Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Covenant members or any other chaacter except Pro. Dantley and Robby Adams.
Edited on July 17, 2010
"Everything's not always sunshine and flowers, you should know that by now!" He snapped, his voice cold and full of venom.
She stepped back as if she had felt his blow physically, but that's exactly what it felt like. His words had hit her with the force of a thousand flying daggers. Her mind hadn't caught up with what he was saying but her body seemed to comprehend everything because there were already tears in her eyes, harsh tears that were unwelcome and betraying and they slipped through her barriers.
"We're done. I just can't do this anymore." His voice had gotten somewhat softer but not by much. It was still as cold as it had started out to be, still so uncaring. She took a few seconds to drift away and wonder where it had all gone wrong, when she had become too oblivious to the fact that he was getting colder and colder. And now his cold stare was directed at her.
It was over. After all this time and all these trials it was over.
"Well, that's alright." She surprised herself. She hadn't even been thinking of speaking but somehow the words escaped her. She could feel her bottom lip quiver as she tried to make herself smile. "I'm moving anyway."
It had been her original news. She had gone there, all the way to his apartment to tell him, face to face, that she was moving...all the way across the country.
She had been surprised at the cold stare that greeted her and had asked him what was wrong. That had started it all, the whole downfall. Now she could finally get her news out, now that it didn't matter.
"I'll see you," were her final words before she walked numbly through the door and down the hall. She made it half way down the first flight of stairs before she collapsed and cried her eyes out.
Two years. It had been two years since she had seen the building of Spencer and she surprisingly hadn't missed it at all. But, she had been away from Cali for a total of 12 hours and she was already pinning for its beautiful weather and its tanned people.
She found it amazing that one event could change a person's outlook on their hometown. She also found it amazing that you could never really get over the pain of said event if it did in fact make you hate your hometown, the very place she was born and raised.
The fact of the matter was, though, that her opinion didn't matter. She could remember her father's words clearly.
'You need to be in a set school. You skip left and right and I can't keep track of you. You're living with your aunt and that's final'.
She snorted to herself. Like he even cared what she was doing and when she was doing it. His exact words hadn't meant squat when it came down to it. She had left without his permission. He was dying anyway…
Please.
"Robyn Adams," the secretary called as she stepped out of her no doubt cramped office.
Robby slowly but surely pushed herself to a standing position and took her time following the lady into her office. It was cramped and small. Full of papers and it looked like it used to be a closet.
"Here's your schedule and you already know your room number. Here's the swim team practice schedule. That's all."
Well that was pointless, Robby thought as she took the papers from the older lady and walked back out again. She looked down and scanned her list of classes before sighing with distaste. She remembered every single one of these teachers and she hated them too.
She lugged her back-pack further up on her shoulder and headed towards the first one on her list. She knew for a fact that she was going to be interrupting and she also knew that Professor Dantley was going to try his hardest to embarrass her.
Little geeky Robby who had a nick name that belonged to a boy.
Robby rolled her eyes on instinct and reached for the door handle. The little bursts of chatter and whispering in the room ceased as she walked in, trying to be as care free as possible.
"Ah!" Professor Dantley's annoying voice popped up. "I was wondering when you were going to interrupt my class Ms. Simms." He was smirking at her, actually smirking.
"I'm sure you all remember Robby here." He put special emphasis on her name and she had to clench her jaw to keep from saying anything. "We made room for you next to your favorite person." He went on, pointing to about the seventh row up. Robby's eyes zeroed in on it and she made her way up, not paying attention to the stares. No doubt the people were contemplating on what had happened to little geeky Robby Simms.
She slowly made her way over and around peoples' legs and towards her seat before plunking down and turning her stare back to the professor. He was smirking at her again and she wished she could just wipe that smirk right off of his face.
"Two years." It was whispered so the professor couldn't hear it and obviously he didn't since he turned back to his black board and started writing again.
"What?" She snapped as she turned to glare at the person on her left side. The threat she was about to issue stopped in her throat and she found herself gagging for air.
"Like you care," a voice from her right snapped at the person on her left. She turned her head the other way to find another person she was very familiar with.
"Aaron," she said, her voice void of interest as she leaned forward to stare at the girl on Aaron's right. She was hanging all over him, running her fingers through his hair, and Robby found it quite amusing.
"Not a geek anymore I see," Robby added as she leaned back again, a smirk on her face.
"Nope," was Aaron's cool reply.
Robby was pointedly ignoring the person on her left and she had no intention of acknowledging him until he latched his hand on to hers.
"Two years," he said again, his voice a harsh whisper.
"Get over it!" She snapped at him.
"I can't believe you!" He bit out, turning to glare at her pointedly.
"Listen, twin," she started to snap but stopped herself as she suddenly realized that the professor had gone quite. She took a small peak around, her heart racing as she realized her and her twin were currently the center of attention.
"Problem?" The professor questioned, smirking again.
"No!" They both bit out at the same time.
"Then shut up!" The professor snapped back.
"You never called and you never wrote! Did you know how worried I was?" He bit out once the professor wasn't paying attention anymore.
"Does mom feel the same?" She bit back harshly, tempted to just shove him out of his chair.
Needless to say, that got him to shut up until she was storming out of the room thirty minutes later when class was over.
But he wasn't alone.
The rest of them had come along for the ride, too.
"I can't believe you!" Tyler continued when he finally caught up to her, stepping in front of her in the middle of the front campus of Spencer. "You just come back without a word and I don't even find out till today?" He was shaking his head in obvious disgust but she couldn't find it in her heart to care.
"Well, I guess we're even. You're the one that let mom ship me off with dad in the first place because you didn't want to come with me. No, you couldn't leave this precious place behind!" She snapped, throwing her bag to the floor as she stepped up to his face. Naturally she was a bit shorter than him but she made up for it in anger.
"Oh, so everything's my fault?" He questioned, barely keeping his rage in check.
"Well, I didn't get any phone calls from you either. Or any letters! It's not like everything is one sided!" She told him, finally pushing him away. He staggered back a few steps but regained his footing and walked back to his previous position, right in front of her.
Her cold eyes flashed dangerously at him as she thought about how much she hated looking into her own eyes. She knew her twin brother's held the same anger her own held. It was like looking into a mirror and she hated it. She hated looking like him, like her mother. She hated being reminded of her mother in anyway. It just made the pain all that worse.
"Calm down, Baby Boy," a voice said. One of them was finally coming to their friend's defense and Robby couldn't help but wonder what took them so long. "I'm sure she's got a good enough reason..." the voice trailed off as if waiting for Robby to fill in the blank but she never got the chance.
"No, she doesn't have a good reason. She never does."
"Oh, I'm the irresponsible brat now, huh? I'm the one that had to move across the country into a shaggy apartment and go to a crappy school. You're the one who got to live here with all the money and the friends and the fun."
"Oh, don't give me that bullshit!" He shot back, disgust written on his face. She growled in anger and thought about hitting him upside the head or something, anything to knock some sense into him.
"What are you doing back in Ipswich?" Another new voice asked. Robby turned, her glare setting on the person she hated most of all.
"What does it matter?" She growled out finally, her lip curling on it's on and her face contorting into a look of pure tiredness.
"It does matter!" Tyler yelled, flinging his arm out as if to hit her. Reid blocked the blow, surprisingly enough, but Robby found herself wishing he would have done it anyway...