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A New Found Land – Chapter Two
“Good.” I said simply, in approval. “I’m glad, you deserve someone nicer than that Gabby one.”
And then we were off. Alice put down all the windows and started blaring the music. We were rolling down the street and almost a block away from the school, when I noticed the movement and flick of some blonde hair, only a couple of metres ahead of us. I slowed down, checking out the struggling blonde on the curb. It was Ms Kennard, with fours bags in her hands and another slung over her shoulder.
Alice gave me the biggest ‘You are such a loser’ look. I shrugged it off.
“Miss, let me give you a lift, your clearly not gonna’ make it home like that.”
“Oh, hello Elizabeth, hello Alice, thank you for the kind offer, but really there is no need.”
I had already leaped out of the car by this stage and opened the back door, I gave Al, the deadliest look and she caught my drift, groaning and jumping into the back of the car.
“Miss, I don’t know who Elizabeth is but really, I won’t let the coolest teacher die trying to carry books and groceries home. It’s absurd.”
“Oh, apologies Bette, I forgot, check, no more Elizabeth. Are you sure you’re going my way, I live just past Rosemount Crescent”
“I know it well Ms K, now throw yourself in the front and i’ll put your stuff in the back.”
I knew I was grinning like a Cheshire cat, but it was a relief to see Ms Kennard’s shoulders relax now that she wasn’t carrying all those books. I had a minute to cast my eyes across her lithe figure. She was tired and worn out, her hair a little fuzzy from walking in the combined heat from the weather and from her physical exertion. “Oh wow, you should totally offer to like lick that sweat off her.” Oh no, not this again. Seriously shut up, I can’t keep talking to myself. This is unbelievable. Oh god, I’m standing outside the car, on my own now. And Al and Ms K are looking at me expectantly. Crap. “Invent something about you feeling bad about Cheshire cats dying of influenza. Surely you’ll get away with that excuse” What? SHUT the FUCK UP. God I am such a retard sometimes.
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(25 votes, average: 3.32 out of 5)
LOL!!! I loved Bette’s mind, it’s too funny :)). Two post in one day just wonderful, waiting for the next one!!
OMG I am sooooooooo glad you decided to continue on with this story!! I am so excited, I can’t wait for more!! PPS
Bette sounds like a 17 or 18 yr old teenager. A very sly one at that. Love Bettes inter self thanks
i shall leave comments or attempt to leave comments for every chapter since I never got to the first time around. I have also enjoy reading it this time as well.
Bette is hilarious and Tina..I haven’t figured out yet. pps