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The Nurse! And, I don't own the Recess characters...
1 Chapter 4
Ashley walked very fast down the hallway in spite of her high heels. She was so angry that her vision was unclear and her fists were automatically clenched.
,,How dared she....that bitch," she murmured to herself.
,,M'am! Wait up!" Ashley turned on her heel, seeing a nurse hurrying towards her. The nurse was rather small and curvaceous, with very long auburn hair and yellow-green eyes. (AN: That's me when I'll get rid of my braces!)
,,What?!" she spat out angrily. The nurse´s eyes became wide.
,,Er...Dr Hill wanted to..." the nurse studdered nervously.
,,Where is she?" Ashley hissed, but then she saw Dr Hill walking towards her and the nurse.
,,Mrs Detweiler, can you talk to me for a second?" Dr Hill asked.
,,Actually, I'm on a hurry and..."
,,It'll only take a second."
,,Fine. What?" Ashley folded her arms on her chest and tapped her foot impatiently. To her surprise, Dr Hill smiled.
,,Did she give you a hard time?"
,,It's a personal matter, Dr Hill," Ashley snapped. Being a sensible person, the nurse decided to flee.
,,No, don't take it personally. Miss Grundler is ill and probably doesn't realize that her words can hurt, you see. Dr Weaver is..."
,,Gretchen is jealous of me, that's her problem," Ashley said arrogantly. Dr Hill frowned.
,,Then you should stay for a minute and talk to Dr Weaver when he has talked to Miss Grundler." Ashley shrugged.
,,Fine. It's too late anyway for driving back to New Jersey. I'll just call my husband and I'll be right back."
,,OK," Dr Hill said. ,,The phones are over there. And if you'll excuse me, I have some patients to look after."
,,Detweiler." Ashley recognized her husband's voice.
,,Hi, TJ, it's me."
,,Ashley? Where are you? Alyssa said that you'd just zoomed out and..."
,,TJ, you remember Gretchen, right?"
,,Uh, yes." TJ's tone was puzzled. ,,And what's she got to do with your disappearance?"
,,Well...she....she attempted to frame a suicide."
,,What? Gretchen?"
,,Yes, and they called me. And I went to Philadelph..."
,,Are you in Philadelpia?!"
,,No, in Shingapore," Ashley said irritated. ,,Let me finish Teej!"
,,OK, OK, sorry."
,,And Gretchen's gone all weird. She accuses me of abandoning her and she...she..."
,,What?"
,,She's jealous."
,,Of what?"
,,I don't know," Ashley lied.
,,I know when you're lying, Spin," TJ said slyly.
,,Of you," Ashley blurted out.
,,Huh? Me? But..."
,,Listen, hun, I've gotta go. I´ll be home by noon tomorrow. Bye!" Ashley had seen Dr Weaver coming out of Gretchen's room. She threw on the phone and ran her fingers nervously through her hair. She suddenly wished that she was still young and slender. She had become quite plumpish after the youngest child. But she was still charming, with thick, jet black hair, big, dark eyes and a beautiful face. She was...a mature woman.
,,Mrs Detweiler!" Dr Weaver exclaimed and walked fast toward Ashley. God, is that man hot or what? Ashey thought. He paralyzes with one smile.
,,Ye-yes?"
Gretchen's POV
*this happened while Ashley was talking to the nurse, Dr Hill and TJ*
,,M'am?"
,,What?" I hiss and look up. Oh my God. The most handsome man on Earth. Brad Pitt is just a numskull next to him.
,,I'm Dr Weaver." he smiles. Oh, now I'm going red. Help!
,,Gr-Gretchen Grund-Grundler," I studder awkwardly. God, I'm soooo pathetic! He smiles.
,,I saw that your friend rushed out. She seemed a bit...upset?" Of course he notices pretty perfect Spinelli. Everyone do.
,,Huh, Spinelli. She's not my friend. She was my friend," I say and sigh dramatically. Suddenly, I vorhee about how I look. Probably awful.
,,Spinelli?" He seems puzzled. ,,I thought her name was Ashley Detweiler?"
,,Her former last name," I say simply. He shrugges.
,,Anyway, it's not the point. I came here to talk to you. I'm a psychiatrist and..."
,,A psychiatrist!" I shriek. I know how to charm mens, huh? ,,I'm not mad!"
,,No, you're not mad, Miss Grundler, you're ill. I came here to talk to you about your suicide attemt."
,,What about it?"
,,I want you to tell me why you did it."
,,Because I didn't want to live anylonger." Duh? What's with the attitude?
,,Why?"
,,There's no point for me of living anylonger," I say sadly.
,,But you have a splendid career," he says and frownes.
,,Career, yes. But life? No. Besides, if I want to take my own life, it's nones business. it's my business." It's simple. Why do those people have to bug me about this?
,,Miss Grundler, you're tired. I'll be back here in the morning," Dr Weaver, Mr Extremely Handsome says. He stands up and leaves.
,,Goodbye," I whisper after he's slammed the door.
I'm working on chapter 5 now....I want some reviews....
