A/N
Merry (late) Christmas :)
Sorry it took me a year to update....
But dat cheesy joke tho...
Sorry, HAPPY NEW YEAR! Hope 2014 is a great one!
The Wattpad deleted all that I wrote, so the update was later than i was supposed to put it up. I wanted to put it up as a Christmas gift, but oh well. :(
Btw - this story is set in Australia, and we have Christmas in the Summer holidays (6 weeksish). Winter holidays are in the middle of the year (17days). And there is Spring and Autumn Holidays aswell (17 days) Just explaining that to you guys because there might be holidays coming up in the story later. (Not yet)
Anyways, enjoy!!
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Chapter 20
Right now, I was squashed in between a slightly chubby middle aged man, who clearly never heard of deodorant and a very charming, buff guy, also known as Nathaniel. My hands were awkwardly crossed over each other and my butt was most definitely asleep.
"Urghhh, my arms hurt" I whispered. I was stuck, I literally couldn't move a muscle. The dull roaring of the truck's engine continued as I tried to wriggle into a more comfortable position. I guess Nathaniel heard my distress as I felt him shuffle over a bit, although it made no difference.
"Still can't move, but thanks". I cracked my neck and attempted to arch my back to remove the pain gliding through it. Altogether, I was being really fidgety. If I was starting to get on the driver's nerves, he was nice enough to say nothing, but after a while, Nathaniel sighed.
"You know what, here you go" he said, placing his hands around my waist..
"Please don't make love in my precious truck" The bus driver groaned. Nate tutted and rolled his eyes. He then dragged me onto his lap.
"Sit on my lap. It's much more comfortable" He said, smirking up at me. I quickly averted my eyes so he wouldn't see the blush that started to spread across my cheeks.
"Thanks, I guess" I whispered, leaning my head onto his chest, his arms still wrapped around my waist.
"So, where shall I drop you two lovebirds off?" The old man asked, giving us a crooked grin. I glared back, since I didn't like Nate and I being known as 'lovebirds'. Nate, on the other hand, smirked.
"Hemmings Academy please"
"Right away. Your car will be given back to you as soon as it is fixed" the driver replied.
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I awoke the next morning feeling my whole body cramped up. Letting out an inhumane sound, I stretched my limbs out, the sound of them cracking relieving my tensed body. I sat up and yawned, looking out the window, thinking about what had happened last night.
Mr Jennings had been angrily pacing outside the school when we'd showed up. After telling me to meet him today after school, he dismissed me and held Nathaniel back to talk. I remember knocking on the dorm door, and a very worried Rikki opening the door and dragging my half asleep self to bed.
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