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Jane shifted nervously in her seat. Her last meeting had ended a minute ago, and she was dreading the next one.
Bethany Nottingham.
Sadly, the kid had proven to be more trouble than she was worth. And she must be worth alot since people continously liked to come into the classroom and try to kill her. It was like having Buffy the Vampire Slayer as a student. But of course, as soon as the ordeal was over, it would be covered up and all of a sudden it never happened.
Jane was going out of her mind. She could see why Samantha tried to get Bethany expelled. She would do the same if she could, except that was cause the great wrath of her father to come down on deaths wings and do God knows what to her. Jane actually prefered to keep her mental state.
It was one minute past the time her meeting started. She hoped that maybe he wouldn't show. She had turned her back to pick up some loose papers, when she heard a knock on the door. She turned around immediately and prayed not to upset her safety by saying the wrong thing about Bethany. She looked at the person at the door and wanted to scream for joy. There was no dark gothic person, but instead a woman. He had not shown, and the person for the next meeting had come early.
The woman, who was obviously pregnant, walked in a little and looked at Jane. "Hey, are you Jane Dunlap?"
Jane smiled, totally uplifted form not having to deal with Bethany's father. "Yes, I am." She extenede her hand out to the woman.
The woman nodded and shook her hand. "I'm here for the parent teacher meeting."
"Ah, yes, of course. I've never seen you before. Who is your child?"
"Oh, I'm Sara Nottingham. I'm here for my daughter, Bethany." Sara griminced when she noticed Jane go pale.
Jane couldn't help but stare at her. Here was a woman who seemed perfectly normal and nice, yet she was married to psycho gothic man? There must be more to this woman than meets the eye of she could live day in and day off with that man.
Sara sighed at Jane's reaction. "Uh, shouldn't we start the meeting?"
Jane snapped back to attention. "Oh, yes, of course."
The meeting went well. Jane explained how Bethany was advance in all her courses, and except for a few problems involving weapons, beating kids senseless, and walking up on the roof, Bethany was doing fine.
"In fact, I was thinking of having her moved up a few grades, so......."
"I'm sorry, but that isn't possible." Sara interjected. Jane was a bit shaken by her response.
"You do not wish for Bethany to advance a grade?"
"I wish for my little seven year old girl to be left alone with kids her own age. Not to be an outcast in another classroom. It would be better if she remained in her own grade." 'Not to mention the fact that she would slice and dice any older kid who tried to mess with her' Sara thought to herself.
Jane shurgged. "Alright, it was only a sugestion. Um," Jane started. She was curious and had to know. "Are you still married to Bethany's father? I don't mean to be rude, but I have never seen you together before."
"Yeah, almost ten years. Usually he does this stuff. His work is easier to arrange than mine."
"Ah, I see. What do you do for a living?"
"I'm a homicide detective." The look that hit Jane's face was equivalent to as if she had learned the meaning of life.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Okay, that explained it. She recalled being told this before, but now it made sense. No wonder Sara could be married to that man. She faced that kind of thing everyday at work. "Well, Mrs. Nottingham, it was nice to meet you."
Sara nodded. "Yeah. See ya." Sara proceeded to walk out as fast as possible. She hated it when this happened. On her way to Jamie's classroom, she passed another couple. She tried to be pleasant, but the woman turned white and pratically hid behind her husband, who was almost trying to hide himself. 'Geez, why does this always happen?'
She knocked on Samantha Catalina's door. Samantha opened the door and gave a half smile.
"Mrs. Nottingham. I'm glad to see you. Please come in." Sara nodded and followed her inside.
"You look well, Ms. Catalina."
"Yeah, you too. I haven't seen you since the settelement we had a year or so ago."
"Oh yeah." Sara said, have grimancing at the memory.
Samantha went through the meeting rather quickly, also ending with a suggestion that Jamie should skip up a few grades. Sara denided this as well.
