A.N.: Well, here's the next chapter y'all. Enjoy! Plz R & R! Thanx!
Wednesday.
"Okay class," Mrs. Lynch started. "It's time to hand in your permission forms."
Everyone made a mad dash for wherever they'd left their forms.
"Uh-oh," Lenore said as she frantically searched her pockets.
"What's wrong?" Gordo asked.
"I can't find my form!" Lenore told him. "I know I had it this morning, 'cause Dad gave it to me, signed and everything."
"Maybe you left it in your locker," Miranda suggested. "You could always ask Mrs. Lynch if you could go look."
"Yeah," Lizzie nodded. "She's nice 'bout this kinda stuff."
Lenore hurried over to Mrs. Lynch. "Miss!" She cried. "Can I go see if mine's in my locker?"
Mrs. Lynch smiled and nodded. "Yes, you can Lenore."
"Thank-you!" Lenore exclaimed, then ran out of the gym.
She practically flew to her locker, the whole time she prayed that it would be in there.
"Where is it? Where is it? Where is it!" She repeated over and over again.
"Whatcha looking for Squirt?" She heard someone ask.
She turned and looked up at Brad.
"What are you doing here?" She queried.
"We got off early, so I figured I'd pick you up," he shrugged. "Now, whatcha looking for?"
"My permission slip!" Lenore answered turning and rummaging through her locker once more. "I can't find it! And if we don't hand it in today, no matter what, we can't go!"
Brad tried not to laugh as his sister freaked out over losing her field trip form.
"Would it happen to be this blue piece of paper I found on the counter this morning after you left with Gordo?" Brad said casually, holding up her form.
Lenore glanced up. "Ahh!" She shrieked. "Brad! You're a life saver!"
He chuckled as she hugged him.
"Thank-you! Thank-you! Thank-you!" She exclaimed happily.
"Think nothing of it," Brad smiled. "Now, don't you think you ought to hurry back to class and hand it in?"
She slammed her locker shut and grabbed his hand.
C'mon!" She told him. "Mrs. Lynch is probably wondering where I am."
She then dragged him all the way to the gymnasium.
"Mrs. Lynch!" Lenore shouted. "I found it!"
She raced over to the teacher, but stopped halfway there, remembering Brad still had the form.
"Augh!" She growled turning around and running back to him. "Gimme!"
"Ah. Ah," Brad said, holding it above his head. "What do we say when we want something?"
"Brad!" Lenore cried. "Gimme my form!"
"Nuh-uh," Brad replied shaking his head. "Not until you ask nicely."
"Brad!" She whined. "You're embarrassing me!"
Brad smirked down at her. "Say please."
"Augh!" She groaned, doing her little frustrated dance. "Please may I have my form?"
"That's much better," Brad rejoined, lowering his arm and handing her the paper.
"Thank-you!" Lenore exclaimed exasperated.
"Haha!" Larry Tudgeman laughed. "You've only twenty seconds to give it to Mrs. Lynch before the bell rings. It can't be a second later."
Lenore glared at him. Suddenly she felt someone pick her up and begin to run. She glanced down and realized it was Brad. As he ran she began to laugh. By the time they reached Mrs. Lynch, she was hysterical.
"Well, well," Mrs. Lynch smiled taking the permission slip. "You made it, with two seconds to spare."
"Hey! Who's the hottie?" Kate demanded coming out of the change room. "I've never seen him around here before."
"Hahaha," Lenore laughed, as Brad placed her on his shoulders. "Haha.he's.he's my.my brother. Hahaha!"
"He's your brother?" Claire doubled-checked, as Lenore managed to nod. "You're kidding me."
"Yeah," Kate added. "There's no way you're related to someone as gorgeous as him."
"I'm her brother," Brad told them smiling, melting the young girls' hearts.
The bell rang, and Brad ran to the door before lifting her down.
"Haha. C'mon guys!" Lenore called to her friends. "Brad's walking us home!"
"Ahh!" Lizzie and Miranda squealed.
"Oh, brother," Gordo muttered, but followed them any ways.
A.N.: Aww. Brad's just the SWEETEST brother ever, ain't he? Aww. Lol. Plz R & R! Thanx! =0) Adios! KTBSPA & KTNTPA & KTACPA & KTJTPA & KTKCPA & KTCPA & KTJTTPA!!!!!
