Author's Note: Well, they're on their way... *BIG GRIN*... wonder what's
gonna happen when they get to Brock's... hope you enjoy this chapter...
Chapter 7: What A Teacher
The five of them had stopped for the night on their way to Minnesota to pick up Brock. John and Randy were being watched closely by Amanda in a room where all five of them were hanging out. Rae was teaching Heather how to fight. She slowly brought her closed fist to Heather's jaw. Heather watched her, oddly as she drew her fist back. She swung so fast that Heather that she was going to hit her and squealed. Rae stopped right before touching Heather's jaw, "It's easy." Heather looked at Raechel oddly, "Yeah." Rae smirked, "Try it." Heather brought back her fist. John looked over at Randy, "This isn't going to be good." Randy nodded in agreement. Heather swung, Raechel ducked out of the way when she realized Heather wasn't going to stop. She grabbed the arm she swung with, twisted it behind her back, pushed Heather to the floor, and put her knee in between her shoulders, "You're supposed to stop," she growled. John and Randy stared in shock; Amanda just shook her head and rolled her eyes, "You two grow up." Heather and Rae ingnored her. Heather struggled against Raechel, "Lemme up!" Raechel released her hold and let Heather up. Amanda swallowed as the two younger women stared at each other. Randy looked up at her, "Uh, are you going to do something?" Amanda looked at him as if he were insane, "Get in between those two?! Yeah right!" Heather scowled at Rae, "Bitch." Raechel cocked an eyebrow, "Homewrecker." Heather glared at her, "Whore." Raechel laughed, "Well, as least I ain't breakin' up a family." Amanda shook her head as John and Randy looked at each other, confused. Heather smirked slightly, "No, but you're trying to screw a guy who's wife just died!" John's eyes went wide and he looked at Amanda, "Huh?!" Amanda just looked at John, "Act like you don't hear what they're saying." Rae crossed her arms over her chest, "Where'd you get the impression that I was tryin' to screw 'im?" "You said it yourself!" Amanda walked over, "Alright you two, that's enough." Rae looked at her, "Who says?" Heather nodded in agreement, "Yeah, who says?" Amanda sighed, "You're freaking out the guys." Rae and Heather smirked and looked at each other before looking at John and Randy. Raechel smiled, "Don't listen to us." Heather nodded in agreement, "Yeah." Amanda shook her head, "Are you two done?" Rae shrugged, "I guess, if the homewrecker over here is." Heather smirked, "I'm done if you are, hot head." Rae chuckled and nodded, "I'm good."
Heather had finally learned how to throw a good punch, and basically defend herself. Rae was really proud of her. As Raechel was climbing into bed, John looked at her, "Why did you have to teach Heather how to fight?" Rae smirked, but didn't look at John, "You'll find out soon enough." John eyed her oddly as she nuzzled down under the covers, "Night." John nodded and looked at the handcuffs used to cuff him to a bolted down table. He sighed and rested his head on the pillows that Rae offered him. Raechel looked at him, she felt horrible about having to have him handcuffed, but she didn't want him to get away. She sighed and sat up. John looked at her, "What?" Raechel ran her hands over her hair, "I feel really bad about having you like that." John sighed and looked at the floor. Rae grabbed the keys off the nightstand and walked over. She kneeled down, "Alright, if take these off, do you promise to try and get away?" John thought for a moment and then looked deep into her eyes; he smiled gently and nodded, "I promise." Raechel sighed and unlocked the handcuffs. Without warning, John pinned her to the floor; Raechel struggled, "Hey!" John smiled and kissed her deeply. Rae was shocked, but quickly came to her senses and returned the kiss.
Heather was pacing her hotel room. She was both, dreading and looking forward to going to Brock's house. True, she loved the man, but she didn't know what she would say to him. How could she tell a guy, that she had never met that he totally changed her when he left. She sighed as she laid down in bed. Soon, she was sound asleep, and dreaming of the one guy she really wanted.
Amanda and Randy were laying in bed. Both were looking very relaxed and quite content, (wink, wink). Amanda sighed and Randy looked at her, "What's wrong?" Amanda sighed as she sat up, "I'm worried about Heather." Randy looked at her oddly, and then sat up, wrapping an arm around her, "Why?" "Heather's got it really bad for Brock, but at the same time, she hates him." "What do you mean?" "Heather's like in love with him, but since he left, she's been totally different. It's really changed her." Randy sighed and leaned to kiss Amanda's cheek, "Don't worry about it too much." Amanda sighed as they laid back down, "How can I not?"