"Mrs. Nottingham, why do you wish to keep your children from going further in their education?"
"Because, they may be smart, but they are still only six and seven. Just let them have a normal schooling education. If I think they should be moved up, I'll let you know." Sara replied, with much emphasis on the word "normal".
"Oh yes, they deserve to be normal." Samantha replied softly. Sara then made an excuse to leave and went home.
"Hey, how did it go?" Ian asked her when she got home. Sara just looked at him and collapsed on the couch. "That bad?"
Sara nodded. "Remind me why I married you?"
Ian was a bit taken back by the question. "Uh, because the Irish dude died?" He joked, trying to brightrn things up. It didn't help. "Because I love you, and hopefully the feeling is returned?"
Sara smirked. 'Always paranoid.' "Yeah, yeah. And my state pf pregnancy is proof of it. It's just......." She sighed. "That whole schhol treats us and out kids like we're a plague. You should have seen what happened in between the meetings."
"Hey, you did say you wanted to go. I would have gone if you wanted."
"Oh, no! You are forbidden to go to any of those meetings again. I do not want to deal with anymore teachers that you put into emotional break downs." Sara said seriously.
"Samantha Catalina was already a mess to begin with. And she had no right to expell Bethany."
"Ian, I know you like to think of our daughter as an innocent angel of heaven, but she really isn't."
"She is an innocent."
"Ian, she had weapons at school!"
"She had an omen that she would be attacked, so she followed it. And look what happened that day! She was attacked, and she protected that whole class while doing so. The only reason Samantha complained was because her brother was one of the attackers! Bethany did not deserve to be punished for doing the right thing." He argued.
"I know, love, I know. I just wish they could be normal. That we could be normal. No visions, no people after us, and no witchblade."
"I do too. But....."
"We can't escape our destiny." She said, laughing lightly. "I know."
"It will get better with time. I promise."
That's what he always said. Sara smiled and nodded. "Yeah, one day, it will."
Coming Attractions:
The Invitation
Jane shifted nervously in her seat. Her last meeting had ended a minute ago, and she was dreading the next one.
Bethany Nottingham.
Sadly, the kid had proven to be more trouble than she was worth. And she must be worth alot since people continously liked to come into the classroom and try to kill her. It was like having Buffy the Vampire Slayer as a student. But of course, as soon as the ordeal was over, it would be covered up and all of a sudden it never happened.
Jane was going out of her mind. She could see why Samantha tried to get Bethany expelled. She would do the same if she could, except that was cause the great wrath of her father to come down on deaths wings and do God knows what to her. Jane actually prefered to keep her mental state.
It was one minute past the time her meeting started. She hoped that maybe he wouldn't show. She had turned her back to pick up some loose papers, when she heard a knock on the door. She turned around immediately and prayed not to upset her safety by saying the wrong thing about Bethany. She looked at the person at the door and wanted to scream for joy. There was no dark gothic person, but instead a woman. He had not shown, and the person for the next meeting had come early.
The woman, who was obviously pregnant, walked in a little and looked at Jane. "Hey, are you Jane Dunlap?"
Jane smiled, totally uplifted form not having to deal with Bethany's father. "Yes, I am." She extenede her hand out to the woman.
The woman nodded and shook her hand. "I'm here for the parent teacher meeting."
"Ah, yes, of course. I've never seen you before. Who is your child?"
"Oh, I'm Sara Nottingham. I'm here for my daughter, Bethany." Sara griminced when she noticed Jane go pale.
Jane couldn't help but stare at her. Here was a woman who seemed perfectly normal and nice, yet she was married to psycho gothic man? There must be more to this woman than meets the eye of she could live day in and day off with that man.
Sara sighed at Jane's reaction. "Uh, shouldn't we start the meeting?"
Jane snapped back to attention. "Oh, yes, of course."
The meeting went well. Jane explained how Bethany was advance in all her courses, and except for a few problems involving weapons, beating kids senseless, and walking up on the roof, Bethany was doing fine.
