My two faithful girls last week commented two stories at once was far too little for me! As My husband is teaching my almost ten month old son to say "Dude!" (he does a good impression of it too '/d/ /ō/) it is hard! And as you all know I'm not always updating every single story I have every single week but I do like to swap and change.
I got so confused a couple of times this week with all the favourites and follows on not just this story but the other I woke up one morning with so many notifications I wondered what had happened in my inbox! Thank you so much, love you all!
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"Mr Blythe you can't go in there!" The secretary told him. He barely looked at the women before he was knocking continuously at the door. "Mr Blythe!" she told him again.
"Let me in!" he called. "Miss Stacy please!" he called.
"Mr Blythe!" The secretary yelled before the door opened and a very calm Miss Stacy stood looking at Gilbert.
"It's okay Beverly," She said to her secretary. "I believe Mr Blythe has the right to be here. Come in won't you Gilbert." She said standing aside for the boy to come through the door, which he did.
Upon entering the room, he immediately sat in the chair next to Anne, leaning towards her.
"Anne, I'm sorry." He started but received no response from her but an upturned noise. "Anne, come on, I didn't mean to upset you." He continued as Miss Stacy sat in her chair "Miss Stacy it was my fault." He confessed. "I was teasing Anne all period, I deserved the slate to my head." He told her.
Miss Stacy smiled. "Yes, I understand that is the case from Miss Shirley."
"Anne come on." He said quietly looking desperately for a reaction. "I'm sorry, Don't be mad at me for keeps."
When there was no response from Anne Miss Stacy continued. "I can't be seen not to discipline this sort of behaviour from either one of you, though it pains me to do it, you are both outstanding students, Gilbert you've been an outstanding pupil, I expected more of you then this." She told him.
"I'm sorry Miss Stacy." He said gently. "I never wanted to disappoint you." He said sincerely.
Miss Stacy smiled gently before she turned to Anne. "And Anne, in the circumstances, I know it would have been difficult but you should have controlled your temper just a little bit longer. I doubt My Blythe would want your attention that much."
"I wouldn't bet on it." Gilbert said quietly looking at Anne for a reaction but received none, but the look of amusement on Miss Stacy's face it was obvious he had charmed her. "Anne I'm sorry, what else can I do?" he asked her.
Miss Stacy again waited for a response from Anne before she continued. "Anne, I've heard Mr Blythe apologise three times for what happened and you haven't yet responded to him. What do you have to say to him?" To which she received no response. "Very well then, detention the both of you." Miss Stacy said. "I want you both to come here every lunch time after you have eaten. Do you both understand?"
They both nodded slowly before Gilbert spoke. "For how long?" he asked.
"As long as it takes for Anne here to forgive you Gilbert." Miss Stacy said.
Gilbert sighed. He had the feeling he had just signed away the rest of his high school career.
Anne and Gilbert left the principal's office, Anne still infuriated. She walked out to the corridor to find Diana waiting for her.
"Anne," Gilbert started again, "would it not be easier to just forgive me now? Then we can avoid detention all together, you know I was only teasing, please forgive me?" he tried again.
Diana's eyes were wide as she looked at Gilbert, but even more surprising was the reaction of Anne who linked arms with Diana, held her nose high, muttered not a word to Gilbert and started marching them down the corridor, leaving behind a very confused Gilbert at least five strides behind them.
"Anne, you're like a bull in a china shop!" Diana exclaimed.
"You don't have any idea what its like being called carrots for your entire life!" Anne exclaimed to her friend.
"Gilbert used to call me crow head all the time!" Diana exclaimed.
"There's a world of difference between being called crow-head and being called carrots. More to the point my red hair is a curse. The iron has entered my soul, Diana. Gilbert Blythe had no right to call me carrots and I won't ever forgive him." Diana and Anne looked behind them to see Josie had come to gush over Gilbert, fluttering her eyelashes at him, and although they were quite some distance away by now, Diana was sure by the look on his face that he had heard ever single word. "And anyway I don't see the point in being civil to someone who chooses to associate with the likes of Josie Pye." Anne sighed. "How was your advanced chem paper?" She asked Diana.
"Oh it's a 'D'." Diana said deflated. "You know this weeks is the last week for the drop period."
"Drop?!" Anne exclaimed "you're going to drop advanced chem?" she asked.
"I'm not like you Anne, I'm not smart enough for the class it was a stupid idea in the first place." Diana sighed. "I think I might take music instead." She said with a hopeful look to Anne for her approval.
"Well, if you feel it suits you better Diana, and you are naturally inclined that way, it should help push up your grade point average." Anne said logically.
Anne's day didn't get much better, it turned out Gilbert was in all her classes, but she was careful to sit as far away as possible from him in every lesson. She could sometimes see out of the corner of her eyes his eyes watching her but she brushed off the urge to look at him back. She was quite determined, she wouldn't give in to Gilbert Blythe, not one little bit. So when lunch time came they seemed to naturally finish lunch at about the same time, Gilbert was a tiny but ahead of her in the corridor to Miss Stacy's office. Gilbert opened the door to the office but instead of going through he held it open to her. Anne stood stunned for a moment before she walked past him, her head held high still refusing any eye contact with him. He followed Anne in then through to Miss Stacy's office. They sat together at the double desk which was located at one side of the office and looked to Miss Stacy for advice on what to do next.
"I want you to get to know each other." Miss Stacy advised. "I expect at least one of you to be talking at all times." She told them, she then went to her desk and started on some of her work.
Anne was fuming! What exactly was the point in this exercise? She hated this boy! Loathed! Detested. So busy was she on finding synonyms for disliking she hardly noticed the silence.
"Soooo," Gilbert started, "I guess I'll go first." He continued. "Well, I'm Gilbert Blythe, I just turned seventeen two weeks ago. Um, my pap is a farmer, usually…" he trailed sudden shy of himself. "Um, I'm an only child, which explains why I'm not too good at socialisation with my peers…" he said trying to seek her forgiveness again. "Let's see I'm a Libra, make of that what you may." He paused and looked at her "which is kind of ironic since its in October." He said with a failed attempt at a joke because he saw no change in her demeanour. He sighed. "I like people who are honest and true to themselves, I don't like fake people, but I too dependent on everyone liking to me to offend anyone so I tend to try and get along with people regardless. I'm also a bit self-deprecating at times but I'm sure it's in all the wrong ways since I'm told on nearly a daily basis from my mother that my confidence board line cockiness at times." He looked pitifully towards Miss Stacy when he received no responses from Anne. He sighed again. "Let's see…" he sighed. "Oh I love ice hockey but play football, when I was six I tried to join an ice hockey team, but on my try-out I stood up in the ice skates and tripped over one of the laces fell head first over the rim of the ice ring and passed out… needless to say I didn't make the team and was too embarrassed to try again." He said trying his best. He continued in the same vain for the next twenty minutes before the bell rang for afternoon registration.
"Off you go." Miss Stacy said. "See you tomorrow."
Again Gilbert was first to the door but he held it open for Anne, who begrudging went through first without so much as a 'thank you'. Gilbert couldn't help his lips upturning into a small smile. It was Roosevelt which said 'Nothing in the world is worth having or worth doing unless it means effort, pain, difficulty.' He had always believed the saying but it never rang true until now. He was going to win over Anne Shirley's trust and friendship this year if it was the last thing he did.