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a/n: a slow start i know! dont give up hope! just read a little bit more! ok?
Attempt #7-
Chapter 2-
Left alone again. Well not exactly alone. But she may as well have been.
The hacker kid Michael, clicked away behind her as her eyes flowed over the pages. File after file she read and nothing seemed to click inside her brain. She had read all the information and stored it away for later use, but for this case something was nagging at her brain, her conscience, but she couldn't figure out what. Robin began reading again.
Concentrate. Concentrate.
She felt the sunlight warm her cheek and looked up at the huge window to her right.
Ahhh, sunshine. She closed her eyes to savor it, a small smile played across her pale lips.
She didn't realize that she had a small audience of one. Watching her every move.
Michael's brown eyes tracked Robin as she continued to bask in the light of the sun.
It had been a very long while since he had last seen a girl who was around his age, pretty, and not completely annoying.
Well at first he thought Robin's little quirks bothersome. But now he realized there was someone very intelligent hiding behind that black dress and collar. She just didn't want anyone to see it. Or maybe she didn't even realize her actions.
Being raised in a monastery her whole life couldn't have prepared her for the "real" real world.
Michael watched her for a moment longer and then turned back to his computer. Afraid that she would notice if he continued to stare at her like that. He was sure she hadn't even been aware of his actions.
But she was.
Robin turned back to her papers and wondered why Michael was staring at her so..
\\I wish Amon would stare at me that way//
The thought ran through her brain before she could stop it. A faint blush stained Robin's cheeks.
She sighed a moment later.
\\He'll never look at me that way...Never.//
"Michael I'm going for a walk." Robin said abruptly, pulling herself to her feet. She grabbed her coat and walked towards the elevator.
The hacker just stared after her in slight bewilderment.
Amon would not be happy if he found out she had left.
But Michael could understand better than anyone the need for fresh air.
-*
Of course, as if on cue Amon strolled into the office no more than ten minutes later.
Michael rolled his eyes and continued typing intently. Heavy metal blasting in his ears as he pretended to be extremely busy with ... something. Research of some kind. Whatever. Anything.
Amon stared at the side of Michael's head for a long moment and then his gray eyes drifted over to Robin's vacant work station. His eyes remained there for a lot longer than a moment. Michael noticed and decided to speak up considering he couldn't get in any more trouble than he already was.
"Robin went out." He said flatly, not even bothering to turn down the music.
Amon grunted, "Where did she go?"
"I'm not sure. She said for a walk. Do you want me to call her?" The hacker asked, hopefully.
"No. I'll track her down myself."
When Michael looked up, Amon was gone.
A/n: I'm pretty sure Michael's eyes are brown, i tried to look at pics to find out but he always has those tinted glasses on so ya cant really tell. ohwell. i tried.
a/n: a slow start i know! dont give up hope! just read a little bit more! ok?
Attempt #7-
Chapter 2-
Left alone again. Well not exactly alone. But she may as well have been.
The hacker kid Michael, clicked away behind her as her eyes flowed over the pages. File after file she read and nothing seemed to click inside her brain. She had read all the information and stored it away for later use, but for this case something was nagging at her brain, her conscience, but she couldn't figure out what. Robin began reading again.
Concentrate. Concentrate.
She felt the sunlight warm her cheek and looked up at the huge window to her right.
Ahhh, sunshine. She closed her eyes to savor it, a small smile played across her pale lips.
She didn't realize that she had a small audience of one. Watching her every move.
Michael's brown eyes tracked Robin as she continued to bask in the light of the sun.
It had been a very long while since he had last seen a girl who was around his age, pretty, and not completely annoying.
Well at first he thought Robin's little quirks bothersome. But now he realized there was someone very intelligent hiding behind that black dress and collar. She just didn't want anyone to see it. Or maybe she didn't even realize her actions.
Being raised in a monastery her whole life couldn't have prepared her for the "real" real world.
Michael watched her for a moment longer and then turned back to his computer. Afraid that she would notice if he continued to stare at her like that. He was sure she hadn't even been aware of his actions.
But she was.
Robin turned back to her papers and wondered why Michael was staring at her so..
\\I wish Amon would stare at me that way//
The thought ran through her brain before she could stop it. A faint blush stained Robin's cheeks.
She sighed a moment later.
\\He'll never look at me that way...Never.//
"Michael I'm going for a walk." Robin said abruptly, pulling herself to her feet. She grabbed her coat and walked towards the elevator.
The hacker just stared after her in slight bewilderment.
Amon would not be happy if he found out she had left.
But Michael could understand better than anyone the need for fresh air.
-*
Of course, as if on cue Amon strolled into the office no more than ten minutes later.
Michael rolled his eyes and continued typing intently. Heavy metal blasting in his ears as he pretended to be extremely busy with ... something. Research of some kind. Whatever. Anything.
Amon stared at the side of Michael's head for a long moment and then his gray eyes drifted over to Robin's vacant work station. His eyes remained there for a lot longer than a moment. Michael noticed and decided to speak up considering he couldn't get in any more trouble than he already was.
"Robin went out." He said flatly, not even bothering to turn down the music.
Amon grunted, "Where did she go?"
"I'm not sure. She said for a walk. Do you want me to call her?" The hacker asked, hopefully.
"No. I'll track her down myself."
When Michael looked up, Amon was gone.
A/n: I'm pretty sure Michael's eyes are brown, i tried to look at pics to find out but he always has those tinted glasses on so ya cant really tell. ohwell. i tried.