Chapter 6 A ridicules man is in desperate need of a ridicules car…
Another day of humiliation for Robyn and as you see I love to write about humiliation xD. Please review! I don't own the characters you recognize.
Her gaze quickly dropped to Mr. Boy's struggle to open the door on the other side of the car and cursed under her breath when she saw all the keys dangling from his key ring.
"Why haven't you marked all the keys so that you will recognize them?" she whispered sounding angry.
"In situations like these I of course wish that they were marked but I always forget to do it when I come home." He said as he tried to open the locked car door with a small silver key. It didn't match at all so he drew it out and tried a large one which, to Robyn's great relief, fitted. She than threw the door open and got inside grateful for the facts that none of the boys at the basketball curt had recognized her.
"Now, we'll be home before you know it." said Mr. Boy and closed the door at his side.
"I doubt it…" said Robyn and refereed to the two bitten off wires under the steering wheel. By the look on his face you'd think that he would let out a really nasty curse but you could not be more wrong…
"Oh snap!" he said and suddenly looked suspiciously at Robyn as though she had cut the wires while he was not looking.
"Don't look at me man; I have absolutely no interest in your car. I don't even want to be here, not even if you had a Ferrari…" she defended her self while looking disapprovingly around at the mold eaten carpet and the orange seats.
"Of course I know that it's not you, it's that cursed mouse again!" he said from under his seat.
" A WHAT?" shirked Robyn and drew her feet's up in her seat. If it was something she hated it was crawling, small, big eyed creatures that could crawl up your shirt and scratch you from head to tow, scare the shit out of you with those sharp teeth and just come jumping out of nowhere…
"A mouse. You know little, hairy, cheese eating thing." He said disapprovingly and looked under the dirty rag, which was supposed to be a carpet, and found a small hole which was just big enough for a mouse to get through. Robyn sighed in relief and happily let her feet down again.
"Oh well…" he muttered and got up in his seat. "It's not the first time I have had to pay for new wires…"
Robyn than turned her attention to the basketball curt where Garrett just managed to snap the ball out of Robert Isaac's hands and cost several of the girls in the audience to sigh loudly and touch their harts in admiration. She smiled for her self, feeling kinda proud of Garrett for being handsome enough to get even Kate Moss but choosing to hang with Jane and her instead. But the smile faded when she heard a loud bang from outside the car.
"What was that?" she asked but withdrew her question the minute she saw smoke rising from the front of the car.
"Looks like something happened when I tried to thigh the wires back together…" he said in a hallow voice as he watched the smoke rise from his car.
"You don't say." She said sarcastically and rolled her eyes.
"Bugger!" said Robyn and looked around the car desperately for something to hide her from the approaching crowd of boys.
"Watch your mouth Robyn." Said Mr. Boy thunderstruck as though he hadn't expected a 15-16 year old girl to, if you like, curse…
"They're coming this way…" she mumbled and bit her nails.
"What sausage?" Robyn ignored him and hid her face in her hands as the basketball team reached them.
"Yo dude, are you ok?" asked a concerned Nigel Church as Mr. Boy stepped out of the car.
"Oh sure I've just had a small accident…" Robyn, who felt extremely exposed for humiliation, tried to sneak unnoticed out of the seat and to the back of the car.
"Ouch!" She yelled out as she banged her head hard in the car roof.
"Do you have anyone in there?" Robyn heard Mo McDonald ask Mr. Boy from outside the car.
"Just Robyn. Why?" asked a confused Mr. Boy who obviously hadn't noticed the sound. Robyn sighed as though she had lost a battle and sank back in her front seat, waiting for the humiliation…
"Robyn? As in Robyn Quatermain, the same Robyn who beat the crap out of Penny in our first year, the same girl who dated dog lover Chad Johansson, the same…"
"Yes, yes! Get on with it!" yelled Robyn as she got out of the car with an impatient look on her face.
"What were you doing in there?" asked Robert Isaac and nodded towards the funny looking car.
"I was about to drive her home when…" started an excited Mr. Boy but got cut off by a roar of laughter from the guys.
"Shut up!" yelled Garrett angrily at his fellow team members and put one arm around a pink faced Robyn. The boys turned on their heel and started to walk away, still laughing.
"You ok?" he asked giving Robyn a slight hug.
"Please shoot me." whispered Robyn miserably. Garrett snorted, showing me his boyish grin which contained a row of pearl white teeth.
"Don't worry, they have forgotten about it in the morning."
"Chyeah right…"