Game of Thrones: Kindred Spirits
Chapter 4 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Chapter 4
Rickon sighed as he finally left the cafeteria; lunch was over and it was time for the afternoon classes, yet more boredom before going home to being invisible again.
'Urgh, honestly, I don't...' He thought to himself.
But his thoughts were cut short by another girl approaching. The girl was sixteen years old with wavy long strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes; she had fair skin and generous curves, as well as long legs, noticeable as she wore her school skirt at a shorter length that was regulation. He was taken by surprise when she came right up to him, batting her eyelids.
"Hey Rickon." She greeted him, rather enthusiastically.
"Um, hey...Marissa?" He replied, a little taken aback.
Marissa Frey, for it was indeed her, laughed lightly. "So, how are you?"
It was an innocent enough question, but her tone was anything but innocent and it confused him.
"I, um...I'm fine."
"Good, good." Marissa replied with a strange look, getting even closer. "Well; I wish we had more time to talk, since lunch is over now, but who knows, maybe later?"
With that she winked at him and began to move quickly up the stairs to her next class; leaving a perplexed Rickon behind as he was about to go upstairs too. His confusion at her rush suddenly turned to being flustered and he quickly looked away, red faced as her quick ascent led to him getting an eyeful under her very short skirt, revealing she hadn't been wearing any underwear.
Standing nearby, having witnessed this behaviour from Marissa; Lyanna rolled her eyes, unimpressed.
'Urgh, she is so pathetic and how could she even...I don't even wanna go there?' She thought angrily.
Lyanna briefly wondered why Marissa thought this would work; she actually seemed to obviously desperate in her efforts to seduce Rickon.
That wasn't all she wondered. 'Where is she getting this from, I mean...her older sister Amerei had a...sexual past, but she never went without underwear, even she knew it was tacky.'
But at that moment, she was jolted from her thoughts by one of the school staff.
"Lyanna Mormont." He said sharply. "You are to report to the Principal's office at once."
She sighed but nodded and made her way there. She already had an idea what this was about but didn't care. Things were just going out their way to try her temper today. Entering the office she found the Principal waiting for her.
"Ma'am..." She began.
She merely shook her head. "Miss Mormont, we've have talks like this before. Yet now I get reports of you fighting again. Attacking another student, you could have seriously hurt her and..."
"She provoked me, she was trying to pick a fight and..." Lyanna snapped and tried to explain.
But she sighed. "Excuses again, Miss Mormont we've discussed this, there no excuse. If she did provoke you, you shouldn't have reacted."
Lyanna scoffed. "Oh sure, be a coward and let her..."
"Enough Miss Mormont; there will be no more fighting, understand, otherwise we will have to reconsider your future at this school."
That made Lyanna tense.
The last thing she needed was to be suspended, her family would never let her hear the end of it.
"I...yes ma'am." She replied at last. "Is that all?"
"No."
Lyanna was surprised by that. But then the Principal spoke again and Lyanna groaned.
"You are in violation of the school's policy, especially regarding matters of decency." The Principal explained. "Where is your bra Miss Mormont."
Rolling her eyes Lyanna snapped. "I'm not wearing one, I don't see why I should be forced to wear something that I don't even like, I..."
"The school policy on decency matters means..."
"Hypocrite." Lyanna growled. "You let Marissa and Myranda walk around without any bras or underwear at all. Yet you lecture me for..."
But it was clear from her expression the Principal had heard enough and Lyanna knew if she kept pushing it, she'd end up in serious trouble. As such she left the office, dejected and even more frustrated than ever before.
Myrcella grinned as she began making her way back to the locker room, she was with the other girls from the cheer squad. They had been in gym class, their last class of the day and were due to change uniforms.
Their gym uniforms consisted of blue gym shorts, a white T-shirt, white socks and white baskets, these uniforms were the same for boys and girls, although a number of girls deliberately chose shorter shorts, due to their personal preferences. With gym class over for the day and therefore the school day they nevertheless were staying behind after school for cheer practice.
"Ready girls?" She queried.
They all replied positively, the rest of the cheer squad was already beginning to change, Myrcella began to do the same, taking note of the other girls in the squad she recognized well, namely Marissa, Joy and Janei. Also present however was Myranda; shaking her head and focusing, Myrcella finished getting changed.
She now wore her cheerleader uniform, a red mid-thigh length skirt with a white sleeveless shell vest with red decorations, red ankle socks and white baskets. They soon left the locker room and headed to the gym, ready to begin their routines.
Some time later, as Myranda left to take a call on her phone, while they were taking a break, Myrcella overheard Joy and Janei.
"I don't like it, Joy." Janei was saying. "Myranda just...urgh, she's so obvious."
Joy sighed. "I know what you mean, she thinks she's being secretive but it's so obvious she's trying to sabotage Myrcella and become the new head cheerleader."
Myrcella bit her lip, not sure what to say to that; if she should let on that she had heard. Nevertheless she was worried that they were right.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
