Hiya !
I know this is a bit of a short chapter, but I've been up to my eyeballs in coursework at the moment so I haven't had much time.
Italics are notes and thoughts as always.
Disclaimer : I swear I don't own this .
Chapter 12 - Bridge
Lola's POV
Darling ,
Meet me at the bridge at eight pm tonight
Tad
My mouth twitched into a smile as I read the note for the second time .Notes like these were getting more and more frequent (although they weren't necessarily all from Tad - what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him) .I stood up and sashayed over to mine and Pinky's shared wardrobe (you'd think she'd get a bit of priviledge being a prep .Honestly , I'd sooner share with Eunice !) .After thirty minutes ,I eventually decided on a stappy black dress that left little to the imagination ,pairing it with a pair of Pinky's best black stilettos .It's not like she's ever going to find out I smirked before picking up a blood red lipstick , expertly applying it within twenty seconds .As I moved onto eyeliner , I couldn't help but wonder how Tad found my locker .
"Perhaps he's been paying more attention than I thought" I theorised,moving onto straigteners to finish the effect . Not long after the clock struck seven, I grabbed my leather jacket , careful not to mess up my chocolate brown hair . I looked at the clock ; twenty minutes past - unless I wanted to look desperate , I'd have to wait for half an hour at least.
My perfectly made up eyes rolled about the room , taking in the pink flowery wallpaper , the warm ,welcoming beds which that old prude Mrs "All boys are evil and out to steal your innocence!" Peabody insisted we made every morning , the black book on my bed .
What the hell? I could swear I didn't put it there .I eyed the tiny book of secrets suspiciously .
If Pinky had touched it , I swear ....
Beatrice's POV
Where is he?
I looked at the silver watch Bucky had given me last Christmas . Raising my head to the dark clouds drifting through the amber sky , I began to wish I'd brought something warmer than I thin ,long sleeved shirt I was wearing .The road was practically abandoned until a bike skidded to a stop mere centimetres away from me . Instinctively , I reached for my spray , which Thad insisted I took with me.
"Sorry." he said , noticing my presumably shocked expression .
"It's fine ... I'm guessing you want to know why I asked you here?" I offered.
"It's Lola ,isn't it?" He sighed , his posture drooping at what he had presumably already guessed."What did you find out?" he continued, looking unsure whether he wanted to cry or punch something . I took a deep breath , I started to tell him about the lockers ,which led on to the diary , then the date we'd set greaser stared at me like I collected dismembered body parts .
"You did all that to get someone beaten up?" he questioned ,his jaw essentially on the pavement .
"Trust me , if you'd seen what that scum did to Bucky ,you'd understand ; I thought they'd murdered him when I first looked. You'd probably do the same if it was your friend left bleeding on the pavement."I added defensively .
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a girl wearing the kind of dress that men asked "How much for a shag?" when they saw. Immediately , I grabbed Johnny's arm, pulling him back gently a few steps away from the streetlight in the hope of going unnoticed in the cloak of darkness.
"She's here." I interupted before Johnny could start his sentence .Johnny turned his head in the direction of "his" on cue , Tad strolled towards her ,placing an arm around her waist and a hand lovingly on her cheek . Despite the darkness , I could swear I saw Johnny's fists clench like they were itching to punch something .
Here we go....