Chapter Six: Rob
"So," I said, "Ben's out."
I crossed off his name off of my guys to date list. It had been a week since I woke up, and since the Death Breath thing speeded my recovery up, I could now wear jeans and a t-shirt, though I was still a bit achey.
Charity tapped her black fingernails. "I say we put you on the bachelorette." Her eyes were lowered, and she refused to look at me.
"What's up with you?" I asked, "You seem... jumpy."
Long silence.
"How bad would it seem if I... if I dated my Turnling Trainee?"
OK. How do I handle this? I mean, I teased her and all, but I didn't know that she really liked him...
"Uh... Um... Er..."
"Sorry I told you. Never mind."
"You like him?"
"No! He likes me."
I rolled my eyes. "It's gotta be mutual. Or else you wouldn't want to date him."
"And this is coming from the girl who dated a guy just to make her ex jealous."That's when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
I was surprised at the guy who walked in. I had never seen him before, and he wasn't my doctor, who was female. He wasn't even old enough to be a doctor, around nineteen. And let me tell you something:
He was hot.
Sadly, not as hot as Magnus, but you know.
A tiny bit shorter than Magnus, golden skin tones, longish brown hair, and hazel eyes. A kind, warm grin. OK. Where have you been all my life? Hot and isn't a vampire... cool.
"Hey," He said, "I'm Rob, the assistant here. I'll just be recording how you're doing."
"You're a college student!" I blurted out like an idiot. He nodded.
"Sophomore."
Charity looked him up and down. The look on her face was... 'hmm...'
"I'm going to the... snack bar," She said quickly. I rolled my eyes. Great.
"OK, everything seems to be great," Rob said a few minutes later. "Almost.. amazingly great." He was looking right at me when he said that, and I blushed, looking away.
"So, where are you going in the medical field?" I asked, "Nurse, Technician, Anesthesiologist? Are you specializing, you know, geriatrics, pediatrics-"
"You know a lot about the medical field," Rob smiled.
"My dad's a doctor."
"Oh! Faith de Silva... your father is Hector de Silva, the famous surgeon?"
I nodded shyly. Me. Nodding. Shyly. Not words you'd usually hear in the same sentence.
Maybe... I liked him.
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"Faith, someone called for you. A friend, but I've never met her," Mom said two days later as she bustled around my room. I was kind of daydreaming about Rob. But my daydreams were interrupted by a dark, handsome figure.
You guessed it.
Magnus.
Mom's five month pregnant stomach was getting big. And yet, she still was a total babe, 'cause this is my mom, Susannah de Silva.
"Really?" I asked, "Who?"
"I haven't even heard her voice before. Her name's Niki."
I froze. Oh. Geez.
I picked up my cell phone and dialed.
"Hello?"
"CHARITY!"
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"OK, OK," Charity sighed, sitting at the edge of my bed, "A Slayer poisoned you, but Magnus and I weren't sure who it was..."
"How can Niki be alive?" I whispered.
"How can vampire's exist?"
"Touche."
"Look," Charity said, "Slayers can do medical miracoles beyond any mortal's imagination. They can do a brain transplant. Simple for them. They're geniuses. Some way, they take the brain of a dead person, revive it, and place it in another person's body. But their other, easier, more popular way is send many jolts of electricity into a dead body, even days after the person died. I think that's what they did to Niki."
I blinked. Once. Twice.
"Dang it."
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"Let's see," I said to myself the next morning. "There's absolutely nothing to do... Rob's the only cute guy in the hospital, and it's his day off... Grey's Anatomy is so misleading! What is a girl to do..."
Oh... I know...
Carefully, I slipped out of the bed and began to creep out. Nobody noticed me, since I was walking fine and was wearing normal clothes.
"Yeah, I think she'll need a tonsilectomy, this has been going on for too long-"
Oh geez.
My dad.
He was talking to an intern, tapping a clipboard with his pencil, obviously outlining what he thought had to be done...
"And remind her parents that she's in a lot of pain right n-"
He stopped.
"What is it, Dr. de Silva?" The nurse asked.
"That scent... it smells just like my daughter's favorite perfume."
"Well, it could be wafting down from her room."
"No... it smells like it's right here."
Dang! I mean, I guess I wear Lilac Mist a lot if Dad recognizes him...
Finally, after a few tense moments, he turned back to the nurse and began talking to her again. Good.
"Where to go," I muttered, slinking out of his house. I could go visit sick little kids that aren't contagious... it makes them happy that an older kid's there, like a big sibling, and if they tell anyone, the doctors think it's a dream...
"Out of bed so early?"
I gasped and whirled around, using one of my kick boxing moves to send the person toppling to the ground...
"Hey!"
Only to find that the person was Rob.
"Sorry," I muttered, taking his hand and lifting him up. "I thought it was your day off."
"And I thought you were supposed to stay in your room."
"It's boring," I moaned, "Please just let me roam around!"
"Why?"
"Because if you don't, I'll send evil vampires on you."
"OK, OK," He laughed.
If only he knew...
Anyway, I walked around for a bit, until I heard a voice.
"Miss de Silva!"
Nurse Kelly was dragging me to my room. "I'm calling your father!"
"Whatevs."
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"This was sent to you," A nurse said a few days later. In her arms were a dozen blood red roses. They smelled heavenly, and my eyes were wide.
"Really? From who?"
"I don't know."
Carefully, I took the roses and red a little note attached to it.
Dear Faith,
I'm sorry for the many inconviences I've caused you. We just can't be together. I guess it's not meant to be. Sincerest apologies,
Love,
Magnus
For some reason, my heart began to beat. Really, really fast.
"Who are those from?"
I looked up. There stood Rob. And he had a teddy bear in his hands. A get well present. I could tell.
Awkward...
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Vote. Who's the hottest?
A) Ben
B) Magnus
C) Rob