She opened her eyes and blinked. 'Not here again....' She thought. She sat up
from her out-stretched position she'd woken up in and pulled herself into a
cross-legged position. 'Always these clothes, always...' she thought once
again looking down at her smart attire. She loved that tie, and the tiepin
was stunning to her. She liked silver. It was her favourite worn colour,
next to black that is. She tucked in her legs tightly and adjusted her back
to a straight position. She looked around at the familiar surroundings and
breathed in the air. 'Hmmm this air seems more real than when I'm awake'.
She looked at the bench's that were placed in the old park. She saw the
lady sitting there talking to Mr. Anderson. She couldn't hear what she was
saying from a distance that big, but she thought it was probably something
about candy. The old lady left, her Asian companion accompanying her. Then
came the usual sound of footsteps. She watched as Mr. Anderson's surprised
expression spread onto his face as Smith walk towards him. Then he lied
about it.........
* * * * * * *
"Mr. Anderson..." Came the sound from her left. Naz jumped as she turned her head away from the television and glued them onto her friend. 'Oh no....' She thought, as she stared horrified at the young girl sitting next to her. She had fallen asleep! Well, Romeo and Juliet wasn't really that appealing to her, but she never thought she'd fall asleep. And now it has started. She had begun talking, and if you had ever met Josey, you would know that she doesn't have a quiet voice. In fact, it's rather loud. It could bypass all of her form class in one whisper and her form class was very lively.
"What was that noise in the back?" Shouted the teacher, over the sound of the television.
"Nothing sir!" Called Naz, loudly.
"Be quiet then please! Unless there's an earthquake, I don't want a peep! Understand?" Ordered the teacher.
"Yes sir!" Replied Naz, and half the class. Naz turned to look at Josey once more. She knew she should wake her up, but she didn't have a pillow, and having a fat lip for another 2 weeks wasn't in her agenda. Josey smiled. 'Smith is visible...' She shuddered. 'This is it....'
"Surprised to see me?" Spluttered Josey, heads from their row of tables turning.
"Shh! Can't you shut up?" Hissed Blondie, warningly. Blondie was a small boy, same size as Josey, and had short bleach-blonde hair that stuck to his head. He wore glasses that covered his blue eyes and it looked like he wore red eyeliner, but he didn't.
"No! She can't!" Hissed Naz back wearily.
"Our connection...." Coughed Josey again. At that point, the teacher was getting up to see what the hassle was. Quickly, Naz grabbed her, clean, gym socks from her bag and shuffed them gently into Josey's mouth, then turned her head around to face the wall.
"What's going on by here?!?!" Shouted the teacher.
"Nothing sir! She's just...eh...seen this film before sir!" Answered Naz hopefully.
"I'll see you two after class!" He threatened and he turned away back to his seat.
"Muffun, muffin muffcough." Came the sound from Josey. Naz turned back to the film, happy that no one could understand Josey, only to be questioned again.
"Hey, who's Mr. Anderson?" Asked Diaz, leaning over the table.
"Boy she likes." Naz was quick to answer.
"And she calls him 'Mr. Anderson'?" Laughed Danfan. Danfan had dyed red hair and was slightly big. But it suits her personality perfectly. It was quite impossible to meet anyone nicer, kinder and livelier!
"She likes to be precise!" Stated Naz bluntly.
"What's his real name?" Asked Blondie, interested.
"Thomas" Blushed Naz. She hid her face in her arms on the table and continued to watch the film, ignoring all distractions.
* * * * * * * *
"UNEXEPTABLE!" Shouted the teacher, after class. "Falling asleep during lesson's is insubordination."
"I apologize!" Josey answered, shamefaced.
"Don't answer back! And you, sticking up for her? Not telling the teacher about her misbehaviour?!?!?" Warned the teacher.
"But sir, she did the same for me earlier!" Pleaded Naz.
"You also fell asleep? That is it! I am sending you home! Both of you!" Finalised the teacher. He officially got them sent home in the registry office and walked them to the gate. He locked it behind him and said that if they entered the school grounds again today, they would be suspended.
* * * * * * *
They linked arms and walked down the small hill. They did a slow ashamed walk towards the road works at the end of the road and looked at each other. Both felt like crying, but neither felt like showing an emotion. Then, Josey spoke.
"My house?" She offered.
"Damn straight!"
"So, what was the dream about that made you cry?"
"I don't want to talk about it!"
"C'mon! I tell you all my dreams!"
"Fine! Trinity was dying, ok! And she made the situation worse by spouting all this gibberish about love!"
"What? My god! I don't think I want to see that dream."
"Well, with the way things are going for you, you probably wont, it doesn't include Smith or Agents."
"Oh good!"
They got to the end by the road works and snuck past through the grating, not getting noticed. They ran across the road to the other side and sprinted down to the shops. They entered a shop and bought, what they considered to be, red and blue pills, but they were actually lollies. Naz stuck a red one in her mouth and Josey had a blue.
