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This was something that I thought about over the summer, in summer school (yes, summer school) and believe it or not, it spewed this idea. I decided to post this here before I forget it...again. That and we need something warm to read in the butt-freezing weather. Rated T to be safe, y'll! (And the first real story to be.)
I think you got an idea about what it's about from the title ;) and leave a review to tell me what you think!
Ah, summer. Two full months of pure, undiluted fun for everyone. Bright, warm sunlight with air that wraps you up like a blanket, everyone out on the streets enjoying the school free vacation with parks, movies, swimming and so many more activities that's only great if you can celebrate it in the summer. Yup, everyone's having fun.
"Criminy, Olga, drive slower, will ya?" Helga shouted over the ridiculously annoying Madonna song that blared from the speakers. "I'm not made of iron!"
Well, almost everyone...
Olga turned down the music just as a pothole hit, bumping Helga in the head as she laid across the seats. "Sorry baby sister!"
Muttering obscenities under her breath, Helga pulled herself back up the seat, buckling herself in properly.
"So, Helga, are you ready?" Olga cheerfully said, pulling into the parking lot of the YMMA. "I can't wait!"
Helga remained silent, clicking her phone to play Annoyed Ducks. "For what?" she glared into the phone.
"For teaching to unfortunate little angels that couldn't understand the joy of learning, silly."
Helga grunted, losing her game and switching the phone off. "Nothing says 'joy' more than Algebra."
Olga hopped out of the car, teaching supplies filled her hands to the brim. "That's the sprirt! Now come on, baby sister, let's start teaching!" She walked into the building a smile on her face and her heart full of happiness.
"Criminy, what a sap." Helga jumped out of the car, slamming the door behind her. "And now I'm stuck with her for the whole summer!"
After graduating middle school saludictorian and in the honor roll with grades of at least 80%, Bob was convinced that "Well, Missy, Olga must be doing some good on you." and had forced her to join Olga in her expedition to teach summer school for 5 hours everyday, much to Helga's anger. Plus, to fuel the fire, Phoebe had taken a vacation to Japan and for the first summer as long as she could remember, Pheobe wasn't with her.
Entering the building with her bag on her shoulder and an indifferent look on her features, Helga walked into a room that her sister was currently fixing up.
"Baby sister, there's a desk over there if you need to use it," Olga commented, still decorating the room up.
"Great." She carried a chair from the back of the room and let it drop to the carpet with a thud. With that, she plopped herself in, leaning against the whiteboard and desk, finally trying to master the game that was 'Annoyed Ducks'.
As the students stepped into the class, Helga gave a few momentary gazes before returning to her game, then eventually, music. Everyone was obviously bored and wanted summer school to be over with. The blonde-haired rebellion let herself get lost in the world of music when a familiar voice pulled her back to Earth.
"Helga?"
She turned to look at him, pulling an ear bud out with a semi-surprised expression.
"Hey," she muttered nonchalantly, even though her heart was beating twice as fast in his presence. Taking in his blue t-shirt and his red shorts that finely sculpted his lean body, and he involuntarily took in toned stomach and blossoming B-cups at her currently slanting figure, "How's it going?"
Of course, she had seen her sister's roster of who was attending the class and was surprised- no, shocked- the golden boy was attending the dreaded 'summer school', but all shock subsided after she learned that she was going to spend the whole summer (6 weeks) with the boy who stole her heart from preschool.
"Why are you here, football head?" she played dumb when he didn't respond, casually scrolling through her h-Phone, looking for another song to play.
"I'm here for the summer math program. Are you going here too?"
Helga scoffed, "Are you kidding me, Arnoldo? I wouldn't be caught dead studying math for six full weeks."
"Then why are you here?"
"Where have YOU been, football head? I graduated second, right after Phoebe, with all around honors in middle school. The only reason why I'm here is because I was forced to help Ol-ga and you clods learn math, doi. Do you think I actually would be here?"
"Well..."
"Exactly hair-boy, could I have some alone time?"
"Fine." He went to the back of the class, avoiding her glare.
Oh, my flaxen haired angel, why must I push you away?
That's it for now. Feel free to tell me what you think.