Oh What A Day âż Priscilla & Sera
"Maybe ten years from now, Iâll go down in textbooks. Theyâll make a movie about me and not one of those shitty Lifetime onesâŠOh man, I hope they donât cast me as just any Asian girl. I really donât want to be like Arden Chââ
"Will you shut the fuck up and make your phone call already?" the manâs angry voice sounded, interrupting her thoughts. The situation in itself seemed surreal to Sera and yet as she took the phone in hand, it was all too real. If only it werenât for that stupid kidâŠ
Sheâd been following him for weeks nowârecreationally, of courseâ and in her time of doing so, sheâd learned a lot. Mr. McLaughlin, the computer guy, also known as McDreamy to T.C. Williamsâ middle-aged teachers, had been living a double life for years. In the day-time, he was simply tech-support, a single man flirting and living it up. It was no secret that heâd come fancy Ms. Baker. The pair certainly made it obvious enough. During her student teaching days, sheâd gotten a lot of classroom practice particularly in the times in which they spent trying to install Adobe Flash. It was natural curiosity that started things up again and at that point, she gave in. Her urges and desires were things she didn't want to fight. Thus, slowly but surely, week after week, Sera followed Mr. McLaughlin from school and to his home. She became well acquainted with his wife's travellng schedule and could even name which child was failing what subject.Â
She'd felt she'd conquered the conqueror and in some ways she had. She'd single-handedly uncovered Mr.McLaughlin's true self. Feeling invigorated therefore, Sera'd set out that day to expose him. She was going to bring evidence to Ms. Baker and force him to apologize. He wouldn't get away with it anymore. Hence, with the day had been set and calendar marked. August 1st was to be the day she caught him.
Was, being the key word. The details were unnecessary and in the end, it hardly mattered. It was all supposed of that stupid brat anyway. What was more important noq was her hostage situation and the fact she'd just be given her way to escape. Tucked unseen behind the living room closet door, Sera picked up the phone and dialed. Her ally was the strong...but more importantly, the only who understood Chinese. Uttering as rapidly as she could, Sera spoke what could be roughly translated as the following:
"...Hello? ...Hello! HEY WAIT THIS ISN'T A JOKE! PRISCILLAÂ DON'T HANG UP, OKAY?? ...Um, well, shit. I lost my train of thought....I'm glad you're listening though...Oh right! Okay so, long story short, I'm kinda locked in Mr. McLaughlin's living area and before you ask, no this is not some sort of kinky sex game. Anyway, he's um, kinda asking for $500. Like, now. As in right away and um, well I totally thought about calling the police but since I'm sorta in the wrong... I was kinda hoping you'd help me instead?? I'm at 683 South Lake Drive, PLEASE. I PROMISE I'LL PAY YOU BAâ"Â
"Time's up." he uttered as he re-opened the door, fingers prying the phone from her hands. It was dark and he had the greater advantage, evident in the little struggle she managed. "Fuck!" Sera uttered at its close, the lock giving a sense of finality.
It seemed it were truly up to Priscilla now and Confucius willing, her friend would come.
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