Eli: Here's the new chap. Like I promised. Enjoy!
-Same date as before-
Samantha Catalina stood in her quiet kindergarten classroom. How she had missed this place. Teaching was her life, nothing stopped her.
Except for the one known as Bethany Nottingham.
In her mind, Bethany's name was Anti-Christ. The seed of evil put amongest mortals. He father being satan himself in a man's form. A dark, deadly man who was overly protective of the one who would destroy the world in the future. Two years she had spent away, forgetting the fear. It had been awful, but now it was over.She smiled. Bethany was now in grade two and would never darken her door way again.
Or so she thought.
As students slowly entered the classroom, she welcomed them warmly. She briefly chatted with one of the parents when she saw a flash of black at the door. She peered over the shoulder of the parent to see Bethany Nottingham herself, standing in the doorway. When Bethany saw that she had the woman's attention, she smiled and did the sign of the cross. Which was Bethany's idea of a joke. She then turned and left.
Samantha felt herself exhale a breath she didn't know she was keeping in. She shook the thought of the demon child out of her mind and continued talking.
When the bell rang, thirty new students sat at the desk. Some crying, some sleeping, most terrified. She put a big smile on.
"Hello Class. My name is Ms. Catalina." The class remained silent, save for one boy who said "Good morning, Ms. Catalina." Samantha smiled at the boy and knew right away he would be a favorite.
"I'm going to call out your names. When I say your name, say either here or present or you can just raise your hand. Everybody understand?" Thirty little heads nodded.
"Evelyn Avilla?"
"Here."
"Micheal Beatry?"
"Present."
"Catherine Dalek?"
"Here." She went on and on.
"Damian Naoimi?"
"Present."
"James N-" She stopped and stared at the name. Her voice suddenly became very weak. "Nottingham?"
"Here." She looked over. It was the boy who she held such high hopes for. Maybe not all was lost.
"James, do you have a sister?"
"Call me Jamie. That's what my mommy and daddy call me."
"Jamie, do you have a sister?" He nodded his head.
"Bethany, she dropped me off this morning." That's why the demon had visited. To drop off the next prodigy of evil. She stared at him for a long time. How could she not have known? He had the same bright green eyes and the same fasion sense dedicated to black. His hair was a light brown color and was straight, but he was still one of them.
Some of the kids began to whisper and that brought her back to her senses. She continued on the rest of the day and tried not to remember that the second seed of the devil was in her class.
Days flew by and she ignored him most of the day. It was her special attention to Bethany that had gotten her father's attention. Jamie behaved in class and just like his sister was already too advanced for the class.
Jamie was bored. The teacher never called on him to do anything. And he loved his teacher. He knew she was a sweet woman. But she was also terrified of him. "Stupid Beth," He thought to himself. "Had to scare the teacher with daddy's English broad sword. Now she will never like me."
He pulled out the book his father had given him to read, Pride and Prejudice. He was almost to the end when he got an idea. When it became lunch time, he moved away from his class to complete his plan. He hid his surprise until school ended.
Jamie walked up to Ms. Catalina and pulled on her long skirt. She turned and looked down on him. Her skin immediately paled and her knees began to quake. He ignored it all.
"Yes, J...J....James?"
"Here. For you." Samantha waited for nothing short of a bomb when he pulled out a small gathering of flowers from the school garden. Samantha slowly took the bouquet from his hands. She was truly touched.
"Thank you, Jamie."
"Your welcome. Ms. Catalina?"
"Yes, Jamie?"
"I'm not like Bethany. You don't have to worry." She looked into his big, innocent eyes.
"You're right. You are not Bethany."
"Well, Beth is waiting. Bye Ms. Catalina."
"Good-bye Jamie." He ran out the door. Samantha sniffed the flowers and smiled.
Maybe he really wasn't the spawn of satan.
