My life as a teenage robot fic- Winning Over
Author's note Do you like the format of this story? This my first story so tell me what you think about it.
Disclaimer: The characters and some places do not belong to me (except for Maisha or others I might make up) they belong to the makers of the show.
Chap 3: Flirting is hazardous to your health
"You've known it was a girl all along!" Britt hollered at Brad plucking the folder out of his hands.
"Hey, those files are confidential! Give them back." Brad yelled back.
"Not until I've finished reading this. Hmmm, very interesting. Don't you agree Tiff?"
"Of course, girl. She's smart, has good taste, and fashionable." Tiff answered back.
"It has her grades in there?" Jenny asked.
"Of course not, metal brains. Just her GPA. Anyway I'm not so sure about the fashionable part Tiff. Any fool can buy designer clothes but it takes a real fashion diva to wear them right." Britt answered.
"True, girl. That's the kind of stuff they need to teach us in school, you know?" Tiff replied.
"Of course, but they wouldn't know satin from wool. Here's your silly envelope." Britt said while tossing the envelope back to him.
"Thanks, for nothing." Brad mumbled but by that time they had walked off.
"Bye, girls! Aren't they great?" Jenny gushed.
"No. so have u seen Maisha around?" Brad asked.
"Hmmm," Jenny answered extending her eyes above the lockers in the school. "Oh there she is, standing across from the office. Come on lets talk to her." Jenny said dragging Brad along.
"Hi! I'm Jenny and this is..." Jenny began.
"Oh cool! You're a robot. Do you have special powers or weapons or anything? " Maisha interrupted. "Yeah I do. I can ..." Jenny went on and told Maisha about her weapons and other various gadgets she had while Brad, who never gets tired of hearing about all her weapons, walked off to the lockers.
"Hey, by any chance do you where the restrooms are?" Maisha inquired.
"They're right on the other end of the row of lockers. You can't miss it. Do you want me to walk with you?" Jenny told her because by this time the halls were full of students and paparazzi.
"It's ok. I'll be fine by myself" Maisha told her walking off not noticing the business man sitting by the water fountain watching her every move.
Maisha looked around the hallway at the people who were now her peers. They glanced at her from time to time wondering about her. No one openly stared at her except for this one guy with red hair. He's cute, I guess. She thought to herself and she winked at him. Now Maisha is one of those people who can't be walking, uncomfortable with her surroundings, and winking at guys. Something had to give. Unfortunately it was the hallway path. Thump! She rammed right into the wall and fell. The hallway grew extremely quiet except for the cameras flashing, catching her fall. This is ridiculous. Maisha thought to herself. She burst into laughter at herself. Brad who could barely contain his own laughter joined in. Soon everyone who had seen the incident were rolling in laughter.
"Thank you, thank you. I'll be here all day tomorrow." Maisha quipped and dashed into the bathroom.
Author's note Do you like the format of this story? This my first story so tell me what you think about it.
Disclaimer: The characters and some places do not belong to me (except for Maisha or others I might make up) they belong to the makers of the show.
Chap 3: Flirting is hazardous to your health
"You've known it was a girl all along!" Britt hollered at Brad plucking the folder out of his hands.
"Hey, those files are confidential! Give them back." Brad yelled back.
"Not until I've finished reading this. Hmmm, very interesting. Don't you agree Tiff?"
"Of course, girl. She's smart, has good taste, and fashionable." Tiff answered back.
"It has her grades in there?" Jenny asked.
"Of course not, metal brains. Just her GPA. Anyway I'm not so sure about the fashionable part Tiff. Any fool can buy designer clothes but it takes a real fashion diva to wear them right." Britt answered.
"True, girl. That's the kind of stuff they need to teach us in school, you know?" Tiff replied.
"Of course, but they wouldn't know satin from wool. Here's your silly envelope." Britt said while tossing the envelope back to him.
"Thanks, for nothing." Brad mumbled but by that time they had walked off.
"Bye, girls! Aren't they great?" Jenny gushed.
"No. so have u seen Maisha around?" Brad asked.
"Hmmm," Jenny answered extending her eyes above the lockers in the school. "Oh there she is, standing across from the office. Come on lets talk to her." Jenny said dragging Brad along.
"Hi! I'm Jenny and this is..." Jenny began.
"Oh cool! You're a robot. Do you have special powers or weapons or anything? " Maisha interrupted. "Yeah I do. I can ..." Jenny went on and told Maisha about her weapons and other various gadgets she had while Brad, who never gets tired of hearing about all her weapons, walked off to the lockers.
"Hey, by any chance do you where the restrooms are?" Maisha inquired.
"They're right on the other end of the row of lockers. You can't miss it. Do you want me to walk with you?" Jenny told her because by this time the halls were full of students and paparazzi.
"It's ok. I'll be fine by myself" Maisha told her walking off not noticing the business man sitting by the water fountain watching her every move.
Maisha looked around the hallway at the people who were now her peers. They glanced at her from time to time wondering about her. No one openly stared at her except for this one guy with red hair. He's cute, I guess. She thought to herself and she winked at him. Now Maisha is one of those people who can't be walking, uncomfortable with her surroundings, and winking at guys. Something had to give. Unfortunately it was the hallway path. Thump! She rammed right into the wall and fell. The hallway grew extremely quiet except for the cameras flashing, catching her fall. This is ridiculous. Maisha thought to herself. She burst into laughter at herself. Brad who could barely contain his own laughter joined in. Soon everyone who had seen the incident were rolling in laughter.
"Thank you, thank you. I'll be here all day tomorrow." Maisha quipped and dashed into the bathroom.