So so so so so so sorry for the lack of updates! I'm just feeling super swamped with like 3 or 4 different stories (including a fucking novel [sorry for language!]) and I have so many things going on like work and just trying to interact with other humans… oh! And I have another story gnawing away at my mind and I feel like if I don't get it down I might go crazy, but I'm trying to set it aside for at least as long as I have these stories going… but I'm back! And it's summer now so fingers crossed I can actually manage to update. My only problem is my computer is broken so I have to borrow my brothers, so things are a little crunched on time…
Well, I may as well get along with my little story, I'll try and make this longer since you guys waited so long!
Again, I do not own TD or Cinderella and stuff, but god I wish I did, things would've been very different;)
On with my story!
(Gwen's POV)
I closed the program and shut down the computer just as the warning bell rang loudly throughout the near empty library. I gathered all my things and turned, catching a slight glimpse of a dark figure moving past the heavy mahogany doors with ease. I shuddered, I could barely open them and they pushed it with no problem. Must be into weights and stuff, I thought as I shuffled across the hideous carpet and punching the handicap button for the door, I didn't even want to attempt shoving that thing open.
Upon entering the hall, I saw it bare, with the exception of a few kids suspiciously hanging around a single locker, one looking around repeatedly. Idiots, I thought as I walked briskly past them on my way to my first class. I opened the door just as the final bell rang, my teaching looking at me with a tense stare. I turned away quickly, walking over to my seat.
About part way through class, I got extremely bored. I already understood what we were doing and finished tonight's homework as my teacher ranted on. I looked at the screen on my computer, thinking before opening a new tab and logging onto the chat room.
You have 1 friend(s) online.
I clicked on the username, typing out a quick message.
GothBabe64: Dude, you're still on?
Juvie101: Uh, yeah, my class is way boring!
GothBabe64: Well, you kind of need to pay attention to get a good grade…
Juvie101: Nah, I don't really need to be super smarty to go to art school, now do I?
GothBabe64: Hmmmm… I guess you're right, but you may need a high school diploma
Juvie101: But seriously, who cares about this stuff, I'm never going to apply Spanish in my daily life
GothBabe64: I guess, but what if you make a bad drug deal with some Spanish dude because you couldn't understand him?
Juvie101: Sorry sweetheart, I don't make bad drug deals
GothBabe64: How do you know? Maybe you're paying too much
Juvie101: Or not enough, considering I don't do drugs
GothBabe64: Hm, I'm learning a lot about you today
Juvie101: Maybe I should change my name, considering you think I'm some idiotic drug lord…
GothBabe64: How 'bout TheBookKeeper
Juvie101: -_- I'm not changing it to that
GothBabe64: Why nooot?
Juvie101: Cause it sounds like a fancy librarian
GothBabe64: And being fancy is fun;)
Juvie101: But a librarian isn't
GothBabe64: I guess… but books are!
Juvie101: Only horror ones, or the occasional mystery/crime:))
GothBabe64: I like your book taste, but I have a soft spot for romance
Juvie101: Of course you do;))
GothBabe64: SO MANY CHINS:)))))))))
Juvie101: You're so strange, you know that, right?;)))))
GothBabe64: Ha! You put the chins too!
Juvie101: Such strange…
GothBabe64: Much weird…
Juvie101: -_-
GothBabe64: :D
Juvie101: .-.
GothBabe64: What face is that? It looks like you're rolling over
Juvie101: I don't really know…
GothBabe64: Then why make i-
I screeched in the midst of my heart attack, my computer slamming shut dangerously near my fingers. I breathed in and out as I struggled to slow the beating rhythm in my chest.
"Well, since you seem to already know everything there is to know about Spanish, you wouldn't mind having your very own 5 page essay, due tomorrow?" My teacher grinned like the devil as my mouth fell open, my jaw slack. I put my head down onto my desk, groaning heavily as my teacher turned back to the rest of the class. I sat staring straight forward for the rest of class, praying I would not be sentenced to anymore extra homework.
The day dragged by at a despairingly slow pace, seeming to slow as lunch became nearer and nearer. I tapped my finger nervously on the lab station as I sat listening to the teacher drone on about how to properly dissect a frog.
"Alright class, you must first make a shallow incision in the center of the chest downward towards the stomach…" He spoke in a monotone voice as I tuned him out slightly, thinking about my Juvie. Wait, did I just think of him as mine? Wow, that was weird, I've never even met the dude! He could be some 40 year old man that's been stalking me… Come on, do you really believe that? I thought to myself.
"No," I accidentally uttered aloud, answering my thoughts. I felt eyes turn to me as I blushed at the sudden attention.
"And why not, Miss Scotts?" My teacher inquired, tilting his balding head, making the dark colored toupee shift its position. He thought it looked completely real, when it was an obvious fake. Especially since he used to have light blonde hair that was turning grey. My thoughts pondered this as I inspected the furry patch resting on the crown of his head. How does he not feel that thing slipping off? I thought once more, probably looking a little constipated with the concentration I was exerting. I don't even know why I found the flimsy thing so fascinating, but it peaked my interest for the moment.
"MISS SCOTTS!" I was snapped from my thoughts by the booming voice of my old teacher. I shook my head and noticed the unnatural shade of red his face was. "To the office, now!" he shouted once again as he adjusted his hair piece self-consciously. That's when it clicked. I had vocalized everything I was thinking about aloud. I put my head down as I trudged from the snickering room and down the hallway.