"So, why the blue pill?" asked Naz, as the walked past, yet more, road works. Josey looked at her confusingly and then looked down towards her feet, still walking.
"I....I don't want to tell you!" She practically whispered. Josey turned her head back at Naz, looking up at her, and turned back.
"C'mon Squire! Tell me! Or I'll tickle you!" She warned.
"Ok, it's just that...." she strained, "I like the taste better." She smiled cheekily at Naz, who had stopped dead in her tracks with the blankest look on her face anyone would've ever seen. She blinked a couple of times, then persisted in walking.
"Is that what you're going to tell Morpheus?" Naz asked, on edge.
"Depends on how I'm feeling. I might be in a strawberry mood at that time. But right now I'm feeling like I want to put my sunglasses on, I don't know why." She replied, all joking, of course. She pulled out her sunglasses and placed them on her face, strangely, Naz mirrored her move completely, and she didn't even know it.
"Hey, where did my glasses go? They're not in my pocket anymore!!" Naz squealed.
"Um....Naz. They're on your face!" Josey stated, laughing. They linked arms once more, and walked past a building, when a black BMW with tinted windows pulled up onto the pavement, covering three already taken parking spaces. So it was really like pulling onto the pavement. Three smartly dressed individuals arouse from the car. Two appeared to be identical, until you had a harder look at them, in which case they were quite different. But the third was only identical in clothing. They brought their hands up to their ears and turned to look directly towards Naz and Josey. The individual one nodded and the three approached with force.
"Miss John, Miss Cheval. You're under arrest. Please, accompany us." Said the individual, Johnson.
"What? Hey! I haven't done anything wrong. So what I fell asleep in class-" Started Josey, getting interrupted.
"You fell asleep in class?" Asked one of the 'twins', Jackson, worriedly.
"Ye.... What's so wrong about that?" Asked Josey, not having a clue to what was going on, then she looked at the suits. "Heyyyyyyy nice tiepin! I always dreamt about having one like that."
"Ironically, I think they know that this is not far from the truth." Sighed Naz.
"What do you mean?" Wondered Josey. Josey looked at Naz and Naz mouthed the word 'Agent'. Josey took in this information and nodded. Then horror struck her. She turned back to Naz, grabbed her arm and started running, running as far as her legs would take her. The Agents effortlessly caught up with them and grabbed them by the scruff of their jumper necks. The Agents lifted them up and Josey slowly twisted around and became face to face with Johnson.
"Bollocks!" Swore Naz loudly, struggling to get free.
"Naz, let's be young ladies in front of these adults." Calmed Josey, not moving, but giving Johnson a really evil look.
"Then what is the word we should use in this situation?" Asked Naz, sighing while giving up.
"Balls!"
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In case you're wondering, this is a typical Naz/Josey day. This happening is not unusual. Thank you all you wonderful reviewers! All three of you!
~ ~ ~ ~ Josey ~ ~ ~ ~
* * * * * * *
"Mr. Anderson..." Came the sound from her left. Naz jumped as she turned her head away from the television and glued them onto her friend. 'Oh no....' She thought, as she stared horrified at the young girl sitting next to her. She had fallen asleep! Well, Romeo and Juliet wasn't really that appealing to her, but she never thought she'd fall asleep. And now it has started. She had begun talking, and if you had ever met Josey, you would know that she doesn't have a quiet voice. In fact, it's rather loud. It could bypass all of her form class in one whisper and her form class was very lively.
"What was that noise in the back?" Shouted the teacher, over the sound of the television.
"Nothing sir!" Called Naz, loudly.
"Be quiet then please! Unless there's an earthquake, I don't want a peep! Understand?" Ordered the teacher.
"Yes sir!" Replied Naz, and half the class. Naz turned to look at Josey once more. She knew she should wake her up, but she didn't have a pillow, and having a fat lip for another 2 weeks wasn't in her agenda. Josey smiled. 'Smith is visible...' She shuddered. 'This is it....'
"Surprised to see me?" Spluttered Josey, heads from their row of tables turning.
"Shh! Can't you shut up?" Hissed Blondie, warningly. Blondie was a small boy, same size as Josey, and had short bleach-blonde hair that stuck to his head. He wore glasses that covered his blue eyes and it looked like he wore red eyeliner, but he didn't.
"No! She can't!" Hissed Naz back wearily.
"Our connection...." Coughed Josey again. At that point, the teacher was getting up to see what the hassle was. Quickly, Naz grabbed her, clean, gym socks from her bag and shuffed them gently into Josey's mouth, then turned her head around to face the wall.
"What's going on by here?!?!" Shouted the teacher.
"Nothing sir! She's just...eh...seen this film before sir!" Answered Naz hopefully.
"I'll see you two after class!" He threatened and he turned away back to his seat.
"Muffun, muffin muffcough." Came the sound from Josey. Naz turned back to the film, happy that no one could understand Josey, only to be questioned again.
