get out!” I gritted my teeth, I was so pissed right now, he was always trying to compare me with Katherine which was offending, although I don’t like my body that much but I was sure I don’t weigh what is thinking right now, I am not even fat, I better be me than be Katherine a hundred times.
“You look so worked up, Ivana, how about you put in this much energy while you exercise.” He turned to my wardrobe, stretching his hands to open it. I don’t understand why he never listens to me when I look so angry and I wonder if I am not angry enough to make him flinch.
I walked over to him with my fist clenched and my eyes aflame, if I was to hit him then so be it. “I said get out…” Before I could complete my words, Robin held my hands, whirling me around my back on my wardrobe door and he held my hand up while our face was almost at a kissing distance.
“I won’t leave,” Robin told me, the only light shining in my room was my lampstand, the bedroom light was still off and it was not sunny yet so there was no sunbeam coming in through my window, but apart from all these, I could still see Robin’s eyes and his handsome face clearly.
I swallowed hard, being this close to him was affecting me, although I didn’t want it to, I didn’t want to look at his lips or lock eyes with him, I just want to be mad at him but right now I couldn’t help it, I stared up at his eyes locking my gaze with him but then his eyes flickered down to my lips.
“I want to help you stand on stage, so will you listen to me or get punished?” He said softly looking up to my lips and a part of me wanted to know what his punishment would be, a part of me wanted to choose to be punished.
Robin leans close to my face, his eyes flickered down to my lips again. “So, what would it be?” I could see the smiles on his lips so I closed my eyes waiting for the touch of his lips that was already close to mine as my lips moved up to meet his.