PROMPT: Ok how about: Both are teachers at the same school and everyone in the entire school ships them, and students purposely keep trying to get them together but nothing seems to work until something stupid and simple happens .. I've seen some of these but never for Golly. So if you wouldn't mind writing one for Gail and Holly. Btw keep being awesome :)


"…And our Prime Minister, Justin Trudeau, appointed the 29th Canadian Ministry consisted of 30 ministers and headed by himself. For first time in Canadian history, we have a balanced cabinet. Fifteen men and fifteen women. Can anyone name one?"

Gail Peck observes her classroom full of hormonal seniors dying to get the hell out of the room. She spots a boy sitting second to last seat to her left. She slowly walks over without a sound and strongly pushes her hand on the desk. The jock jumps nearly out of his chair and his varsity jacket falls off on the floor.

"Travis?"

He looks up and shivers a little in fear. "Yes, ma'am?"

"Name one."

He looks around at his classmates but nobody is making an eye contact. They are busy taking notes or at least pretend. He looks down at his notes, not that there are much on it in the first place, and blurts the first thing he sees.

"Sports?"

Gail squints at him, waiting a good fifteen seconds to make him squirms, and finally accepts his answer.

"Well close. Ministry of Sports and Persons with Disabilities. That would be Carla Qualtrough."

She walks back to her desk and the jock lets go a relieved sigh. She turns around and face the students.

"Anyone else?"

Everyone remains quiet.

Gail begins to tap her foot.

"Don't make me do a pop quiz right now."

*The sunlight beams into the classroom as a bell ringing can be heard. The students gets up and run out of the classroom quickly as if they are late for church service.

"Hey! Hey! Don't forget you have reading and I expect your answers typed on a paper on Thursday!"

Most of the kids are already gone by the time she finishes her sentence. She sigh and figures whoever comes in without doing their homework will get a zero. She loves her students, but she doesn't have a soft heart for anyone.

Travis cautiously approach Gail and asks, "Ms. Peck, I - um- have a question."

"Okay?"

"Um, you said to do reading and answer the questions for homework right?"

Gail nods.

"Well, what do we read?"

Gail almost spits out a snarky comment, but remembers she is the teacher here so she needs to remain professional. She dig deeply to grab a small ounce of patience she has left inside and points to the homework section on the board.

"As you can see in the homework section… on the board… right there… read chapter 3 and answer the questions at the end of the chapter. There are five questions. Be sure to bring in a typed copy next class on Thursday."

Travis absently nods and make no move to leave. Gail becomes puzzled at his behavior.

"Is there anything else?"

Travis looks around the room, seemingly delaying his leave, and asks, "So how about them Blue Jays? They're on a hot streak and in playoffs. They should win the World Series this year."

Gail groans, "Sports. Ugh. I'm not sports person. What are you doing?"

"Um-"

The door opens and a brunette pops in. Gail recognizes her as the science teacher, Holly Stewart, who happen to be her best friend too.

"Oh, hey Holly."

"Casey said you need me in here. Is everything alright?"

Gail is about to ask what the hell is she talking about, but Travis yells, "Have a great day ladies!" and runs out of the room, closing the door. The women are left bewildered and wonder what the hell just happened.

Holly stutters, "Um.. What? I'm- I'm not sure what just happened?"

"Fuck if I know… he was asking about homework then Blue Rays? Said they will win the Cup or something like that."

Holly giggles, "Blue Jays. They're a baseball team and they're in playoffs for World Series."

Gail shrugs. "Whatever. I don't care."

Holly walks over to Gail's side and they lean against the desk. She bumps Gail's shoulder with her own.

"So… are you still in for our movies night tonight? Pizza and beer at my place right?"

Gail ferciously nods, "God, I've been looking forward to that all day long. The kids drive me crazy… especially the seniors."

"Remember how you were when we were seniors? Skipping and sneaking off to eat burger and drink milkshake at Jay's."

Gail laughs fondly. "Those were the good days."

Holly lightly grabs Gail's hand and hold on for a moment longer than friends normally do. Actually, Holly is the only person Gail would hold hands with, but they are acting like it's purely platonic. Nothing is going on between them. There isn't a ball of heat building up in either of their tummy.

"Ready to go?"

Gail gives Holly her rare genuine smile and gets up to pack her bag. Holly heads to the door and happily watch Gail packing for the day. After Gail is done with her bag, she walks over to Holly and Holly reaches for the doorknob to open the door.

The door is not budging.

Holly frowns in puzzlement and tries to twist the know again, but it's not turning.

"What's wrong, Holly?"

"Um, I think it's locked."

Gail laughs and pulls out her keychain with four keys. She takes a double look. Nope, just three.

"What the fuck?"

Travis runs to Casey at his locker and asks, "You got the key right?"

Casey nods and laughs. They gives each other bro-fists and run off to Travis' fancy car and leave the two ladies alone and stuck in the classroom.

Holly sigh, "Not again. The devious duo huh?"

Gail complains, "Why? Why are the kids so obsessed with trapping us alone and shit like that?"

Holly shrugs. "No idea."

She absolutely have no idea. She's lying though. Badly.