"Hey, who's Mr. Anderson?" Asked Diaz, leaning over the table.
"Boy she likes." Naz was quick to answer.
"And she calls him 'Mr. Anderson'?" Laughed Danfan. Danfan had dyed red hair and was slightly big. But it suits her personality perfectly. It was quite impossible to meet anyone nicer, kinder and livelier!
"She likes to be precise!" Stated Naz bluntly.
"What's his real name?" Asked Blondie, interested.
"Thomas" Blushed Naz. She hid her face in her arms on the table and continued to watch the film, ignoring all distractions.
* * * * * * * *
"UNEXEPTABLE!" Shouted the teacher, after class. "Falling asleep during lesson's is insubordination."
"I apologize!" Josey answered, shamefaced.
"Don't answer back! And you, sticking up for her? Not telling the teacher about her misbehaviour?!?!?" Warned the teacher.
"But sir, she did the same for me earlier!" Pleaded Naz.
"You also fell asleep? That is it! I am sending you home! Both of you!" Finalised the teacher. He officially got them sent home in the registry office and walked them to the gate. He locked it behind him and said that if they entered the school grounds again today, they would be suspended.
* * * * * * *
They linked arms and walked down the small hill. They did a slow ashamed walk towards the road works at the end of the road and looked at each other. Both felt like crying, but neither felt like showing an emotion. Then, Josey spoke.
"My house?" She offered.
"Damn straight!"
"So, what was the dream about that made you cry?"
"I don't want to talk about it!"
"C'mon! I tell you all my dreams!"
"Fine! Trinity was dying, ok! And she made the situation worse by spouting all this gibberish about love!"
"What? My god! I don't think I want to see that dream."
"Well, with the way things are going for you, you probably wont, it doesn't include Smith or Agents."
"Oh good!"
They got to the end by the road works and snuck past through the grating, not getting noticed. They ran across the road to the other side and sprinted down to the shops. They entered a shop and bought, what they considered to be, red and blue pills, but they were actually lollies. Naz stuck a red one in her mouth and Josey had a blue.
"So, why the blue pill?" asked Naz, as the walked past, yet more, road works. Josey looked at her confusingly and then looked down towards her feet, still walking.
"I....I don't want to tell you!" She practically whispered. Josey turned her head back at Naz, looking up at her, and turned back.
"C'mon Squire! Tell me! Or I'll tickle you!" She warned.
"Ok, it's just that...." she strained, "I like the taste better." She smiled cheekily at Naz, who had stopped dead in her tracks with the blankest look on her face anyone would've ever seen. She blinked a couple of times, then persisted in walking.
"Is that what you're going to tell Morpheus?" Naz asked, on edge.
"Depends on how I'm feeling. I might be in a strawberry mood at that time. But right now I'm feeling like I want to put my sunglasses on, I don't know why." She replied, all joking, of course. She pulled out her sunglasses and placed them on her face, strangely, Naz mirrored her move completely, and she didn't even know it.
"Hey, where did my glasses go? They're not in my pocket anymore!!" Naz squealed.
"Um....Naz. They're on your face!" Josey stated, laughing. They linked arms once more, and walked past a building, when a black BMW with tinted windows pulled up onto the pavement, covering three already taken parking spaces. So it was really like pulling onto the pavement. Three smartly dressed individuals arouse from the car. Two appeared to be identical, until you had a harder look at them, in which case they were quite different. But the third was only identical in clothing. They brought their hands up to their ears and turned to look directly towards Naz and Josey. The individual one nodded and the three approached with force.
"Miss John, Miss Cheval. You're under arrest. Please, accompany us." Said the individual, Johnson.
"What? Hey! I haven't done anything wrong. So what I fell asleep in class-" Started Josey, getting interrupted.
"You fell asleep in class?" Asked one of the 'twins', Jackson, worriedly.
"Ye.... What's so wrong about that?" Asked Josey, not having a clue to what was going on, then she looked at the suits. "Heyyyyyyy nice tiepin! I always dreamt about having one like that."
"Ironically, I think they know that this is not far from the truth." Sighed Naz.
"What do you mean?" Wondered Josey. Josey looked at Naz and Naz mouthed the word 'Agent'. Josey took in this information and nodded. Then horror struck her. She turned back to Naz, grabbed her arm and started running, running as far as her legs would take her. The Agents effortlessly caught up with them and grabbed them by the scruff of their jumper necks. The Agents lifted them up and Josey slowly twisted around and became face to face with Johnson.
"Bollocks!" Swore Naz loudly, struggling to get free.
"Naz, let's be young ladies in front of these adults." Calmed Josey, not moving, but giving Johnson a really evil look.
"Then what is the word we should use in this situation?" Asked Naz, sighing while giving up.
"Balls!"
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In case you're wondering, this is a typical Naz/Josey day. This happening is not unusual. Thank you all you wonderful reviewers! All three of you!
~ ~ ~ ~ Josey ~ ~ ~ ~