Hey! Denuevo lost a bet, for months. This fic is for another friend, whom I love and hate while
xD So, yeah, I still struggled D: Although it took me a lot. Is the cap 1, Javi hope you like: D
Claim: Tom Fletcher, Susan Wilbur!
Unexpected Visit
Chapter 1
-Man, Everything Sucks. Everything freaking sucks. -
Susan Wilbur was an incredibly good mood .... No. Today was the worst day of his short life and McFlyística. Sure, he had been lucky enough to be selected in his school exchange student performed and of course now would be very, very happy to be in a country as acclaimed as London. But definitely nothing could top this. It was horrible.
In front of the class, the teacher in charge of the course was with the director of the Middleton High School. Who held in his hands a thin paper, stated the new schedule changes. His classmates seemed pretty happy with the change, but she definitely was not.
- That's why, my dear students - began to conclude the director, speaking with a British accent "I paused and the whole council, made the decision to add 3 extra hours of Physical Education to your schedule. Now You Have 5 whole hours to sports, Meaning You Have to Exercise at least eleven day.
Horrible, horrible, horrible. Fate was not on their side. Daily physical education. She could not figure it out! Medical certificates covering up ... "saw the date on your cell-yesterday. Now he had no excuses for not running, I had used nose bleeding, stomach pain, sprained ankle, shoulder and neck pain. Empezaríaa people believe that lying for not working!
- For Those Who does not like Sports - only looked at Susan as discreetly as he could Do not worry, this is just gonna last Until the end of the semester. Everybody, good luck! - Saying like some kind of tournament schedules to choose stuck in the wall of the room, leaving the room quietly.
Susan sighed, almost weeping with rage and sank into his seat.
- Oh noeees .... -
(***)
With sportswear, until the end of the student group that surrounded the courtyard of the school, Susan was struggling to pass unnoticed in the midst of all these people and to escape when given the chance.
- Would not it be awesome if Tom Fletcher Were the new teacher ...? - He said quietly, resigned, facing the floor.
- HI! I'm Tom Fletcher and I'm the new Physical Education Teacher! -
Susan opened her eyes big and ran to the front of all the people in a second, cold blood and excited, looking for above mentioned person. What? WHAT!
- JULIET! That wasn't funny! - He shouted another girl Susan, who had changed his tone and made the joke. - You'll DIE! -
(***) - You Should Be Ashamed! Running over the WHOLE CAMPUS! - The director was faced with both in trouble for causing a scandal.
The joke had not done so thanks to Susan, as Juliet ended up chasing all over the campus. Not only skipped the physical education class, also ended up fighting all day, doing things like throwing his things inconsistent through the window, among others.
- But ... I did not - - Started Juliet.
- I DO NOT want to hear you, misses. Both You will Receive a detention. Miss Winchester, you will take today. Miss Wilbur, tomorrow is your turn. May you leave now.
Both heads bowed left the principal's office.
- You suck ... - said Susan, laughing as they walked to their respective classes.
- You know You are happy 'cuz we missed Sports. -
The next day was irrelevant, he kinds of sport as it was assigned, was in a bad mood for it. His teacher was horrible, disgusting, without a shred of sympathy in the body. Why could not someone else ... charismatic, with a faint resemblance to Alejandro Sanz and a traditional name as Marcelo? It was not much to ask!
And the worst was just beginning. He was against the detention room, where he would spend at least two hours doing nothing. With a grungy teacher frowning at her. Uggghh.
turned the doorknob slowly entering the room, seeing no one else. All seats were empty, nor was the teacher assigned. I was sure that was the room ... so he threw his backpack onto the floor and sat down.
waited a few minutes and nobody came. Resigned thought about leaving, until he heard ...
Bang, Crash. Bang, Bang, Crash.
-I 'm Sorry! -
Then the guy came through the door.
- Sorry I'm late! I'm T ... Oh, There's just one person?
But that one person could not make connections in their brain. Face it, who would take care of in their hour of detention was ...
- Holy mother of God .... - The blond in front of her had his eyebrows apologetically, looking at the disaster that had left the hall.
- I know! I'm so sorry, I did not mean to make all that's mess, I'ma disaster, sorry ... - It was explained, malinterprentando
the amazement of the girl. - Eh ... - The above his head scratched after nervous - So, You are the only one with a detention? Poor you!
The young of no more than 23 years left her purse on the desk in front of the table of the girl, and smiled broadly.
- So, What Were you doing? Some pulling pranks on your teachers? Not doing your homework? Sleeping in classes? I Was Such a sleeper when i was in school! -
She clear without any ability to reason at the moment, he thought he had already spent too long without saying anything.
tried to speak but no sound came, but sat at the table and kept looking.
- Not a talkative person? I see ... - looked fun as she tried to say something-Oh! I get it know, You are not supposed to talk When You Are in detention, of course! My bad! Sorry. - And he smiled again. - But, Between you and me, I will not tell anyone if you talk!
