Eli: I live! Nice to see Dm back from the dead as well. Here's the next
chapter. Enjoy!
It is surprising that such a little thing could affect so much. The green sprig of pure romantic evil was strategically placed under the archway to the back entrance of the school.
Who put it there was a mystery, but it was interesting to see who was caught up in the deadly game.
-Victim's one-
The two boys arrived at school very early that morning. They climbed the fence to the rooftop and sat in waiting with their bucket if red paint. They wanted revenge for the humiliations Bethany had caused, along with her stalker boyfriend person.
They saw her get out of the car and walk up the street with her little brother running ahead. They let him pass. They didn't dare laugh, but smirked at what was about to happen. Just five steps more and.
Bam! The paint bucket fell from the roof to the street. The boys looked down, but in anger. Bethany had not been hit! They must regroup and try again later.
They had been planning on her getting hit with paint, but had not planned on Dominic to be there last minute to push her out of the way.
Bethany was about to scream his ear off when she saw the paint splatter. Then she closed her jaw. She didn't even complain that he had knocked her over and that he was lying partly on top of her still. She looked up at him, and that was when she noticed the green thing above their heads. Bethany sighed and waited for a moment for the inevitable.
"Bethany, you okay?" She was looking up above him. "Hey, you okay?"
"Yeah." She said wearily.
"What?"
Bethany smiled her mischievous half smile before kissing him quietly and quickly on the lips.
"Now get off me." She demanded playfully. He quickly did as he was told. He continued to stare at her.
"What.was.. that.. for?" She laughed and smirked.
"If you had looked up, you would have seen it." And she ran off. Dominic turned and looked up. All he could see was some green stuff. He shrugged and then ran after her.
-Victim's two-
Jamie quietly followed Hollie down the hall. His daddy and mommy had said not to follow her, but he couldn't help it. He wanted to see everything she did.
Hollie was a year older than he was, and made fun of him, and called him a freak, and spit at him, and thought he was evil, but he still liked her. He definitely had inherited his father's patience.
She was too busy talking to her friends to notice it, but Jamie saw it a mile away. He just had to wait till she stood under it. He smiled in apprehension.
Hollie finally walked into position when Jamie sprung partly at her. She rolled her eyes.
"What do you want, freak?"
"Nothin' but this." He leaned and kissed her on the cheek. She screamed and wiped at her face.
"Gross, why did you do that?! I never said you could do that!"
"Under the green stuff. And you know what? I could do it again."
Hollie shrieked again at the idea.
"You are such a freak! Why don't you go crawl somewhere far away and die? No one likes you anyway! I hate you! Your mom and dad must be freaks, too! Go away!"
Jamie took it all, but not very well. He lowered his head and was too embarrassed to move.
"Didn't you hear me, freak? Or are you too stupid? Must get that from your parents as well! I'll say it one more time, go away!"
Jamie still didn't move.
"Alright, freak, you asked for it!" Hollie pulled her hand back and swung it at his face.
An iron grasp held her wrist before she could connect with his face. Bethany held the wrist firmly, making Hollie cringe from pain.
"Back up off my brother!" She growled slowly, letting each word make Hollie's spine shiver. Hollie tried to regain her courage.
"Oh, so you need big sister to help yo-"
"No!" Bethany cut her off. "He's just too much of a gentleman to strike a lady. Though you can hardly be considered a lady, you white trash!"
Bethany pulled Hollie's wrist back and barked out.
"If I even see you so much as look at Jamie the wrong way, I will come back and break your arm! Do you understand me?"
"Yes, yes. Just let me go. Please!" Bethany released Hollie and she ran off. She walked to Jamie and put her hand under his chin. She raised his gaze to her level.
"Hey, don't let her get you down. There's plenty more where she came from. And some of them won't yell your ear of for following Christmas tradition. You gonna be okay?"
"Uh huh. Thanks Beth."
"Sure. Next time, I say slap her."
-Victim's 3-
"Piggyback! Piggyback! Piggyback!" Gracie chanted. Chris sighed and kneeled down. She jumped onto his back and wrapped her arms around his neck. He picked her up under her knees and carried her around the playground.
"Jumpy?" She asked and instead of walking, he began to hop. Gracie squealed with delight. "Higher!" She screamed and he did his best to please her.
