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Karma's a Bitch
Chapter Twelve
He slung an arm around her shoulders and strolled down the hall.
He started singing a made up song.
It went something like this:
“My brother’s mate,
Isn’t it Fate?
That she is very small,
But it is the small who conquers us all,
But meek? No!
A sneak? Yo!
And they know just what to do,
Wrapped around their little finger is you!
And oh, how smart,
Oh, what a tart,
But she will not be sweet,
For this little vixen will sweep you off your feet!
My brother’s mate, perfect for Shane,
Making him think he is insane,
But oh, what a will,
Ain’t it a thrill?
What Fate has gave us all,
In a package so very small?!”
“Worst song ever, but sweet none the less.”
Mel told him.
Darren looked offended.
“Why, you little sneak!” he said, mock threateningly.
Then, before she could think, he began stalking towards her.
Then, she bolted.
In and out corridors, through empty and recently used halls, they ran.
Mel, out of breath, and Darren not breaking out of sweat.
“THIS IS NOT FAIR!!!!!!” She yelled back at him.
“HAHA! This is what you get!” He replied, a smirk slapped on his face.
She wanted to slap it off.
Then, as though God heard her plea for help, a glass door appeared showing the world outside.
“Yes!” she yelled.
She tried to get the door open, fighting with the knob.
Please please please!
She slapped her hand against it, frustrated that it didn’t work, when it popped open.
“YES!” she did a little jig, and hopped around for about a second, bolting when she saw Darren grinning.
And, in the traditional klutz fashion, she ran into a lawn chair.
Then fell.
Into the pool cover.
That ripped.
And she fell into the cool water of the pool.
Yep, she’s a klutz.
When she poked her head back up out of the water, it was to find Darren laughing on the side, and Shane laughing from the window on the second story.
“You think it’s funny, don’t you?” She said.
“Yeah, it’s hilarious.”
“Oh, yeah. It will be.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Mel was just thinking of throwing him in the pool, when suddenly he was picked up, and thrown into the deep end.
Mel’s only thought?
Did I do that?
He started singing a made up song.
It went something like this:
“My brother’s mate,
Isn’t it Fate?
That she is very small,
But it is the small who conquers us all,
But meek? No!
A sneak? Yo!
And they know just what to do,
Wrapped around their little finger is you!
And oh, how smart,
Oh, what a tart,
But she will not be sweet,
For this little vixen will sweep you off your feet!
My brother’s mate, perfect for Shane,
Making him think he is insane,
But oh, what a will,
Ain’t it a thrill?
What Fate has gave us all,
In a package so very small?!”
“Worst song ever, but sweet none the less.”
Mel told him.
Darren looked offended.
“Why, you little sneak!” he said, mock threateningly.
Then, before she could think, he began stalking towards her.
Then, she bolted.
In and out corridors, through empty and recently used halls, they ran.
Mel, out of breath, and Darren not breaking out of sweat.
“THIS IS NOT FAIR!!!!!!” She yelled back at him.
“HAHA! This is what you get!” He replied, a smirk slapped on his face.
She wanted to slap it off.
Then, as though God heard her plea for help, a glass door appeared showing the world outside.
“Yes!” she yelled.
She tried to get the door open, fighting with the knob.
Please please please!
She slapped her hand against it, frustrated that it didn’t work, when it popped open.
“YES!” she did a little jig, and hopped around for about a second, bolting when she saw Darren grinning.
And, in the traditional klutz fashion, she ran into a lawn chair.
Then fell.
Into the pool cover.
That ripped.
And she fell into the cool water of the pool.
Yep, she’s a klutz.
When she poked her head back up out of the water, it was to find Darren laughing on the side, and Shane laughing from the window on the second story.
“You think it’s funny, don’t you?” She said.
“Yeah, it’s hilarious.”
“Oh, yeah. It will be.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Mel was just thinking of throwing him in the pool, when suddenly he was picked up, and thrown into the deep end.
Mel’s only thought?
Did I do that?
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