- You, I mean, you are-- -
- Such a nice person! Yes, I know!
- No, no! I mean, yeah, But what I mean… - tomó aire- You are…-
- Too young? I’m not a teacher, I’m just here for the week.
For the week!?
- Wo... woah, that’s cool and all, but I mean, You are Tom Flet—
"Shhh! Someone is coming.
The aforementioned Tom pretended to read a book, which was upside down, and Susan just stood still the moment the room door opened, and appeared ; through the door a teacher, looking strictly extremely hair pulled back in a tomato and look 'the-punish-si-do-noise', even if Tom could not be punished.
He looked a few seconds without saying anything and then closed the door, which creaked loudly.
- Good! She's gone! What's this book anyway? - Tom looked at the book - It's all in English.
Susan took a deep breath, carefully thought I would say, and definitely spoke
- Tom ... Tom Fletcher? - Try the largest British accent as she could. The raised an eyebrow instead but then again to smile -
- Ohh, That Was it so ... Yeah ... I guess that's me!
-You ... you guess? You do not guess this stuff, you just know it!
- Then I guess I know I'm Tom Fletcher! - Susan looked at another time ... -
- Co ... cool.
A couple of minutos en que Tom simplemente se quedó ahí, sonriendo para si mismo y trabajando en algunos papeles que quien sabe quien era. Tarareó algunas canciones y ella pensó que se desmayaría, que decir? ¿debía decir algo? No quería sonar demasiado… hiperventilada, intentó mantener su postura y estar relajada, para poder entablar una conversación sin soltar un ‘Marry me!’
No! Eso sería dar una muy mala impresión a su futuro esposo. Y ella no quería eso.
- So… uhm.. why are you here? –
De pronto sintió como si su inglés no era lo suficientemente bueno, que la pronunciación, que esto, que lo otro –en realidad todo estaba perfectamente dicho, pero por su sugestión y todo…- Pensó también que no tenía porque hablarle, y si se metía en problemas? … Al diablo, iba a hablar con Tom Fletcher aunque significara que la echaran del colegio (aunque eso significaría return to Chile, and that could not be good ...).
- Me? Oh, well ... I've got this friend ... - started slowly, "He's the cousin of the brother of the mother of the foster father of a random guy I met on street, and I Happened To Be a teacher of this school & hellip ; It's the PE teacher, and I have Asked me the favor so ... -
stopped listening, I had no idea he said, but then only sounds and their lips were moving did not care why actually, she was really happy, and was to spend 2 hours alone with Tom Fletcher. He looked at his watch. An hour and a half actually ... -
- Oh .. that's ... not ... nice? - Said not very convinced by noting that he had stopped talking and looked some kind of response.
- Yeah! I know! So, I bet you like McFly, do you?
Susan nodded her head frantically.
- Awesome! I like McFly too, if the band full of cool guys. - Susan began to relax and laughed slightly. It was all so unreal - Except for That Dougie guy. He's just weird, he's in the band just because i lose a bet.
- Re ... really!?
- No! But I still Thinks That, so yeah, it's funny.
Tom looked at the camera and then with a look of approval went searching something in your bag and pulled out a big, big chocolate bar. Susan's eyes lit up when the fair offered half.
- Want some?
- Ye ... yeah, thanks! Everybody wants chocolate!
- I know! ... So, do you like music?
- Of course! music and Chocolate Are the best. - And Hello Kitty, and Pet Society, but chose to ignore that.
-And what's your favorite band?
What to do? What to do? Mcfly should I say? It was true, but did not want to think he was lying just to be liked, but if another band actually said I'd be lying, threw a coin in his mind. If you came face was Mcfly, if left stamp was another band.
Pum! sound in his mind to throw the coin.
Cara.
- Well ... I like to lots of bands, pero McFly is my favorite.
Tom seemed a little surprised and embarrassed at the same time.
- Oh ... woah ... Such an honor ... I mean Yeah, Thanks ... -
Is he nervous? He is nervous Because of me? OMG I'm so Happy!
- And ... uhm ... your favorite member?
- Uh ... I'll keep That as a secret. - Susan laughed internally to see the face of surprise again Tom.
passed the time talking about the rest. Tom eating chocolates and saying because it was good to get arrested. When the bell rang and everyone began to prepare their things to leave, Susan sighed resignedly, and had their little moment of glory to go with Tom Fletcher.
- So ... I'll see you around! - Tom bowed slightly as a joke and walked to the door - Wait! - He said to himself - What's your name?
Oh, great detail.
- Su ... Susan Wilbur.
- Ok, Susan! Be good, eat all your vegetables and do not get detention again! - Said that he raised his hand in farewell and disappeared through the door, leaving the girl in the room thinking.
- Do not get detention again? Yeah, sure.
needed a plan punished for the whole week. And fast
To be continued!
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