Hey,
I'm ashamed of myself … Really, 5 months without updating ? Come on …
But I finally got into it ! And I finished this chapter (I had work to do, so I decided to do this instead … shame on me) ! But obviously I can't promise you I'll update on a regular basis. Because, you know what happened the last time I did that ...
Thanks for your reviews, and thanks for all of you that added me in their favorite author/story list or just in their alert list, even after 5 months (I don't even know how you managed to find the story actually)
And I agree with some of you, JJ and Emily would be great together, if there was no Naomi. But there is, so … suck it JJ !
Here's chapter 3 !
Emily and J.J. were holding hands in front of the primary school, surrounded by a crowd of other parents waiting for their children. Years ago, they were themselves attending primary school, in a different part of Bristol, and now, their son was, which made them pretty nostalgic.
- Brings back memories, huh … JJ said.
Emily nodded, staring at the grey building. She remembered her first day at school, how scared she was, until she saw JJ inside … She smiled to herself and squeezed her husband's hand tighter. The bell rang, and a few minutes later the first pupils rushed outside of the school. Freddie was one of the last to reach his parents, but he literally jumped in his father's arm. J.J. lifted him into the air, making Emily laugh.
- Come on, we have to go see Miss Campbell !
JJ put his son down. Freddie grabbed his parents hands and dragged them to the school, proudly leading the way in. As they went through the corridors, the red-head had flashes, she remembered her life as a child in a school that wasn't so different from this one, the games she used to play, all her friends from that time, the sound of the school bell at the end of the day …
- It's here !
They were in front of a regular classroom door, not different from the other classroom door of the school. With a faint feeling of anxiety, Emily put her hand on the doorknob and opened the door. She entered the classroom, and she saw the children's drawing all over the place, the posters about global warming and recycling hung on the walls, the old clock above the blackboard ; and, behind a huge desk, tidying papers, the most beautiful woman she had ever seen.
The bell rang.
- Time to go ! Don't forget your art assignement for the week-end, I really want to see what you can do !
The pupils ran out of the classroom, emptying it as Naomi stayed inside. She pushed some chairs under the tables, picked up a pencil from the floor, and then sat in her chair, waiting for Freddie's parents. She had a curious feeling about them, and she couldn't say why. But that wasn't the reason she had ask to meet them, that would be stupid, of course. Of course …
She heard footsteps outside the classroom and, suddenly, the door opened and Naomi felt butterflies in her belly, without knowing why.
The woman was standing there, looking back at her. She had a shy smile, wonderful chocolate-brown eyes and Naomi felt like she could dive into them and lay there forever. Her red hair were a bit messy, but it made her look like a real person, someone who lived on the same planet as her, someone worth living for, someone …
*No no no no no, certainly not going that way ! Focus Naomi !*
She realised that the husband and the kid were in the room now. The man seemed a bit anxious, but looked like a nice guy.
- I'm Jonah Jeremiah Jones, Freddie's father, and here's my wife Emily Jones. We've been together for ten years, two months, s...
- JJ, honey, not relevant.
She smiled at her husband and turned around to shake hands with Naomi.
- Nice to meet you, Miss Campbell.
- Nice to meet you too. Please, have a seat !
Naomi showed three seats in front of her desk. Her hands were shaking a bit.
She breathed her scent in. It tasted like blueberries and make her belly liquefy. And her glare... Oh God. She decided to avoid eye contact with the red-head as much as possible. What was happening wasn't good, nor professional. At all.
*Focus on the man. Focus on JJ. And Freddie.*
She tried to smile to the little boy, but suddenly realised he had the same chocolate-brown eyes than his mother. Damn. Was she under a curse or something ?
*What the hell ? Why is everything against me today ? *
She just had to look at his curly hair. Not his eyes. Not his mother. Most definitely not his mother.
The rest of the meeting was a blur. All she could remember was that she avoided eye contact with Emily. Mrs Jones. Freddie's mother. Whatever … She told them that she felt like Freddie had a great potential at studying, but that he also had quite a lot of trouble to focus in class. Whatever … it really did not seem all that important to her then.
When they shook hands again, Naomi couldn't help but look at that gorgeous woman. She didn't seem as friendly as she did earlier. She looked slightly angry and her cheek were red. JJ was happier and kept on smiling widely to her, but she didn't really care. As soon as they walked out the door, Naomi packed her things. She HAD to go out. Then, she ran out of the school like her life depended on it.
Yeah, I agree, this was quite a lame chapter ... but at least now I can move on.
See you next time !
