The name is... SHORTBOTTOM, Verity Shortbottom."

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It turned out that Vogue girl was okay, a lot of hair flipping and eye-lid-flapping, a bit like a bat actually, two giant black bat-birds with long eyelashy feathers. I might put that in my new arts notebook. Her name was Verity, Verity Vogue.

No, her name wasn't that, although it would have been cool if it had!!!

Her name was Verity Tunk.

I suppose thatit's better than Shortbottom

Imagine that, in a Bond film, A sexy blond girl walks sexily up to the handsome boy, "The name is... Shortbottom, Verity Shortbottom " Then there comes a snort, from the tall ginger girl with the freckles standing next to the black haired beauty of a man, "Tunk my name's funny do you? No need to guess who you are, red hair, freckles, and hand me down skirts, you must be a Fergosan." The tall ginger with the hairtied back shudders a moment. Then an average girl with average brown hair walks up.

"Oh, I love your skirt, where did you get it?" The simple brunette says.

"It was my mums in the eighties," the ginger states, flipping her hair.

"It's so cute!!" The redhead walks off with a swagger in her bum, and the average one groans, "That was the uglyist fuglyist skirt I have ever seen!"

Then a high pitched voice cuts in, "Well-it's-no-point-standing-around-here-all-day-is-it?-No-I-think-not-let's-go!"

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 20, 2013 ⏰

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