Crash
Revenge of the Geek Gal
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
penslayer5
Edna began to rush down the halls of the school as her little spat with Ruthie delayed her long enough. The last thing she wanted to do was miss the bus and be forced to walk home again. The last time that happened was when Heather and company locked her in her locker. She'd been stuck in there for almost half an hour before the janitor found her and let her out.
Yet another thing Heather would answer for when she got home. She unconsciously slammed her foot down that much harder as she ran. Oh she couldn't wait till she could settle down and punish the girl proper. She could picture it now... Heather lost forever on the surface of her sandal, Heather as her personal slave, Heather as a tasty little snack, etc.
The geek girl was so lost in thought she failed to notice the wet floor sign at the end of the hall. Edan cut the corner and felt her sandals slide against the freshly mopped floor as if it were coated in ice. "Woah!"
She was out of control. She needed to stop! She waved her arms back and forth to try and steady herself, but it was all for naught. She was still moving forward. Looking ahead she could see a figure in her path, the janitor mister Donavan. He was mopping the floors and looked to have not noticed her about to slam into his back.
"Look out!" Enda called. Unfortunately for her the man had headphones on and didn't hear her cry. She slammed into his back with all the force a teenager her size could and forced the man and herself to the ground. Groans of pain left their lips and soapy mop water spilled out into the hall.
"Damn it." Edna complained as she untangled herself from the janitor. She rolled onto her rear as she rubbed her head to mitigate the pain she felt. Also where the hell were her glasses?
"What the hell?" Donovan grumbled as he too rolled over. Her looked down at his Walkman to see in has been trashed in the fall. "Crap!"
He looked up from his busted Walkman to the source of his troubles. He was ready snap at whoever slammed into him but paused when he saw just who exactly slammed into him. Cute face, pale skin, ginger hair, freckles, not too bad body. It was Edna. And she didn't have her glasses on either.
He looked down to see the oversized coke-bottle specs on the floor between them. "Hmm?"
Yet another thing Heather would answer for when she got home. She unconsciously slammed her foot down that much harder as she ran. Oh she couldn't wait till she could settle down and punish the girl proper. She could picture it now... Heather lost forever on the surface of her sandal, Heather as her personal slave, Heather as a tasty little snack, etc.
The geek girl was so lost in thought she failed to notice the wet floor sign at the end of the hall. Edan cut the corner and felt her sandals slide against the freshly mopped floor as if it were coated in ice. "Woah!"
She was out of control. She needed to stop! She waved her arms back and forth to try and steady herself, but it was all for naught. She was still moving forward. Looking ahead she could see a figure in her path, the janitor mister Donavan. He was mopping the floors and looked to have not noticed her about to slam into his back.
"Look out!" Enda called. Unfortunately for her the man had headphones on and didn't hear her cry. She slammed into his back with all the force a teenager her size could and forced the man and herself to the ground. Groans of pain left their lips and soapy mop water spilled out into the hall.
"Damn it." Edna complained as she untangled herself from the janitor. She rolled onto her rear as she rubbed her head to mitigate the pain she felt. Also where the hell were her glasses?
"What the hell?" Donovan grumbled as he too rolled over. Her looked down at his Walkman to see in has been trashed in the fall. "Crap!"
He looked up from his busted Walkman to the source of his troubles. He was ready snap at whoever slammed into him but paused when he saw just who exactly slammed into him. Cute face, pale skin, ginger hair, freckles, not too bad body. It was Edna. And she didn't have her glasses on either.
He looked down to see the oversized coke-bottle specs on the floor between them. "Hmm?"
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