My Beloved by T.M. Mendes

Author:T.M. Mendes [Mendes, T.M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-12-26T00:00:00+00:00

Jamie snorted at that. “You have nothing to worry about! You said he’s going to be at the hospital with your brother. Oh man, can you imagine his face though if he did see any of the covers?! I’d be laughing for a week!”

Wendy had to shake her head at the thought. The covers always featured a strong man holding a poor damsel in distress. Her tongue burned with wanting to just tell her best friend everything but knew that wasn’t possible. Tears started to pool in her eyes at the thought that she can’t even really say goodbye.

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong, Wendy Bird?” Jamie asked and quickly switched to sit next to her.

Wendy laughed through her nose and sniffled at the nickname her brother made up, but it stuck since she was little. Wendy shook her head and tried to play off like she was fine. “I’m fine, just Aunt Flow is visiting soon…” Wendy again wanted to slap herself. Was today just put her foot in her mouth day or what?

Jamie hissed through her teeth and nodded in sympathy. “Yeah, I had mine just last week. Being a girl sucks sometimes, huh? Let’s head off to class. I heard we got a new teacher.”

Wendy’s ears perked up at this new information. It wasn’t often this town got anyone new. “Really? Who would want to teach History in some boring town like this?” Wendy asked with a bemused look. This was a distraction she needed and welcomed.

Jamie shrugged and threw her food away before grabbing one of the many hair bands around her wrists and throwing her hair up in her usual messy bun. Jamie always had a tomboy, laid back type of look for her, but it suited her personality, even if she was more in your face. Pulling a face at the jellied meat that was left on her plate, Wendy followed suit and both were soon taking their usual spot in the back of the History class. “I wonder if the new teacher is a guy or girl?” Jamie asked out loud, but her question was soon answered once the class settled when a slightly older male stepped into the room. Wendy had to admit even to herself, he was good looking in a rugged sort of way. Wendy immediately pictured the six-foot something, tan man with a cowboy hat on and some used up pair of jeans. His lighter brown hair was falling into his dark brown eyes and even though most girls in the class probably developed an immediate crush or infatuation, for some reason, Wendy was unfazed. Her mind kept picturing Vincent.

“Good afternoon, class. I’m your new History teacher, Mr. Roberts.” Even his voice held a southern drawl that was only just noticeable.

“Holy. Shit. I think I’m going to fail this class…” Jamie muttered from beside her.

Wendy held in a laugh. “Why?” she asked and Jamie waggled her eyebrows.

“Because I’ll be too busy staring at his ass.”

Wendy couldn’t help it as she burst out laughing, causing everyone in class to look at her.

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