They were on the edge of school when Gracie saw something weird hanging from the archway.
"Chris, go to the door, please." He stopped hopping and walked over there. Gracie stared at it a long time.
"What are you doing, Gracie?"
"I'm looking at the green stuff. Put me down so you can see it, too." She crawled off his back and tilted her head way back to gaze at it. "What is that stuff?"
"It's missle toes."
"Missle toes? Are you sure?"
"Uh huh."
"So what happens when you stand under the green stuff? I mean missle toes."
"This." He bent over and kissed her cheek. Unlike any other little kid, she squealed with laughter.
"That tickled." She said.
"No it didn't. I'll show you what tickles." With that warning, Gracie ran away. She covered her neck, protecting it from Chris, the tickle monster.
-Victim's 4-
"You're evil!"
"You're stupid!"
"You're ugly!"
"You're uglier!" Nicky and Teresa had been at it all recess. Teresa smiled triumphantly.
"You're the ugliest!" She announced. Nicky just stuck out his tongue. Teresa stuck her tongue back out at him.
"Well, you're a girl!" Nicky screamed at her.
"So are you!"
"I'm a boy!"
"Could've fooled me!" The kids continued to bicker until Nicky's teacher, Miss Benoit, came by and smiled.
"Ah! Kids and young love." Both kids stopped arguing and turned to her.
"Love? Yuck!" They both declared. She smiled.
"Then why are you both standing under the mistletoe together?"
Nicky and Teresa looked up in horror. They WERE standing under the mistletoe.
"Ah man!" Nicky shouted. Teresa pouted and closed her eyes.
"Hurry up and get it over with!"
"Why do I have to do it?" Nicky shined.
"Cause that's what boy's do."
"Then why aren't you doing it?"
"I'm a girl!" She shrieked.
"Could've fooled me." He liked using her own insult against her. She glared.
"Okay, then just count to three and we'll be done. Ready? One, two, three!" They both kissed in less than a second. They both immediately began to wipe their mouths. Ms. Benoit went off laughing. Teresa and Nicky looked at each other.
"This never happened." Teresa said and stuck her hand out.
"Right." Nicky shook her hand. Then the two went their separate ways.
Coming Attractions:
I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Clause
It is surprising that such a little thing could affect so much. The green sprig of pure romantic evil was strategically placed under the archway to the back entrance of the school.
Who put it there was a mystery, but it was interesting to see who was caught up in the deadly game.
-Victim's one-
The two boys arrived at school very early that morning. They climbed the fence to the rooftop and sat in waiting with their bucket if red paint. They wanted revenge for the humiliations Bethany had caused, along with her stalker boyfriend person.
They saw her get out of the car and walk up the street with her little brother running ahead. They let him pass. They didn't dare laugh, but smirked at what was about to happen. Just five steps more and.
Bam! The paint bucket fell from the roof to the street. The boys looked down, but in anger. Bethany had not been hit! They must regroup and try again later.
They had been planning on her getting hit with paint, but had not planned on Dominic to be there last minute to push her out of the way.
Bethany was about to scream his ear off when she saw the paint splatter. Then she closed her jaw. She didn't even complain that he had knocked her over and that he was lying partly on top of her still. She looked up at him, and that was when she noticed the green thing above their heads. Bethany sighed and waited for a moment for the inevitable.
"Bethany, you okay?" She was looking up above him. "Hey, you okay?"
"Yeah." She said wearily.
"What?"
Bethany smiled her mischievous half smile before kissing him quietly and quickly on the lips.
"Now get off me." She demanded playfully. He quickly did as he was told. He continued to stare at her.
"What.was.. that.. for?" She laughed and smirked.
"If you had looked up, you would have seen it." And she ran off. Dominic turned and looked up. All he could see was some green stuff. He shrugged and then ran after her.
-Victim's two-
Jamie quietly followed Hollie down the hall. His daddy and mommy had said not to follow her, but he couldn't help it. He wanted to see everything she did.
Hollie was a year older than he was, and made fun of him, and called him a freak, and spit at him, and thought he was evil, but he still liked her. He definitely had inherited his father's patience.
She was too busy talking to her friends to notice it, but Jamie saw it a mile away. He just had to wait till she stood under it. He smiled in apprehension.
Hollie finally walked into position when Jamie sprung partly at her. She rolled her eyes.
