CHAPTER 5 – The Misplaced Ad
"Look Portman, would you just go away!" Julie said irritably. It was Tuesday morning and Julie was waiting for Connie by the front steps of Eden Hall when Portman came to annoy her.
"Easy, Honey! Don't forget, you're the slave and I'm the boss." Portman said.
"Uh, Portman, I hate to break this to you but you're not my boss yet. The master-servant stuff doesn't start until Thursday. And in case you don't know, it's only Tuesday."
"Even though!" Portman left.
Julie rolled her eyes. Then she saw Connie skating toward her, she smiled. "Hey Connie, good morning."
"G'morning to you too," Connie replied as she untied her skates.
"Are you okay? Do you want to talk about what happened yesterday?"
"I'm fine, don't worry about me. Maybe it's for the best," Connie sighed. Julie just looked at her. "Really, Jules."
"You guys have been together for so long. You and Guy seemed to be so perfect for each other," Julie shook her head in disbelief. " I can't believe it's all over."
"Yeah, well. It's not easy to get over Guy, but I'll manage."
* * *
After first period, Connie headed to the EH Weekly's office to hand Edward's article back. While waiting, she remembered the ad she wrote the night before. She took it out and read it. She read it all over again for like ten times, wondering if she should submit it or not.
Forget it. She thought as she put the paper back into her bag, accidentally slipping it between the two-paged article of Edward.
Then, after waiting for a few more seconds, the door flew open and Edward came in. "I'm sorry, Cons. Been waiting long?"
"No, it's okay. Here, it's all done." She said handing out the article.
"Thanks a lot, Connie! See you Thursday" Edward called after her as she bolted out of the door.
"Hey, Eddie! Got your article ready?" said Kelly Matthews, the assistant editor-in-chief of the school paper.
"Yeah, here it is," Edward gave the article to her. "I got to go. Mrs. Brown might give detention again."
"Okay, thanks." Kelly said, a piece of paper fell from between Edward's article. "Hey Eddie! You forgot something!" she picked it up from the floor, and read it. "'Pretty, sporty brunette seeks fun-loving boyfriend. Likes pizza, rock music and having fun. Hates cheerleading and backstabbers. Respond to Box #6.' hmm… whatever!"
* * *
Guy is spending his lunchtime with Sarah again in the library, helping her finish her book report this time.
"Guy, you're not listening to me." Sarah noticed.
"What? Sorry, I'm just preoccupied with something."
"Connie?" Guy kept silent. "I'm really sorry about what happened yesterday. I felt really bad for you."
"Yeah, whatever" Guy mumbled.
"Um… anyway, you can stop helping me after this book report. I'm already starting to catch up with my subjects now, thanks to you." Sarah said.
"You're welcome" Guy replied.
"Maybe I can help you get Connie back." Sarah offered.
"No thanks, I'd rather do it alone."
* * *
"You're not eating, Ken," Adam said. "Is there anything wrong?"
"Why, of all people, did I get Rick Riley as a master! He'd just bully me to death!" whined Ken.
"That's okay, Ken. I know how you feel, I got Portman." Julie said consolingly. Portman heard her.
"Hey! I resent that remark!"
"Who thought of this idea in the first place?!" Ken glared at Charlie.
"What? How about me? I got stuck with Violet Fleming! If there's someone who should be whining, that would be me. It's going to be pure torture!" Charlie said.
"Well it's your idea!"
"Come on, you guys, it's not that terrible," Jesse said.
"Easy for you to say, you got Connie." Julie said.
"Really, Babe, you got to get yourself a boyfriend." Portman said all of a sudden.
"What's the connection?!" Julie snapped. "And don't call me babe!"
A boyfriend! Connie thought suddenly, remembering her little ad again, which she was planning to throw out. She began rummaging through her bag.
"What are you looking for, Connie?" Fulton asked.
"Nothing" Connie replied. She didn't find it anywhere. Maybe I've already thrown it out. Good thing too, before anyone sees it. She sighed with relief.
