《Wickers Little Sister - Mitchell》1•2
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I was talking to Michell then I needed to pee so I went into the toilet to find my brother and Joe drawing on the wall of the stall,"what the hell Alfie?"
"Keep lookout, would you Kim." I rolled my eyes and saw Pickwell walking towards the toilet,
"Pickwell!" They both scrambled into the other stall,
"Lets leave through the ventilation shaft." Alfie said hitting it,
"Like in die hard?" I asked,
"Whats die hard?" Joe asked.
"What?"me and Alfie yelled.
Pickwell walked in and Joe closed the stall locking it quickly,"miss. Wickers i have been meaning to talk to you," she smiled,"my office, lets go." She dragged me by the arm."
"So miss. Wickers," she started, we were sitting in her classroom that was all one colour which I think is weird,"do you still live with Mr.Wickers?"
"Yes." I replied nervously, she opened her mouth to ask another question but the bell rang and I left quickly.
I ran into Alfie and Joe on the way out, Alfie was carrying cider, "you did not buy cider for Grayson."
"No?" Alfie said unsure I just rolled my eyes and left for assembly.
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I was sitting on the end with Rem because Mitch was late, the lights suddenly went out and Stephen was on the stage dancing to Jessie J, I got up to talk to Alfie.
"What's this about?"
"Gender equality." He replied confidently, Stephen started twerking and he put his head in his hands.
I was sitting on Rems knee in my way to class when Alfie shouted on me,"Kimberly come here would you!" I sighed and went over to see a few really angry mums.
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"Fat Alice will not be high on their priorities."
"Be quiet Fraser!" I whispered to him angrily, how is he even aloud round children? I kind of blocked out the voices until I saw Mitchell walk into the school, "Can I go Alfie, Mitch will be waiting on me."
"No." His grip on my shoulder tightened, it actually hurt! "Ow!"
"The kids can learn from my extensive sexual knowledge," Alfie stated unsure,"I'm like Yoda." He rambled like that for a little bit,
"Shut up Yoda," I said sassily.
"Sassy Jedi banter." Fraser yelled.
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We were sitting in class waiting on Alfie to say something but he was just sitting there awkwardly, "Oh my God Alfie." I groaned and left the class. About fifteen minutes later I went back with a cake and a cup of tea that I got from the dinner ladies. Sitting next to Mitchell I whispered,"whats going on?"
"Wickers is trying to make Joe gay!" He chuckled,
"Do not pretend to be gay Joe!"
"Please Joe?"
"Don't Joe!"
"Okay Alfie I'll do it,"Joe shouted over us,"only if I don't have to go on the exchange."
"It's okay Joe, when I was your age me and Atticus Hoy..."
"Atticus Hoy is a right Prick!" I yelled.
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We were waiting outside for the French students,"Where are they coming from Fraser?" I asked standing in line with Alf and Mitch on either side of me.
"Hoogeveen."
"Hoogeveen?" Alfie asked,"that is not in France."
"Sounds Dutch." I said.
"Well then the Dutch aren't obsessed with sex are they," a kid got out of the bus,"see no one is going to be hopping on that." Another boy dressed all in white got of and winked at me, Alfie and Mitch both covered my eyes quickly.
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Alfie had managed to get Joe out of the exchange and replaced him with Grayson, we walked up to Grayson."I hope you enjoy farms and five a.m starts Grayson."
"What?"
"Have fun in Hoogeveen Francis." I walked away.
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We were all sitting in the class waiting for Alfie to come in, the mum at the back of the room yelled,"this is going on mums net."
"Fuck mums net!" I yelled back over the chatter of other students.
"Okay, settle down everyone," Fraser stood at the front of the class,"mums I know you were worried about the french exchange students, lucky for you their Dutch." They all walked in and the one dressed in all white winked at me, I blushed and looked down.
"Oi Dutchy don't wink at her I'll knock you out," Mitchell yelled,
"Sit down Mitchell!" Pickwell yelled.
"Prick." Mitchell muttered.
Alfie threw the door open and waltzed in I sighed and prayed that this would go okay. He started talking and I put my head on the table blocking it out, I cannot deal with my brother talking about sex. Suddenly there was lots of shouting,
"Alfie made me gay for him!" Joe exclaimed.
"Don't say it like that!" I groaned.
"He did he said if I wasn't gay for him he would send me to live on a farm!"
"That's out of context!" Mitchell piped up,
"Whats a MILF!"
"Whats a clitoris?"
Everyone started yelling at Alfie about sex until Alfie let out a small,
"I haven't." Dead silence until Mitchell and I both yelled out,
"Ha virgin!"
"Get out!" Alfie yelled at us. I rolled my eyes and took Mitchell's hand, "no, Kimberly sit next to Joe Mitchell stay where you are." He glared at us, I smirked at him.
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Alfie and I were standing outside waiting on the coach to Hoogeveen because Alfie had to go until all of the Sex Ed stuff died down on mums net."Do not talk to Mitchell while I am away, keep the flat clean, water the plants, feed the dog..."
"Chill bro you're only going away for a week." I said,"also we don't have plants or a dog." The bus pulled up and people started getting on,"have fun in Hoogeveen!" The bus left and Mitchell came up to me,
"Hey," he said
"Hi Mitch."I smiled at him,
"You know Kim your eyes are really pretty." I blushed and looked at my shoes.
"How romantic."I stuttered blushing harder when I looked up and saw him staring at me,"well you are rather handsome, you know."
"Why aren't you posh like your brother?"
"I just moved in with him recently."
"Oh okay." My bus pulled up,
"I have to go,"
"Okay." I went to get on the bus but turned around and kissed his cheek.
"See you Mitch." He was grinning and then Rem shouted.
I sat down in the bus still blushing,"ah young love." An old lady across from me sighed, I smiled at her and leaned my head on the window.
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