EMPOV
"What the hell is going on?!" I yelled, I wasn't exactly enjoying having Lauren Mallory sitting on my lap.
"Well done, children," smiled the twisted counsellor in front of us.
"Ok, I don't know WHAT is going on here but there has to be a law against locking us in here and handcuffing us!" I bellowed.
"Oh, my dear, the door isn't locked," she replied, opening the door to demonstrate, then she shut it again and turned round to sit on a pink, thrown like chair.
I glanced around to see a very confused and disgusted Bella sitting on a grinning Mike Newton's lap, my Rosie, looking extremely angry, squeezed in one of the armchairs next to Angela Weber, who seemed to be looking very sorry to be there, a scowling Alice sitting on a subdued Ben Cheney's lap, Jasper, sporting a very pained expression, squished next to an angry Tyler Crowley and, finally, a gushing Jessica Stanley sitting on the lap of an extremely disgusted Edward, her free arm playing with the hem of his shirt. Poor guy, at least Lauren isn't throwing herself at me, yet.
"Now, my dears," continued Mrs Virghil, "I have observed you over the past few weeks and would be so pleased if you would agree to become a part of a very important project of mine."
"I bagsed Bella!" Tyler suddenly burst out, "Mike stole her!"
Edward looked ready to kill someone but would have to throw Jessica off of him in the process and, being the perfect gentleman, would never even DREAM of doing that!
"I beg your pardon?" gasped Mrs Virghil.
"Before!" he exclaimed, "when we were discussing this... project, I bagsed Bella! But then Mike went and took her instead!"
"My dear boy!" gasped Mrs Virghil, "we do not claim people."
I scoffed, oh yeah, but you can use them as your little guinea pigs.
She glared at me before turning back to Tyler, "you get who you get," she scowled before suddenly looking wistful, "you know, children, when life gives you lemons..."
"Ooh! Ooh!" squealed Lauren, shooting her hand up in the air and wriggling round on my lap, "Pick me! Pick me!"
"Umm, yes, Lauren?" asked a surprised Mrs Virghil.
She pulled her hand down and composed herself, flipping her bleached blonde hair, "when life gives you lemons," she started, "make lemonade!"
"Uh, yes, well, back to the project," continued Mrs Virghil, clasping her hands together, "first of all, Emmett," she turned to me, a huge fake smile on her face, "how do you feel about being closed off from the outside world and only spending time with your family?"
I stared at her, stunned, what? "umm, excuse me?"
"Well, you only spend time with your siblings, never branching out and making new friends. How does that make you feel?" she asked.
"Ummm," I was still shocked, who the hell does this woman think she is?! "well, I like spending time with my family?"
"That was a question, honey, not an answer; please feel free to express your feelings in this room, no one will judge you."
"Look, I like hanging out with my siblings! What the hell is this all about?!"
"Well," she sighed, "let's try everyone else," she turned back to the rest of the circle, "how do you all feel about only spending time with each other, all the time?"
Suddenly, Rose stood up, pulling Angela with her, "listen here lady!" she screeched, "I don't know what the hell your problem is but would you just BUT OUT! It's none of your business who we spend time with or how we feel about it!"
"Whoop! You tell her baby!" I cheered.
The counsellor scowled at me first before turning on Rosie, "well, Miss Hale, thankyou for voicing your opinions with me," she smiled, Angela sat down, pulling a reluctant Rose down with her, "I guess I'll just cut to the chase then."
Suddenly a wicked grin appeared on her nasty, make up covered face, "from the minute you arrive at school, to the moment you leave, everyday, you will be handcuffed together."
There were gasps from all round the room.
"You said it was just for an hour!" gasped Ben, "This is cruelty! We're not animals!"
"Who gave you the right to control our lives?!" screeched Rose.
"This has to be illegal? Doesn't it?" contemplated Angela.
"YOU CAN'T!" yelled Bella.
"Oh calm down!" said Mrs Virghil, "stop being such drama queens! Oh and there's one more thing: on Fridays you won't be unlocked," she smiled mischievously, "you will spend Friday evening, Friday night and Saturday together."
Jessica, who now seemed to be even happier than before, asked, "and how will we be unlocked on a Saturday?"
"You will all meet me at the school gates at 5:30," she replied calmly.
"Wait," grinned Mike, "so, we spend a NIGHT together? Handcuffed?"
I could see, by the way that Edward was clutching the arms of the armchair and glaring at Mike menacingly, that his thoughts were far from pure.
"That's what I said isn't it?" smiled Mrs Virghil.
"NO!" screeched Bella, "NO! You can't do that! That's, that's... a boy and a girl, sharing a bed?! That's just...I thought you were a counsellor?!"
"My dear, I have faith in all of you, and I trust that you will not take advantage of my innocent project," she grinned at Bella, who made a disgusted face but obviously decided not to argue.
"But, how will we go to the toilet?" asked Angela.
"Uh, well," she had obviously not considered this yet, "I, uh, well, you'll just have to trust eachother to, uh, not look."
Everyone gasped, "EW!" squealed Alice, "You've got to be kidding me! This is a joke right?!"
"No, Miss Cullen, why would I joke about something like this?"
At last, Edward asked the one question everyone had on their minds, removing his fingers from the bridge of his nose, he calmly asked, "but, why?"
Mrs Virghil, as if on cue, turned her head to the window, her eyes glazing over and said, "It's lovely stained glass, don't you think?"
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