He caressed her forehead and smoothed her hair back from her face. “Yes, but I can control my craziness,” he said and smiled. “It feels a bit ...trange to be treated this way. Since I lost my attractiveness…” He placed his forefinger on her mouth, muffling her words. “You are beautiful.” “Really, how could you know that?” “To be honest, your plaster shell doesn’t hide much, you know.” “Hey, you almost made me feel like a princess,” she said sarcastically. His hand moved down and rested on. Sorry Mrs Hollinhoe." I say picking myself and my things up off the floor as I force myself not to cry. I hurry to Mrs Copelyn without any further incident and follow her out of the classroom.We walk in silence, our footsteps echoing down the polished empty hallways and my terror grows ever larger with every corner we turn."Wh-why does the headmaster want to see me Miss? Am I in trouble?" I ask the receptionist hesitantly, finally breaking the emotionally sapping silence."My name is Mrs. ‘I could use a laugh,’ Val responded, but in a way that was funny, not obnoxious. I smiled sheepishly. ‘My last name is Cupid.’ Val stared at me for what seemed like a minute before breaking out in hysterical laughter. When she caught her breath, she said, ‘Oh my god, I could see why today really sucks for you.’ I nodded. She continued, ‘And the music, Sam Cooke, and so on, right?’ ‘Yeah,’ I chuckled, ‘it was Stupid Cupid that set me off tonight.’ Val shook her head, ‘I know what you mean.’. I immediately sought a credible way to explain away my nakedness. But she beat me to the point, by explaining her own presence. She had woken early, as was her custom, and had realised she had probably left her phone in her car. She had dressed, gone to her car, retrieved the phone, and was thinking of going for a short stroll, it being such a pleasant morning. Before getting back out of the car, she had seen a naked man approaching, under the street lights, and had decided to stay out of view,.
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