peter richards
he saw elaine standing by the library
scribbling and erasing loudly. he wanted
to laugh and tease her but it was no good
time to even say a hi.
"oh hi..." she muttered not daring to call
out his name. his eyebrows fused together
that signified he was confused.
"hi elaine, what's up? normally, i wouldn't
see you in the library at this hour." it was
almost six in the evening. he learned a new
thing from her: the school nurse is her mother.
"ah, waiting for my mom. she's with ms. hemmings,
helping her in a program she'll do tomorrow. you know:
be responsible for your health program." elaine stammered,
closing her notebook knitting it towards her chest.
he felt something off of her.
he felt that she's hiding something from him.
he felt that he was being played by lies.
she is lying. he thought.
he stepped forward her. her face was inches away from
nibbling her ear but he didn't plan to do that. he was going
to be vigilant and strict.
"i said, what's up? whatt are you doing in the library
in this hour." he could hear her heart beat double in fear.
he wasn't a sweetheart, he was terrifying.
"nothing peter, there's nothing wrong."
he backed away from her. "well next time,
don't be too informative." his tired face swooped
the mind of elaine and with some words he left
he disappeared.
she closed her eyes, holding the notebook
close to her chest sliding downward to the ground
and felt the ground too cold.
prince charming must've thought she wasn't cinderella.
YOU ARE READING
that sad fairy tale
Romance❝i meet prince charming at the wrong ball, wearing the wrong dress given by my evil stepmother who might be my fairy godmother and he kissed me at twelve o' clock then one thing i am not sure is that he took one of my glass slippers called: love. th...
