trot.
They turned a corner so fast that Val almost toppled.
She was still off-balance when she was struck in the centre of her back by something solid. Val was completely winded and was saved from a nasty fall by a large set of hands that grabbed her around the waist.
“I’m sorry, I was in a hurry,” she spluttered as she was carefully set back on her feet again. She looked up, and up. As she reached the summit, she found herself gazing into the eyes of a very tall young man. Her first thought was ‘Wow, he has perfect hair.’ It was mousey brown and he had deep green eyes, the sort you see looking back at you from the front of magazine covers.
“It’s OK. It’s not every day you get run into with such force by a pretty young woman in a Spiderman t-shirt, cool.” Val looked down acknowledging her top. She wasn’t quite sure if she had taken a breath since the clashing of bodies and was starting to feel a little faint.
“I… I… have to go.” She grabbed Delta’s hand and started to run.
“Slow down…high heels…not made for running,” Delta gasped. “You are going to ruin my tips,” blurted Delta between breaths.
Val came to an almost mule like halt and looked around in a panic. “Has he gone?”
“Yes, about half a mile ago, Val.” Delta pulled her hand out of Val’s grip. “You nearly made me perspire. Do not do that again,” she said tensely. Looking at Val it dawned on Delta what was going on. Delta was now moving in closer and pointing her finger at Val. “You liked him,” she poked Val’s arm, one strike for each word, “Val-I’ve-never-had-a-boyfriend-Saunders.”
“No, I did not. He was invading my personal space, that’s all.”
Delta laughed, it was painfully obvious that she did. Nonetheless Delta didn’t know what to do; this wasn’t a situation she had ever encountered with Val. Val pushed Delta affectionately to stop her from poking her arm.
Their banter was interrupted when Val heard a voice calling her name.
“Val! Val, hello.”
Val looked around. Where was it coming from? Then, appearing from inside a group of girls, Val spotted Wendy Whitmore.
Panic filled Val’s eyes as she grabbed Delta’s arm. “Delta, it’s Wendy.” Val was once again running. Wendy was a girl who had been in Val’s class at school and had always wanted to be Val’s friend. Val hated her. She was whiney, skeletal and smelt funny; it was as if she would break if you looked at her too hard. They usually managed to escape her unwanted attention, but today it seemed that they weren’t going to have such luck. Wendy was already on top of them blocking their exit.
“Wendy, how are you?” said Val, greeting Wendy with a fake smile.
“I’m fine. What are you two up to then?” Wendy looked at Delta, devouring every inch of her body with her eyes. Extraordinarily Delta was visibly uncomfortable.
Val tugged at Delta’s top as she started to work her way around Wendy. “I’m just going back to work, so you will have to excuse me as I’m late already, but it’s been lovely seeing you, again,” she said as they started to run towards the car park lift. “See you around then,” said Wendy wryly, waving a thin wimpy arm at them as they disappeared into the lift.
“Does she scare you?” asked Delta in a very concerned tone.
“I’m not sure. I’ll have to think about it.” Val looked at Delta with both eyebrows visibly raised.
“No, don’t bother. You want to be thinking about tall, dark and handsome.” Delta threw Val a glance as the lift stopped.
“Don’t be silly. I will never see him again, and I didn’t think he was handsome at all.” Val stepped out and moved quickly back to the mini, avoiding eye contact with Delta.
They drove back to the shop at speed and in silence, coming to an abrupt halt outside the bookshop.
“Do you want to stop for a while or do you have any other beauty treatments today?” said Val as she ran up the stairs and started to open
They turned a corner so fast that Val almost toppled.
She was still off-balance when she was struck in the centre of her back by something solid. Val was completely winded and was saved from a nasty fall by a large set of hands that grabbed her around the waist.
“I’m sorry, I was in a hurry,” she spluttered as she was carefully set back on her feet again. She looked up, and up. As she reached the summit, she found herself gazing into the eyes of a very tall young man. Her first thought was ‘Wow, he has perfect hair.’ It was mousey brown and he had deep green eyes, the sort you see looking back at you from the front of magazine covers.
“It’s OK. It’s not every day you get run into with such force by a pretty young woman in a Spiderman t-shirt, cool.” Val looked down acknowledging her top. She wasn’t quite sure if she had taken a breath since the clashing of bodies and was starting to feel a little faint.
“I… I… have to go.” She grabbed Delta’s hand and started to run.
“Slow down…high heels…not made for running,” Delta gasped. “You are going to ruin my tips,” blurted Delta between breaths.
Val came to an almost mule like halt and looked around in a panic. “Has he gone?”
“Yes, about half a mile ago, Val.” Delta pulled her hand out of Val’s grip. “You nearly made me perspire. Do not do that again,” she said tensely. Looking at Val it dawned on Delta what was going on. Delta was now moving in closer and pointing her finger at Val. “You liked him,” she poked Val’s arm, one strike for each word, “Val-I’ve-never-had-a-boyfriend-Saunders.”
“No, I did not. He was invading my personal space, that’s all.”
Delta laughed, it was painfully obvious that she did. Nonetheless Delta didn’t know what to do; this wasn’t a situation she had ever encountered with Val. Val pushed Delta affectionately to stop her from poking her arm.
Their banter was interrupted when Val heard a voice calling her name.
“Val! Val, hello.”
Val looked around. Where was it coming from? Then, appearing from inside a group of girls, Val spotted Wendy Whitmore.
Panic filled Val’s eyes as she grabbed Delta’s arm. “Delta, it’s Wendy.” Val was once again running. Wendy was a girl who had been in Val’s class at school and had always wanted to be Val’s friend. Val hated her. She was whiney, skeletal and smelt funny; it was as if she would break if you looked at her too hard. They usually managed to escape her unwanted attention, but today it seemed that they weren’t going to have such luck. Wendy was already on top of them blocking their exit.
“Wendy, how are you?” said Val, greeting Wendy with a fake smile.
“I’m fine. What are you two up to then?” Wendy looked at Delta, devouring every inch of her body with her eyes. Extraordinarily Delta was visibly uncomfortable.
Val tugged at Delta’s top as she started to work her way around Wendy. “I’m just going back to work, so you will have to excuse me as I’m late already, but it’s been lovely seeing you, again,” she said as they started to run towards the car park lift. “See you around then,” said Wendy wryly, waving a thin wimpy arm at them as they disappeared into the lift.
“Does she scare you?” asked Delta in a very concerned tone.
“I’m not sure. I’ll have to think about it.” Val looked at Delta with both eyebrows visibly raised.
“No, don’t bother. You want to be thinking about tall, dark and handsome.” Delta threw Val a glance as the lift stopped.
“Don’t be silly. I will never see him again, and I didn’t think he was handsome at all.” Val stepped out and moved quickly back to the mini, avoiding eye contact with Delta.
They drove back to the shop at speed and in silence, coming to an abrupt halt outside the bookshop.
“Do you want to stop for a while or do you have any other beauty treatments today?” said Val as she ran up the stairs and started to open
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