Coming Attractions:
Gracie Clarice Po McCartney -in-
Please Don't Disect The Dolly
-Same date as before-
Samantha Catalina stood in her quiet kindergarten classroom. How she had missed this place. Teaching was her life, nothing stopped her.
Except for the one known as Bethany Nottingham.
In her mind, Bethany's name was Anti-Christ. The seed of evil put amongest mortals. He father being satan himself in a man's form. A dark, deadly man who was overly protective of the one who would destroy the world in the future. Two years she had spent away, forgetting the fear. It had been awful, but now it was over.She smiled. Bethany was now in grade two and would never darken her door way again.
Or so she thought.
As students slowly entered the classroom, she welcomed them warmly. She briefly chatted with one of the parents when she saw a flash of black at the door. She peered over the shoulder of the parent to see Bethany Nottingham herself, standing in the doorway. When Bethany saw that she had the woman's attention, she smiled and did the sign of the cross. Which was Bethany's idea of a joke. She then turned and left.
Samantha felt herself exhale a breath she didn't know she was keeping in. She shook the thought of the demon child out of her mind and continued talking.
When the bell rang, thirty new students sat at the desk. Some crying, some sleeping, most terrified. She put a big smile on.
"Hello Class. My name is Ms. Catalina." The class remained silent, save for one boy who said "Good morning, Ms. Catalina." Samantha smiled at the boy and knew right away he would be a favorite.
"I'm going to call out your names. When I say your name, say either here or present or you can just raise your hand. Everybody understand?" Thirty little heads nodded.
"Evelyn Avilla?"
"Here."
"Micheal Beatry?"
"Present."
"Catherine Dalek?"
"Here." She went on and on.
"Damian Naoimi?"
"Present."
"James N-" She stopped and stared at the name. Her voice suddenly became very weak. "Nottingham?"
"Here." She looked over. It was the boy who she held such high hopes for. Maybe not all was lost.
"James, do you have a sister?"
"Call me Jamie. That's what my mommy and daddy call me."
"Jamie, do you have a sister?" He nodded his head.
"Bethany, she dropped me off this morning." That's why the demon had visited. To drop off the next prodigy of evil. She stared at him for a long time. How could she not have known? He had the same bright green eyes and the same fasion sense dedicated to black. His hair was a light brown color and was straight, but he was still one of them.
Some of the kids began to whisper and that brought her back to her senses. She continued on the rest of the day and tried not to remember that the second seed of the devil was in her class.
Days flew by and she ignored him most of the day. It was her special attention to Bethany that had gotten her father's attention. Jamie behaved in class and just like his sister was already too advanced for the class.
Jamie was bored. The teacher never called on him to do anything. And he loved his teacher. He knew she was a sweet woman. But she was also terrified of him. "Stupid Beth," He thought to himself. "Had to scare the teacher with daddy's English broad sword. Now she will never like me."
He pulled out the book his father had given him to read, Pride and Prejudice. He was almost to the end when he got an idea. When it became lunch time, he moved away from his class to complete his plan. He hid his surprise until school ended.
Jamie walked up to Ms. Catalina and pulled on her long skirt. She turned and looked down on him. Her skin immediately paled and her knees began to quake. He ignored it all.
"Yes, J...J....James?"
"Here. For you." Samantha waited for nothing short of a bomb when he pulled out a small gathering of flowers from the school garden. Samantha slowly took the bouquet from his hands. She was truly touched.
"Thank you, Jamie."
"Your welcome. Ms. Catalina?"
"Yes, Jamie?"
"I'm not like Bethany. You don't have to worry." She looked into his big, innocent eyes.
"You're right. You are not Bethany."
"Well, Beth is waiting. Bye Ms. Catalina."
"Good-bye Jamie." He ran out the door. Samantha sniffed the flowers and smiled.
Maybe he really wasn't the spawn of satan.
Coming Attractions:
Gracie Clarice Po McCartney -in-
Please Don't Disect The Dolly