"In fact, I was thinking of having her moved up a few grades, so......."
"I'm sorry, but that isn't possible." Sara interjected. Jane was a bit shaken by her response.
"You do not wish for Bethany to advance a grade?"
"I wish for my little seven year old girl to be left alone with kids her own age. Not to be an outcast in another classroom. It would be better if she remained in her own grade." 'Not to mention the fact that she would slice and dice any older kid who tried to mess with her' Sara thought to herself.
Jane shurgged. "Alright, it was only a sugestion. Um," Jane started. She was curious and had to know. "Are you still married to Bethany's father? I don't mean to be rude, but I have never seen you together before."
"Yeah, almost ten years. Usually he does this stuff. His work is easier to arrange than mine."
"Ah, I see. What do you do for a living?"
"I'm a homicide detective." The look that hit Jane's face was equivalent to as if she had learned the meaning of life.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." Okay, that explained it. She recalled being told this before, but now it made sense. No wonder Sara could be married to that man. She faced that kind of thing everyday at work. "Well, Mrs. Nottingham, it was nice to meet you."
Sara nodded. "Yeah. See ya." Sara proceeded to walk out as fast as possible. She hated it when this happened. On her way to Jamie's classroom, she passed another couple. She tried to be pleasant, but the woman turned white and pratically hid behind her husband, who was almost trying to hide himself. 'Geez, why does this always happen?'
She knocked on Samantha Catalina's door. Samantha opened the door and gave a half smile.
"Mrs. Nottingham. I'm glad to see you. Please come in." Sara nodded and followed her inside.
"You look well, Ms. Catalina."
"Yeah, you too. I haven't seen you since the settelement we had a year or so ago."
"Oh yeah." Sara said, have grimancing at the memory.
Samantha went through the meeting rather quickly, also ending with a suggestion that Jamie should skip up a few grades. Sara denided this as well.
"Mrs. Nottingham, why do you wish to keep your children from going further in their education?"
"Because, they may be smart, but they are still only six and seven. Just let them have a normal schooling education. If I think they should be moved up, I'll let you know." Sara replied, with much emphasis on the word "normal".
"Oh yes, they deserve to be normal." Samantha replied softly. Sara then made an excuse to leave and went home.
"Hey, how did it go?" Ian asked her when she got home. Sara just looked at him and collapsed on the couch. "That bad?"
Sara nodded. "Remind me why I married you?"
Ian was a bit taken back by the question. "Uh, because the Irish dude died?" He joked, trying to brightrn things up. It didn't help. "Because I love you, and hopefully the feeling is returned?"
Sara smirked. 'Always paranoid.' "Yeah, yeah. And my state pf pregnancy is proof of it. It's just......." She sighed. "That whole schhol treats us and out kids like we're a plague. You should have seen what happened in between the meetings."
"Hey, you did say you wanted to go. I would have gone if you wanted."
"Oh, no! You are forbidden to go to any of those meetings again. I do not want to deal with anymore teachers that you put into emotional break downs." Sara said seriously.
"Samantha Catalina was already a mess to begin with. And she had no right to expell Bethany."
"Ian, I know you like to think of our daughter as an innocent angel of heaven, but she really isn't."
"She is an innocent."
"Ian, she had weapons at school!"
"She had an omen that she would be attacked, so she followed it. And look what happened that day! She was attacked, and she protected that whole class while doing so. The only reason Samantha complained was because her brother was one of the attackers! Bethany did not deserve to be punished for doing the right thing." He argued.
"I know, love, I know. I just wish they could be normal. That we could be normal. No visions, no people after us, and no witchblade."
"I do too. But....."
"We can't escape our destiny." She said, laughing lightly. "I know."
"It will get better with time. I promise."
That's what he always said. Sara smiled and nodded. "Yeah, one day, it will."
Coming Attractions:
The Invitation