Triple Life (#Wattys2015)

Ch 46

"So class, you will all be writing a 500- 1000 word essay about the Tudor Royal Family. You should hand it over by next Wednesday." Our World History teacher told us.

Most of the students, including myself cursed and groaned under our breath. I absolutely hated history today. The teacher we had today, Ms. Kylie wasn't our actual World History teacher. Mrs. Lambert was our actual World History teacher.

Kind, old, gentle Mrs. Lambert had taken a holiday this semester due to some family stuff and Ms. Kylie, a new teacher who had just passed her History degree from university had been taken in to teach us. Ms. Kylie was every student's nightmare. She may not look like it but I secretly thought she was the devil's accomplice. Ms. Kylie was tall with piercing hazel eyes and long, wavy brown hair which had blonde highlights. She was really pretty but she never did smile. her mouth was always pressed in a thin line and she had a harsh, steely and cold tone. She loved torturing us with lots of homework and her World History lessons were so boring that I am 100% sure nearly all of us were trying not to fall asleep though our books felt like a nice pillow in her class. Mme. Francoise, our French teacher who used to be every student's nightmare, was better than Ms. Kylie 'cause Mme. Francoise did have a bit of humour and she warmly spoke to us at times when we did our work properly and she never used one tone to speak to us during French lessons.

As the bell rang, I sent a small prayer of gratitude to the God above. Anna and I quickly packed our bags and nearly ran out of the class, eager to be out of Ms. Kylie's sight at last.

"Phew! Finally! I thought I was going to die and rot the whole time she was going on about the Tudors of Britain." Anna yawned.

"So true. I wonder whether she has no other tone other than the one she uses. It's soooooo darn boring to hear her ramble in one tone." I agreed, yawning.

I just felt so sleepy. I was glad this was our last class for the day because I couldn't wait to go home and take a nap.

"We have a devilish homework ahead don't we? Jeez, our poor weekend just got spoiled." Anna groaned mournfully.

I perked up at that "Ah ha, poor Anna Herring has plans with one Mr. Miles Adam Ford, doesn't she? Hmmmm...care to let your bestie know what your weekend is all about?" I asked Anna, smiling mischievously.

"Oh yeah, you can. I don't have to tell about it. You could just follow me all around and you'd be able to see what the 'plans' actually are. If you are actually that curious, I don't mind you stalking me, dear bestie." Anna replied, sarcastically.

"Hmmm...let me think about it." I said, pretending to think "Uh, no thank you...I am pretty sure I'll hear all about it on Monday or after you've done with your plans."

"Okay, so what's this talk about plans?" Adrian asked, as he wrapped an arm around my waist.

"Yeah, even I am eager to hear about it, bro." Miles added as he kissed Anna on the cheek.

"You already know it, you dimwit." Anna scolded Miles, playfully twisting his ear.

"Ouch! You devil! You didn't have to twist my ear." Miles said ruefully, rubbing his ear. "Wonder why I have such a bad choice with girlfriends. The first one was a psycho, the second is abusive." He muttered under his breath.

"I am sure Rhea would be happy to hear that." I smirked at Miles.

"Well man, you've gotta have a good choice like me. I have an absolutely awesome girlfriend." Adrian said cockily.

"Psssh...your choices suck at times, bro. Allison was ok in middle school but high school one was kinda obsessive. Rhea was psycho and dangerously obsessive...well, hmmm...about Belle...there's nothing that bad about her except she is quite nerdy, independent and better off single or with someone better than a crazy pig like you." Miles stuck out his tongue at Adrian.