Along with a student, who refused to leave my side (I don't know why), I started my search for Elizabeth Carter. She was last seen in the school, so I decided to check everywhere in the school grounds. She wasn't anywhere to be seen. (We even checked in all of the cupboards - she's quite short so she can fit into most of them.)
The next step was to venture outside and check both of the yards, the hills (Yes, hills, we have a few hilly parts surrounding our yards. It sounds bizarre, but it's true) and behind - and up - all of the trees. She loved to climb trees. She was a very big tomboy.
~ 3 hours later ~
I tottered down the steps in my high stiletto heels and tripped over a step. Damn, that actually hurt! I looked back to see what it was that I stepped on when my mouth flew to my hand in shock.
* * *
"Why won't she talk to us?" Millie Carter sighed. She was starting to panick. "I'm worried about our daughter, Miguel." He took her hand and held it reassuringly in his. He seemed to have an unwavering confidence about Lizzy.
"She's just going through a teenage phase. She just doesn't feel like she can't trust us.... Or maybe anyone." With that statement, she only became more troubled.
"But what if she can't, or, doesn't want to say anything? What if she's bottling up all of her emotion? I know what that's like, Miguel. Our not so little girl is worrying me sick! I mean, what if she doesn't know how to feel? Not just for a guy, but for anyone? Even us!" He shook his head, his confidence refusing to recede.
"Honey... You're reading too far into this. She's fine! She's just a teenager! It's just a phase. Please, don't say anything to her." She nodded her head in agreement.
* * *
"Why, what.... You look disgusting! Utterly horrific! COME INSIDE AT ONCE!!"
It was then I knew that the moment with whoever he was (and the whole escapade), he seemed familiar but I couldn't put my finger on a name, was a bad thing to have done. I scrunched my eyes shut as I watched Miss Brunel waddle up the stairs like a penguin.
Maybe the consequences will be laughable. Who knows.
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