"Name and teacher," the small woman behind the front counter questioned, looking down at some files as I stepped inside the quiet room.
"Uh, Gwen Scotts and Mr. Peterson," I replied back, clutching my book to my chest to keep my hands from shaking.
"Alright, wait here for Mr. McLean," she ordered as she dialed a number on the desk phone. I looked around for a seat and stole one in the corner, farthest from the woman. I took my phone from my pocket and unlocked it, finding a few messages.
Bridgette: Wat did I hear about u the office?
Bridgette: Did you zone out in class? TELL MEEEEEE!
Juvie101: Hello?
Juvie101: What happened?
Juvie101: Did you hear, someone freaked Mr. Peterson and got sent to the office! Totally worth it, I thinkXD
Juvie101: seriously, where'd you go?
I replied back after reading through everything.
To Bridgette: Hey, everything's good I just spaced in class and accidentally started commenting on the toupee, whoops?
GothBabe64: Dude, sorry, got caught up in class and had to do some stuff… And yeah, I heard, do you know who it was?
I waited for a reply, which came almost instantly.
Juvie101: Haha, nah, I skipped that period
GothBabe64: Yeah, well, they were commenting on his toupee and totally zoned out during class.
He doesn't really need any hints to who I am yet, I thought as I typed my reply.
Juvie101: Haha! I wish I could've seen that, he's so sensitive when it comes to that mop
GothBabe64: You're telling me
Juvie101: So… I got to some thinking
GothBabe64: What about?
Juvie101: Well, I want to put a face to the girl behind the screen
I froze as I watched the words appear. He wants to meet me! I thought excitedly. As I was about to type a reply, a thought of something. What was I thinking, I thought as I retyped a reply.
GothBabe64: What do you mean?
Juvie101: I want to meet you!
GothBabe64: I don't even know you…
Juvie101: You never know, we might
GothBabe64: Well, yeah, but I don't even know for sure if you're real
Juvie101: Someone's talking to you, right?;)
GothBabe64: That's not what I meant
Juvie101: What'd you mean then?
GothBabe64: I mean… you could be like an old dude! Or, you could be someone pranking me… this school isn't exactly the kindest
Juvie101: Alright, how about this… we talk a little more and get to know each other better, like without meeting one another, and then at the dance this Saturday, we meet.
GothBabe64: Dance?
Juvie101: Yeah, Homecoming. It's like a costume theme, so we meet there. The middle of the dance floor, how about 10 o'clock?
Gothbabe64: Okay, I think I can manage that…
Juvie101: YAY! :))))))
GothBabe64: You seem happy
Juvie101: OMG, I just shouted yes in the middle of class and everyone stopped to stare at me
GothBabe64: You, my sir, have just made my day. XD
Juvie101: Don't laugh at my awkwardness -_-
I glanced up at my phone to see the office assistants staring at me and I just realized I have been smiling at my phone for the past 10 minutes.
GothBabe64: Okay, people are giving me weird looks for smiling at my phone… they must think I'm in love with it or something
Juvie101: Or the person behind it ;)))
GothBabe64: Wow, brag much?
Juvie101: Not recently, thought I needed to give my ego a little boost;)
GothBabe64: Well, make sure that head of yours doesn't swell too much;)
Juvie101: Too late! ;))))
Wait, what? He doesn't mean…
GothBabe64: Ewwww! Dude, you just ruined this whole thing!
Juvie101: The whole thing?
GothBabe64: Yes.
Juvie101: There's no way to fix that?
GothBabe64: Nope.
Juvie101: I'm hurt, babe :((((((
GothBabe64: Please, even all the chins in the world can't fix this.
Juvie101: :(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((
GothBabe64: So many chins O.O
Juvie101: sooooo….
GothBabe64: Alright, fine, but just know I don't completely appreciate that kind of humor
Juvie101: What? I just meant I had a headache;)))))
GothBabe64: But….
Juvie101: Wow, you have a dirty mind sunshine;)))) not such a good girl, now are we
GothBabe64: I guess I couldn't avoid it after all :/
Juvie101: oh well… that just makes you hotter;)
GothBabe64: Enough to make your head swell?;))
Juvie101: Dude! Now look who's ruining things
GothBabe64: Ugh, I'm going to stop now, that was too natural to type for my liking-_-
Juvie101: XD
"Ms. Scotts," I heard a demanding voice above me as I looked over his last message. I looked up, locking eyes with my creepy principle. He gave the girls in this school looks like he wanted to get into their pants, and most girls felt vice versa. I guess I can get it. He was tall, only in his twenties, and had bright green eyes, perfect teeth, and dark hair that was styled up front. He always wore dark suits too and left a little scruff along his jaw line.
"Yes," I squeaked under his intense gaze, even though his eyes seemed to bore into mine, I could tell from the angle he wasn't making eye contact with me. He had perfected this, I could tell, enough to convince most people he was looking into your eyes, but was really staring down your blouse. I self consciously fixed my hair and stood.
"Follow me," He stated before turning rather stiffly and walking down the hall to a slightly ajar door.
Hey guys, ok… not my longest, but in reality this is like 7 pages on my computer so….
I'm so sorry with like no updates but I'm just so swamped and I just need some time, I will seriously be trying to update more often, I swear!