Ashley....
1 Chapter 4
Ashley walked very fast down the hallway in spite of her high heels. She was so angry that her vision was unclear and her fists were automatically clenched.
,,How dared she....that bitch," she murmured to herself.
,,M'am! Wait up!" Ashley turned on her heel, seeing a nurse hurrying towards her. The nurse was rather small and curvaceous, with very long auburn hair and yellow-green eyes. (AN: That's me when I'll get rid of my braces!)
,,What?!" she spat out angrily. The nurse´s eyes became wide.
,,Er...Dr Hill wanted to..." the nurse studdered nervously.
,,Where is she?" Ashley hissed, but then she saw Dr Hill walking towards her and the nurse.
,,Mrs Detweiler, can you talk to me for a second?" Dr Hill asked.
,,Actually, I'm on a hurry and..."
,,It'll only take a second."
,,Fine. What?" Ashley folded her arms on her chest and tapped her foot impatiently. To her surprise, Dr Hill smiled.
,,Did she give you a hard time?"
,,It's a personal matter, Dr Hill," Ashley snapped. Being a sensible person, the nurse decided to flee.
,,No, don't take it personally. Miss Grundler is ill and probably doesn't realize that her words can hurt, you see. Dr Weaver is..."
,,Gretchen is jealous of me, that's her problem," Ashley said arrogantly. Dr Hill frowned.
,,Then you should stay for a minute and talk to Dr Weaver when he has talked to Miss Grundler." Ashley shrugged.
,,Fine. It's too late anyway for driving back to New Jersey. I'll just call my husband and I'll be right back."
,,OK," Dr Hill said. ,,The phones are over there. And if you'll excuse me, I have some patients to look after."
,,Detweiler." Ashley recognized her husband's voice.
,,Hi, TJ, it's me."
,,Ashley? Where are you? Alyssa said that you'd just zoomed out and..."
,,TJ, you remember Gretchen, right?"
,,Uh, yes." TJ's tone was puzzled. ,,And what's she got to do with your disappearance?"
,,Well...she....she attempted to frame a suicide."
,,What? Gretchen?"
,,Yes, and they called me. And I went to Philadelph..."
,,Are you in Philadelpia?!"
,,No, in Shingapore," Ashley said irritated. ,,Let me finish Teej!"
,,OK, OK, sorry."
,,And Gretchen's gone all weird. She accuses me of abandoning her and she...she..."
,,What?"
,,She's jealous."
,,Of what?"
,,I don't know," Ashley lied.
,,I know when you're lying, Spin," TJ said slyly.
,,Of you," Ashley blurted out.
,,Huh? Me? But..."
,,Listen, hun, I've gotta go. I´ll be home by noon tomorrow. Bye!" Ashley had seen Dr Weaver coming out of Gretchen's room. She threw on the phone and ran her fingers nervously through her hair. She suddenly wished that she was still young and slender. She had become quite plumpish after the youngest child. But she was still charming, with thick, jet black hair, big, dark eyes and a beautiful face. She was...a mature woman.
,,Mrs Detweiler!" Dr Weaver exclaimed and walked fast toward Ashley. God, is that man hot or what? Ashey thought. He paralyzes with one smile.
,,Ye-yes?"
Gretchen's POV
*this happened while Ashley was talking to the nurse, Dr Hill and TJ*
,,M'am?"
,,What?" I hiss and look up. Oh my God. The most handsome man on Earth. Brad Pitt is just a numskull next to him.
,,I'm Dr Weaver." he smiles. Oh, now I'm going red. Help!
,,Gr-Gretchen Grund-Grundler," I studder awkwardly. God, I'm soooo pathetic! He smiles.
,,I saw that your friend rushed out. She seemed a bit...upset?" Of course he notices pretty perfect Spinelli. Everyone do.
,,Huh, Spinelli. She's not my friend. She was my friend," I say and sigh dramatically. Suddenly, I vorhee about how I look. Probably awful.
,,Spinelli?" He seems puzzled. ,,I thought her name was Ashley Detweiler?"
,,Her former last name," I say simply. He shrugges.
,,Anyway, it's not the point. I came here to talk to you. I'm a psychiatrist and..."
,,A psychiatrist!" I shriek. I know how to charm mens, huh? ,,I'm not mad!"
,,No, you're not mad, Miss Grundler, you're ill. I came here to talk to you about your suicide attemt."
,,What about it?"
,,I want you to tell me why you did it."
,,Because I didn't want to live anylonger." Duh? What's with the attitude?
,,Why?"
,,There's no point for me of living anylonger," I say sadly.
,,But you have a splendid career," he says and frownes.
,,Career, yes. But life? No. Besides, if I want to take my own life, it's nones business. it's my business." It's simple. Why do those people have to bug me about this?
,,Miss Grundler, you're tired. I'll be back here in the morning," Dr Weaver, Mr Extremely Handsome says. He stands up and leaves.
,,Goodbye," I whisper after he's slammed the door.
I'm working on chapter 5 now....I want some reviews....
Ashley....