"Professor Davis!" a boy yelled, running after Mia. She turned around, her eyes twinkling. "Yes, Amos?" she asked, her curly hair flowing down her back. Her green eyes concentrated on him. "Yes?" she repeated.
The boy stood still, but suddenly jumped. "Um.....great lesson today." he said, realizing how lame that sounded. Mia laughed. "Thanks, Amos, but Shakespere always bored me, really. I just have to teach the stuff." she smirked and walked away. Amos smacked his head and glanced at the guys behind him. They shoved him around, laughing. "Come on, man, she's older than Professor Micheals!" they said, cracking up.
Amos stood there, watching Mia as she walked down the hall, her hair flowing out behind her. Once she got somewhere safe, she burst out in laughter, doubling over.
Mark walked in and stared at her. "They're that bad?" he asked, patting her back. Mia shook her head, still in a fit of giggles. "Some kid has a crush on me...and he has the worst pickup lines...." she giggled. "I'm sure the kids are all scared of you." she teased.
Mark pretended to be proud. "Hell, yeah. It's fun, too. Too bad I'm not some hottie like all-mighty Erikson." he rolled his eyes.
Mia giggled. "Oh, would you lay off of him? He's not as bad as he was..." Mia said, wrinkling her nose. "Still smells wierd, though.......I told him to stop wearing that cologne a long time ago. It interrupted our bed time." she said, trying to keep a straight face.
Mark freaked out. "WHAT?!!?" he yelled, then suddenly held his heart, flashing a gold wedding ring. "You brat!" he said, sounding like the older one. Mia giggled and walked out. "How do you know I'm kidding?" she asked, and left mark open mouthed.
Khahara walked in the lounge. "What's wrong?" she asked, leaning on him. She smiled as he put his arms around her. "Mia." he said, smirking slightly. "Oh, yes, that explains everything..." she said, as Mark kissed her.
"Omph-! Not here!" she said with a giggle, but kissed him back. "You're awful! What would happen if a kid walked in here? Or Cara? Or a teacher?!" she exclaimed, but Mark put a finger on her lips and kissed her again.
"Awful, that describes me perfectly." he said with an adorable grin, and sat down with her on the couch, kissing her.
The boy stood still, but suddenly jumped. "Um.....great lesson today." he said, realizing how lame that sounded. Mia laughed. "Thanks, Amos, but Shakespere always bored me, really. I just have to teach the stuff." she smirked and walked away. Amos smacked his head and glanced at the guys behind him. They shoved him around, laughing. "Come on, man, she's older than Professor Micheals!" they said, cracking up.
Amos stood there, watching Mia as she walked down the hall, her hair flowing out behind her. Once she got somewhere safe, she burst out in laughter, doubling over.
Mark walked in and stared at her. "They're that bad?" he asked, patting her back. Mia shook her head, still in a fit of giggles. "Some kid has a crush on me...and he has the worst pickup lines...." she giggled. "I'm sure the kids are all scared of you." she teased.
Mark pretended to be proud. "Hell, yeah. It's fun, too. Too bad I'm not some hottie like all-mighty Erikson." he rolled his eyes.
Mia giggled. "Oh, would you lay off of him? He's not as bad as he was..." Mia said, wrinkling her nose. "Still smells wierd, though.......I told him to stop wearing that cologne a long time ago. It interrupted our bed time." she said, trying to keep a straight face.
Mark freaked out. "WHAT?!!?" he yelled, then suddenly held his heart, flashing a gold wedding ring. "You brat!" he said, sounding like the older one. Mia giggled and walked out. "How do you know I'm kidding?" she asked, and left mark open mouthed.
Khahara walked in the lounge. "What's wrong?" she asked, leaning on him. She smiled as he put his arms around her. "Mia." he said, smirking slightly. "Oh, yes, that explains everything..." she said, as Mark kissed her.
"Omph-! Not here!" she said with a giggle, but kissed him back. "You're awful! What would happen if a kid walked in here? Or Cara? Or a teacher?!" she exclaimed, but Mark put a finger on her lips and kissed her again.
"Awful, that describes me perfectly." he said with an adorable grin, and sat down with her on the couch, kissing her.