Sugar and Spice?

Chapter 1

Often, I would see as returning to my home a little girl delivering flyers across the street. Honestly I haven't seen her without her red hooded coat, even in the summer. Hence I found it humored me to call her Little Red Riding Hood, or Little Red. Me? Oh I am a new teacher at a middle school. Yep, finally after years filled with all-nighters and restless days Johnathon Maneston is now officially, still a piece of crap, but with a degree. And no, I am not a pedophile dammit. Its just this girl. She walked the street the same way each Tuesday and Thursday, same pace, same time, same emotionless face.

This one Thursday walking home, the ringing in my ears had still lasted from my class, I couldn't help but notice a vicious looking man running straight behind Little Red, charging at her, with his face wrinkled with pure fury.

Hmm? Oh did I do something you ask? Why would I? I am no hero, I am a just a kid with a English degree. I can't. Dammit. What am I supposed to do? I cried reading "The Time Traveler's Wife"! Dammit, I AM AN BRAVE IDIOT WITH AN ENGLISH DEGREE! Yep. I ran across the street, arms flailing like a complete dipshit. From what I remember the girl, though significantly shorter than me seemed to have this sense of authority over me and towered over with me with a stern glare. Not a sliver of humanity in those eyes to welcome you, just a glare that penetrated like a sword through your chest, weakening your lungs, cutting you breath short. For a second, I had thought her glare had really impaled me when I felt an intense pain in the center between both my rib-cages. I have now earned the title of a complete fuck tard.

{Authors Note: Hey guys I hope you are enjoying the story so far, but I was wondering if I continue this story or just scrap it, so leave your feedback in the comments... ^^"}