"What do you want, freak?"
"Nothin' but this." He leaned and kissed her on the cheek. She screamed and wiped at her face.
"Gross, why did you do that?! I never said you could do that!"
"Under the green stuff. And you know what? I could do it again."
Hollie shrieked again at the idea.
"You are such a freak! Why don't you go crawl somewhere far away and die? No one likes you anyway! I hate you! Your mom and dad must be freaks, too! Go away!"
Jamie took it all, but not very well. He lowered his head and was too embarrassed to move.
"Didn't you hear me, freak? Or are you too stupid? Must get that from your parents as well! I'll say it one more time, go away!"
Jamie still didn't move.
"Alright, freak, you asked for it!" Hollie pulled her hand back and swung it at his face.
An iron grasp held her wrist before she could connect with his face. Bethany held the wrist firmly, making Hollie cringe from pain.
"Back up off my brother!" She growled slowly, letting each word make Hollie's spine shiver. Hollie tried to regain her courage.
"Oh, so you need big sister to help yo-"
"No!" Bethany cut her off. "He's just too much of a gentleman to strike a lady. Though you can hardly be considered a lady, you white trash!"
Bethany pulled Hollie's wrist back and barked out.
"If I even see you so much as look at Jamie the wrong way, I will come back and break your arm! Do you understand me?"
"Yes, yes. Just let me go. Please!" Bethany released Hollie and she ran off. She walked to Jamie and put her hand under his chin. She raised his gaze to her level.
"Hey, don't let her get you down. There's plenty more where she came from. And some of them won't yell your ear of for following Christmas tradition. You gonna be okay?"
"Uh huh. Thanks Beth."
"Sure. Next time, I say slap her."
-Victim's 3-
"Piggyback! Piggyback! Piggyback!" Gracie chanted. Chris sighed and kneeled down. She jumped onto his back and wrapped her arms around his neck. He picked her up under her knees and carried her around the playground.
"Jumpy?" She asked and instead of walking, he began to hop. Gracie squealed with delight. "Higher!" She screamed and he did his best to please her.
They were on the edge of school when Gracie saw something weird hanging from the archway.
"Chris, go to the door, please." He stopped hopping and walked over there. Gracie stared at it a long time.
"What are you doing, Gracie?"
"I'm looking at the green stuff. Put me down so you can see it, too." She crawled off his back and tilted her head way back to gaze at it. "What is that stuff?"
"It's missle toes."
"Missle toes? Are you sure?"
"Uh huh."
"So what happens when you stand under the green stuff? I mean missle toes."
"This." He bent over and kissed her cheek. Unlike any other little kid, she squealed with laughter.
"That tickled." She said.
"No it didn't. I'll show you what tickles." With that warning, Gracie ran away. She covered her neck, protecting it from Chris, the tickle monster.
-Victim's 4-
"You're evil!"
"You're stupid!"
"You're ugly!"
"You're uglier!" Nicky and Teresa had been at it all recess. Teresa smiled triumphantly.
"You're the ugliest!" She announced. Nicky just stuck out his tongue. Teresa stuck her tongue back out at him.
"Well, you're a girl!" Nicky screamed at her.
"So are you!"
"I'm a boy!"
"Could've fooled me!" The kids continued to bicker until Nicky's teacher, Miss Benoit, came by and smiled.
"Ah! Kids and young love." Both kids stopped arguing and turned to her.
"Love? Yuck!" They both declared. She smiled.
"Then why are you both standing under the mistletoe together?"
Nicky and Teresa looked up in horror. They WERE standing under the mistletoe.
"Ah man!" Nicky shouted. Teresa pouted and closed her eyes.
"Hurry up and get it over with!"
"Why do I have to do it?" Nicky shined.
"Cause that's what boy's do."
"Then why aren't you doing it?"
"I'm a girl!" She shrieked.
"Could've fooled me." He liked using her own insult against her. She glared.
"Okay, then just count to three and we'll be done. Ready? One, two, three!" They both kissed in less than a second. They both immediately began to wipe their mouths. Ms. Benoit went off laughing. Teresa and Nicky looked at each other.
"This never happened." Teresa said and stuck her hand out.
"Right." Nicky shook her hand. Then the two went their separate ways.
Coming Attractions:
I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Clause