Hi again! Sorry for the delay in updating... Here comes the next chapter, with some explanations about the kindergarten teacher...


VII. The honeymoon is over


Meanwhile, Mrs Smith was having trouble with her ten kindergarten students... Of course, she was an experienced teacher, she had done this for over twenty-five years now; and, truth be told, she no longer had the stamina to run after those little demons... Time had never been soft on humans, and she knew that she wouldn't escape that fate.

Yeah, now she knew. But, back then, she hadn't known...

Back then, she was still in her early twenties, at the height of her youth. Still in college, and dreaming to live her life to the fullest. So, she led a wild life, trying out everything; sex, alcohol,drugs, alternative teachings, cults... That's how she met Meldis. Oh, Meldis...

Her daydreaming was interrupted by Kate screaming.

"Mrs Smith, Nicole took my doll!!!"

Truth be told, Mrs Smith had noticed almost immediately that Nicole was up to some mischief, but the best thing she could do right now was to play the peace keeper. Even though it was not the first time Nicole was causing trouble.

"Nicole, please give the doll back to Kate."

"But, Mrs Smith, I was the one to take it first."

"No, I did!" said an almost angry Kate. "You played with it yesterday. Today you took the Barbie doll."

"Well, you can have it..." said Nicole, almost reluctantly, but yet with a faked air of superiority.

Mrs Smith was glad that the incident was over – and she failed to notice the way Wyatt was looking at Nicole during the whole incident. Indeed, that "air of superiority" that Nicole kept around herself acted like a magnet to Wyatt... she was so clever, and so beautiful...

"Kate is always overreacting", he whispered to Ben.

Ben, on the other hand, didn't like girls that much... "Girls..." he muttered back to his friend, "always making fuss about nothing."After that, they returned to their legos.

As soon as her youngsters were playing peacefully again, Mrs Smith went back to her daydreaming.

Meldis was without doubt one of the most handsome men she had met. They met at a talk about UFOs... Halfway through the talk, she had decided that they guy giving the talk was totally nuts, and she was about to leave, when she noticed Meldis sitting two rows behind her... Very good looking, very masculine, a possibility surely worth exploiting... She moved next to him, he was apparently as bored from the lecture as she was, and... to cut a long story short, next day they woke up together, after a night of passion.

More passionate nights followed the first one – in retrospect, lots of alcohol and marijuana had contributed to it more than any chemistry between her and Meldis. And then, he started to introduce her to the dark side. And, as he did that, he started revealing his true face. "The honeymoon is over", he told her. But, it was too late for her to run away. Even though their "affair" was short-lived, she had a relationship for life. And not the type she had wished for.

"Mrs Smith, Nicole took my doll again!"

It seemed that this was not going to be an easy day, and she had to deal with Nicole.

"Nicole..."

"But, Mrs Smith..."

"No buts, Nicole. Go to the corner, and stay there."

With a strange air of dignity, Nicole went to the corner without saying a word.

Mrs Smith watched her for a short while. She had become a teacher in order to help children, trying to balance out the occasional assignments Meldis forced her to carry out. Even though they were as trivial as bringing information or delivering messages, she knew that they were part of a larger evil plan. She wanted out, but she knew he would kill her. And now, he had invaded the only pure part of her life, her school, by asking her to spy on Wyatt...

Lost in her thoughts, she didn't notice the anger in Wyatt's face, as he watched his favorite Nicole in the corner.

"I think Mrs Smith is evil", he whispered to Ben.

Ben looked at him, with a sudden seriousness in his face. One could say that he agreed with his friend.

"Then, we should do something about it", said the youngster with a strange resolution.