"The world is quiet here"
Violet Baudelaire thought the worst was over, granted Count Olaf was still on the loose, but at least she and her siblings were alive. It wasn't until the Baudelaires came to Avonlea to live with their Uncle Monty, did the...
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"Alright children, please open your books to chapter three," Ms. Caliban said to the class, "We will read aloud this chapter of Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen," She told them, "Charlie Sloane, please stand and begin,"
Charlie stood up, book in his hands as they trembled and the boy cleared his throat, "Not all that Mrs. Bennet, how-ev-er, with the assi-assistance of her five dau-daughters, could ask on the subject, was suffic-cient to draw from her husband any satis-satisfactory descrip-ption of Mr. Bingley-y," He read before Mrs. Caliban kindly cut him off.
"Thank you Charlie, Duncan? Would you please," The woman asked and Duncan stood up.
"They attacked him in various ways—with bare...barefaced questions, in...genious suppositions, and distant surmi-surmises; but he eluded the skill of them all, and they were at last obliged to accept the second-hand intell-intelligence of their neighbour, Lady Lucas," Duncan read and was also cut off.
"Thank you, Duncan. Klaus?" Mrs. Caliban said and the glasses clad boy stood up.
"Her report was highly favourable. Sir William had been delighted with him. He was quite young, wonderfully handsome, extremely agreeable, and, to crown the whole, he meant to be at the next assembly with a large party. Nothing could be more delightful! To be fond of dancing was a certain step towards falling in love; and very lively hopes of Mr. Bingley's heart were entertained," Klaus read perfectly and Ms. Caliban smiled.
"Perfect," The teacher said.
"Cake-sniffer," Carmelita mumbled, crossing her arms over her chest.
The Quagmires and The Baudelaires had made it a somewhat tradition at lunchtime to sit in their little corner of the schoolyard, despite all the looks and comments they got to each work on their own skills. Violet and Isadora would often help each other with inventions and poetry whilst Klaus would often read and Duncan would note down the interesting facts his friend read about and it was the same this lunchtime.
Klaus and Duncan were interested in some book about bombs as Violet and Isadora were looking at the picnic basket Violet had created, trying to figure out how to add two more arms.
"Maybe if you tried adding two more slots for the other arms," Isadora suggested.
"Yes, but I've tried that and it just makes a loud clanging noise," Violet explained.
"It could be a problem with the gears," Klaus said, glancing up from his book.
"That'd be disappointing," Violet said, "I made them myself,"
"Impressive," A voice said from behind them, making the group turn around to see a certain hazel eyed boy standing there.
"Gilbert," Violet smiled, looking up at him, causing the people around her to be confused.
"Violet," Gilbert smiled back, "Can - Can we talk?" The boy asked.
Violet looked around at her friends and brother - who nodded at her, saying it was okay.
"Is everything alright?" The girl asked as she and Gilbert began to walk around the schoolyard.
"Yes, everything's fine," He responded.
"If everything's fine, then what was it you wanted to talk to me about?" Violet asked, looking up at him as she stood at 5 foot 4 and Gilbert stood at 5 foot 8.
"I just wanted to see if you were okay, you know, from the other day," Gilbert said as the two continued their way around the schoolyard.
"Oh, um, yes, I'm fine, thank you. Again," Violet smiled slightly, causing Gilbert to do so as well.
The two walked in a comfortable silence before Gilbert decided to speak up.
"Your brother's an excellent reader," The boy commented and Violet nodded.
"He's the best," She smiled and Gilbert returned it.
"I guess you Baudelaires just have a knack for talents," Gilbert said and Violet smiled at him.
