Home Over Heart
Chapter 4
Thank you, Ryuu Kaze, Ginny, Tempist, you reviews were a treat! The support here is really nice. Okay, on with the show...
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"Miss O'Connor, would you please pay attention?"
Maeve's head jeked back. "I'm sorry."
The teacher awarded her only one further glare before returning to her lecture. Maeve rubbed her eyes with the backs of her hands. Last night, she'd gotten very little sleep. It was a mercy when the bell rang.
Wearily she plodded outside, already fishing in her pocket for money to buy lunch.
"Hey, Maeve." a form crossed her vision.
Blearily she looked up. It was one of the "popular" boys. "Oh. Hi."
"You look tired. Didn't get much sleep last night?"
"Barely any."
He grinned. "Too busy with, uh, Thomas?" he asked, winking.
Maeve's head reared back. Where was this coming from? She grabbed his arm. "Where the hell did you hear that?"
The grin was replaced by a smirk. "You dropped some letter outside of Drama. We only had time to glance at it before that Rhiannon chick swooped in and grabbed it up."
Maeve didn't waste any more time on him. She turned on her heel and went to Rhiannon, who was standing across the tarmac, talking to a group of th "popular" girls.
"I want it back."
Rhiannon turned around serenely. She didn't need to ask to know what 'it' was. "Are you going to answer it?"
Maeve sighed. "That's not important. Give it back." she extended her hand, waiting for Rhiannon to give it back.
Rhinnon didn't budge. "It is so important. If you don't write back, you'll hurt him." The girls at her back gave little 'oohs' about Maeve O'Connor having a boy.
Maeve gave them a good glare. "That isn't your concern. You promised to put it in my keeping. You're the messenger. So give it to me. It's no concern of yours whether or not I'll answer it."
"Is it not?" Rhiannon looked down her nose. "I for one do not want to hike all over Gwennedd this summer and tell him the girl he loves won't even write."
Maeve turned red. "If I promise to answer it, will you give it back?"
Rhiannon looked down her nose at Maeve, then handed the letter over. "I will hold you to that promise, Maeve O'Connor. Bring me the reply as soon as it is finished. Don't even think of refusing to reply."
She is too sure of herself, Maeve thought as she walked away, letter in hand. Rhiannon's lofty attitude bugged her.
So she had to write the letter.
Chapter 4
Thank you, Ryuu Kaze, Ginny, Tempist, you reviews were a treat! The support here is really nice. Okay, on with the show...
~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~
"Miss O'Connor, would you please pay attention?"
Maeve's head jeked back. "I'm sorry."
The teacher awarded her only one further glare before returning to her lecture. Maeve rubbed her eyes with the backs of her hands. Last night, she'd gotten very little sleep. It was a mercy when the bell rang.
Wearily she plodded outside, already fishing in her pocket for money to buy lunch.
"Hey, Maeve." a form crossed her vision.
Blearily she looked up. It was one of the "popular" boys. "Oh. Hi."
"You look tired. Didn't get much sleep last night?"
"Barely any."
He grinned. "Too busy with, uh, Thomas?" he asked, winking.
Maeve's head reared back. Where was this coming from? She grabbed his arm. "Where the hell did you hear that?"
The grin was replaced by a smirk. "You dropped some letter outside of Drama. We only had time to glance at it before that Rhiannon chick swooped in and grabbed it up."
Maeve didn't waste any more time on him. She turned on her heel and went to Rhiannon, who was standing across the tarmac, talking to a group of th "popular" girls.
"I want it back."
Rhiannon turned around serenely. She didn't need to ask to know what 'it' was. "Are you going to answer it?"
Maeve sighed. "That's not important. Give it back." she extended her hand, waiting for Rhiannon to give it back.
Rhinnon didn't budge. "It is so important. If you don't write back, you'll hurt him." The girls at her back gave little 'oohs' about Maeve O'Connor having a boy.
Maeve gave them a good glare. "That isn't your concern. You promised to put it in my keeping. You're the messenger. So give it to me. It's no concern of yours whether or not I'll answer it."
"Is it not?" Rhiannon looked down her nose. "I for one do not want to hike all over Gwennedd this summer and tell him the girl he loves won't even write."
Maeve turned red. "If I promise to answer it, will you give it back?"
Rhiannon looked down her nose at Maeve, then handed the letter over. "I will hold you to that promise, Maeve O'Connor. Bring me the reply as soon as it is finished. Don't even think of refusing to reply."
She is too sure of herself, Maeve thought as she walked away, letter in hand. Rhiannon's lofty attitude bugged her.
So she had to write the letter.
