Carnival
"Oh…. Bloody hell!"
Rachel's hand flew to her chest, hoping to calm her erratic breathing. She stepped away from the clown that had suddenly appeared, a distasteful look shot its way. It beckoned her to follow.
"No…. No, thank you."
"Go away!" Steph exclaimed, one hand pushing on Rachel's back. Hoping to put some distance between them and its worrying insistence.
The students had scampered off to enjoy the circus, a 'one-off' treat. That's what Rachel had called it, and they were not foolish to waste this opportunity. As for the teachers, they were less thrilled.
"I hate clowns," Steph muttered.
Rachel was pleased, on this occasion, that she had been paired with Steph. They shared a grimace.
"He just came out of nowhere," Rachel shuddered. "If I see another clown today, it will be too soon."
Steph was being sensible for once, clearly wanting a drink- a strong one- and knowing coffee was the best option. "Let's go sit in the café."
"Agreed."