AN: Okay, this chapter is short, but I'm tired and I'm going to bed. I felt this was a great way to leave things off, at least for a couple days. Hang tight!
"Yeah, Lissa," I said for about the third time into the receiver. I was staring down at my textbook for business class; trying to figure it out. I had Lissa on the phone and was updating her on the Rose and Dimitri situation as she had dubbed it over the last couple of weeks.
I could hear it in her voice that she missed Rose; but she sounded a lot happier since I had told her about Rose since the time I saw her in school my first day. I just wished I could see her; it's been a couple weeks and I missed her like crazy. But she said she was too busy between school and being Queen now. I knew this was going to be a challenge for us and I will just have to sit here, not so patiently and wait it out.
"Did you hear anything I just said to you?" I suddenly tuned into Lissa's exasperated, sounding voice. I smirked thinking about how she would look right now, probably has her hand on her hip.
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I finished dressing for bed after getting out of a nice, hot shower. My muscles were still just slightly tense but the hot water relaxed them a lot. I walked out of the bathroom and across the hall into what was my room. I grabbed my new western off of the desk in the room and slid into bed; every time I picked up a western book anymore my first thought is of Roza's beautiful smile.
I don't know how long I sat there reading, getting lost in these books was a great distraction for me. I heard the buzzing of my cell; that Christian had given me. I set the book down in bed and grabbed the phone from the nightstand swiping my finger across the screen. The first thing I saw was that the time read three – eleven a.m.; and the second was a message from a number I didn't recognize.
I went to play the recording and her voice on the other end hit me hard. Everything about her seemed to hold me captive, even the sound of her voice.
Dimitri, I have something I want to talk to you about meet me at the swing set tomorrow after dance practice. Oh, and as much as I know you still probably want to fight Ryan, don't. I can't see you if you're in Detention. Later Comrade.
I sat the phone back down on the nightstand, and I could help but smile.
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I laid in bed wondering about what is going to happen tomorrow and how Dimitri is going to react to what I have to say to him. Once I actually figure out with complete certainty what it is that I'm going to say to him. I have a good idea of some of the things that are probably going to be flying out of my mouth at him. But there are other things that I need him to know that I don't know how to explain to him.