Author's Note: Well, whatcha think... REVIEW... and lemme know... next chapter oughta be up soon...
Chapter 7: What A Teacher
The five of them had stopped for the night on their way to Minnesota to pick up Brock. John and Randy were being watched closely by Amanda in a room where all five of them were hanging out. Rae was teaching Heather how to fight. She slowly brought her closed fist to Heather's jaw. Heather watched her, oddly as she drew her fist back. She swung so fast that Heather that she was going to hit her and squealed. Rae stopped right before touching Heather's jaw, "It's easy." Heather looked at Raechel oddly, "Yeah." Rae smirked, "Try it." Heather brought back her fist. John looked over at Randy, "This isn't going to be good." Randy nodded in agreement. Heather swung, Raechel ducked out of the way when she realized Heather wasn't going to stop. She grabbed the arm she swung with, twisted it behind her back, pushed Heather to the floor, and put her knee in between her shoulders, "You're supposed to stop," she growled. John and Randy stared in shock; Amanda just shook her head and rolled her eyes, "You two grow up." Heather and Rae ingnored her. Heather struggled against Raechel, "Lemme up!" Raechel released her hold and let Heather up. Amanda swallowed as the two younger women stared at each other. Randy looked up at her, "Uh, are you going to do something?" Amanda looked at him as if he were insane, "Get in between those two?! Yeah right!" Heather scowled at Rae, "Bitch." Raechel cocked an eyebrow, "Homewrecker." Heather glared at her, "Whore." Raechel laughed, "Well, as least I ain't breakin' up a family." Amanda shook her head as John and Randy looked at each other, confused. Heather smirked slightly, "No, but you're trying to screw a guy who's wife just died!" John's eyes went wide and he looked at Amanda, "Huh?!" Amanda just looked at John, "Act like you don't hear what they're saying." Rae crossed her arms over her chest, "Where'd you get the impression that I was tryin' to screw 'im?" "You said it yourself!" Amanda walked over, "Alright you two, that's enough." Rae looked at her, "Who says?" Heather nodded in agreement, "Yeah, who says?" Amanda sighed, "You're freaking out the guys." Rae and Heather smirked and looked at each other before looking at John and Randy. Raechel smiled, "Don't listen to us." Heather nodded in agreement, "Yeah." Amanda shook her head, "Are you two done?" Rae shrugged, "I guess, if the homewrecker over here is." Heather smirked, "I'm done if you are, hot head." Rae chuckled and nodded, "I'm good."
Heather had finally learned how to throw a good punch, and basically defend herself. Rae was really proud of her. As Raechel was climbing into bed, John looked at her, "Why did you have to teach Heather how to fight?" Rae smirked, but didn't look at John, "You'll find out soon enough." John eyed her oddly as she nuzzled down under the covers, "Night." John nodded and looked at the handcuffs used to cuff him to a bolted down table. He sighed and rested his head on the pillows that Rae offered him. Raechel looked at him, she felt horrible about having to have him handcuffed, but she didn't want him to get away. She sighed and sat up. John looked at her, "What?" Raechel ran her hands over her hair, "I feel really bad about having you like that." John sighed and looked at the floor. Rae grabbed the keys off the nightstand and walked over. She kneeled down, "Alright, if take these off, do you promise to try and get away?" John thought for a moment and then looked deep into her eyes; he smiled gently and nodded, "I promise." Raechel sighed and unlocked the handcuffs. Without warning, John pinned her to the floor; Raechel struggled, "Hey!" John smiled and kissed her deeply. Rae was shocked, but quickly came to her senses and returned the kiss.
Heather was pacing her hotel room. She was both, dreading and looking forward to going to Brock's house. True, she loved the man, but she didn't know what she would say to him. How could she tell a guy, that she had never met that he totally changed her when he left. She sighed as she laid down in bed. Soon, she was sound asleep, and dreaming of the one guy she really wanted.
Amanda and Randy were laying in bed. Both were looking very relaxed and quite content, (wink, wink). Amanda sighed and Randy looked at her, "What's wrong?" Amanda sighed as she sat up, "I'm worried about Heather." Randy looked at her oddly, and then sat up, wrapping an arm around her, "Why?" "Heather's got it really bad for Brock, but at the same time, she hates him." "What do you mean?" "Heather's like in love with him, but since he left, she's been totally different. It's really changed her." Randy sighed and leaned to kiss Amanda's cheek, "Don't worry about it too much." Amanda sighed as they laid back down, "How can I not?"
Author's Note: Well, whatcha think... REVIEW... and lemme know... next chapter oughta be up soon...