Chapter 10 - Dunston the Monkey

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Hey all! My friends have all been really nice about this story. I was talking to one of their dad's yesterday and he said: "All I hear from Megan's room is, 'WHY HASN'T LUCY UPLOADED?!'"

It was v. funny!

Had a good day at school, so am in a cheerful mood, so hopefully this will be quite a light-hearted chappie, if it isn't, please let me know!!

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Chpater 10

All I could do was stare at him. I daren't answer, as I had no confidence to talk to people after having been betrayed, and he looked too familiar to risk talking, in case he knew me.

"Are you gonna tell me your name?" Zac asked, looking confused as to why I wasn't replying. I smiled slightly and shook my head, looking down.

"Can I ask why?"

This time I nodded. However, he said nothing. I raised my eyes to meet his and raised an eyebrow. Why hadn't he asked what I thought he would?

Well, ok, I didn't think he would say it, but if I was him I would have, even if it was just to show I was a smart ass.

I'm rambling aren't I, I thought to myself.

'Yes, you are woman, just spit it out!'

'Fine then, biatch, what I would have said was after you say 'Can I ask why?' and they say yes, you simply go, 'Why?'.'

'Wow, your a genius. Not.'

'Thanks, you're so supportive.'

'Welcome!'

With that I came back to reality to find Zac staring at me weirdly. I quickly glanced behind me to check that he wasn't actually looking over my head, but he wasn't.

I made a small gesture to show him to explain what the bananas he was doing.

"Um, well, are you gonna tell me why you won't talk?"

I shook my head.

"But you said I could ask why?"

I nodded my head.

"So you will?"

Once again, I shook my head.

"So you won't?"

I nodded, jeez this guy was thick.

He now looked completely and utterly confused, no confused didn't even cover it. It was priceless!

Smirking in victory over the blond guy, I pushed past him and walked off. I felt a lot better for myself. Wow, if that's all it took to boost my self confidence, I needed tobang into guys more.

Wait, that probably didn't come out right?

I didn't think so.

Never mind, carrying on from my sidetracked thoughts., I was so pleased with myself, that I started skipping. Well, not really skipping, but bobbbing along, but I suppose you call it ski.... I was doing it again wasn't I?

Old habits die hard you know?

I liked that movie, Die Hard. It was almost as awesome as Dunston checks in, which was hilarious (A/N: this is true, saw it on the bus this afternoon, soo funny!). Dunston was such a rebel against his dad. Maybe I should be more like him......

I was so wound up in my thoughts that I didn't see the stairs until it was too late.

My foot missed the top step, and the second, and by the time it reached the third, my ankle had twisted in, so when it hit the step with all my body weight behind it, I heard a sickening crack.

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