Wednesday.
"Okay class," Mrs. Lynch started. "It's time to hand in your permission forms."
Everyone made a mad dash for wherever they'd left their forms.
"Uh-oh," Lenore said as she frantically searched her pockets.
"What's wrong?" Gordo asked.
"I can't find my form!" Lenore told him. "I know I had it this morning, 'cause Dad gave it to me, signed and everything."
"Maybe you left it in your locker," Miranda suggested. "You could always ask Mrs. Lynch if you could go look."
"Yeah," Lizzie nodded. "She's nice 'bout this kinda stuff."
Lenore hurried over to Mrs. Lynch. "Miss!" She cried. "Can I go see if mine's in my locker?"
Mrs. Lynch smiled and nodded. "Yes, you can Lenore."
"Thank-you!" Lenore exclaimed, then ran out of the gym.
She practically flew to her locker, the whole time she prayed that it would be in there.
"Where is it? Where is it? Where is it!" She repeated over and over again.
"Whatcha looking for Squirt?" She heard someone ask.
She turned and looked up at Brad.
"What are you doing here?" She queried.
"We got off early, so I figured I'd pick you up," he shrugged. "Now, whatcha looking for?"
"My permission slip!" Lenore answered turning and rummaging through her locker once more. "I can't find it! And if we don't hand it in today, no matter what, we can't go!"
Brad tried not to laugh as his sister freaked out over losing her field trip form.
"Would it happen to be this blue piece of paper I found on the counter this morning after you left with Gordo?" Brad said casually, holding up her form.
Lenore glanced up. "Ahh!" She shrieked. "Brad! You're a life saver!"
He chuckled as she hugged him.
"Thank-you! Thank-you! Thank-you!" She exclaimed happily.
"Think nothing of it," Brad smiled. "Now, don't you think you ought to hurry back to class and hand it in?"
She slammed her locker shut and grabbed his hand.
C'mon!" She told him. "Mrs. Lynch is probably wondering where I am."
She then dragged him all the way to the gymnasium.
"Mrs. Lynch!" Lenore shouted. "I found it!"
She raced over to the teacher, but stopped halfway there, remembering Brad still had the form.
"Augh!" She growled turning around and running back to him. "Gimme!"
"Ah. Ah," Brad said, holding it above his head. "What do we say when we want something?"
"Brad!" Lenore cried. "Gimme my form!"
"Nuh-uh," Brad replied shaking his head. "Not until you ask nicely."
"Brad!" She whined. "You're embarrassing me!"
Brad smirked down at her. "Say please."
"Augh!" She groaned, doing her little frustrated dance. "Please may I have my form?"
"That's much better," Brad rejoined, lowering his arm and handing her the paper.
"Thank-you!" Lenore exclaimed exasperated.
"Haha!" Larry Tudgeman laughed. "You've only twenty seconds to give it to Mrs. Lynch before the bell rings. It can't be a second later."
Lenore glared at him. Suddenly she felt someone pick her up and begin to run. She glanced down and realized it was Brad. As he ran she began to laugh. By the time they reached Mrs. Lynch, she was hysterical.
"Well, well," Mrs. Lynch smiled taking the permission slip. "You made it, with two seconds to spare."
"Hey! Who's the hottie?" Kate demanded coming out of the change room. "I've never seen him around here before."
"Hahaha," Lenore laughed, as Brad placed her on his shoulders. "Haha.he's.he's my.my brother. Hahaha!"
"He's your brother?" Claire doubled-checked, as Lenore managed to nod. "You're kidding me."
"Yeah," Kate added. "There's no way you're related to someone as gorgeous as him."
"I'm her brother," Brad told them smiling, melting the young girls' hearts.
The bell rang, and Brad ran to the door before lifting her down.
"Haha. C'mon guys!" Lenore called to her friends. "Brad's walking us home!"
"Ahh!" Lizzie and Miranda squealed.
"Oh, brother," Gordo muttered, but followed them any ways.
A.N.: Aww. Brad's just the SWEETEST brother ever, ain't he? Aww. Lol. Plz R & R! Thanx! =0) Adios! KTBSPA & KTNTPA & KTACPA & KTJTPA & KTKCPA & KTCPA & KTJTTPA!!!!!