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The cop and the girl

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12 year old Jane is infatuated with her best friend‘s brother: Timothy; a 34 year old police officer with a feisty girlfriend: Nancy. They get closer as Nancy has affairs behind his back.

Drama / Romance
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Chapter 1

All I could hear was the sound of my alarm which was my mom’s annoying voice telling me to wake up. I groaned and brought my blanket closer to me to feel its warmth.

“Time for school Jane!”

I groaned at the thought again.

Loud footsteps come up the stairs, and My mom shakes me.

“Wake up. You’re late again! You’re going to be in trouble with the school. Again! Wake up!” Nagged my mom.

“Okay, god I’m getting up.”

I got out of bed and into the shower.

After i got out of the shower, I sat by my mirror and examined my face. I frowned as I realized I wasn’t pretty enough. I didn’t feel pretty enough. I wanted all the boys to admire me and all the girls to hate me. But no one really noticed me--Unless I pulled some stupid stunt. Which I tend to do, a lot.

It took about three different outfits and still: nothing. I found this maroon top that was an elegant top, but showed enough skin. It had sequins in them. And was made out of sheer. At the top. Then the second layer was cotton. With a mini skirt.

I ran out the door to school. Great. I forgot my sweater. Well it’s not like I needed it on this hot day anyways.

I went into the office to grab a late slip. Everyone was staring at me, like what is she wearing. Principal black came out of her office eating an apple, took a bit out of it, squinted her eyes , stared me up and down and said “Jane id like to have a word with you in my office. ” she said very authoritatively.

There were two guys sitting behind me and giggled. “Ohhh.” Then one of them whispered “sl**”

I turned around and snarled at them. “You wish.”

The guy who called me a sl** turned red and just shut up. And his friend just laughed. What a bunch of losers.

“Hey! Watch the language!” Principal black yelled in her angry deep voice. I turned to look at her, horrified. Her back was hunched, stuff and her lips pursed.

“Jane, my office. Now.”

I went into her office. It was this dark pink color. She had her blinds open so you could see the front of the school. It had such a bland depressing vibe to her office.

She gestured for me to sit down. I sat down in the uncomfortable chair. Her blue eyes wrinkled as she eyed me up and down once again.

“Yes?” I asked her.

She put a hand on her dry short blonde hair, as if she was ready to give some kind of speech. She smoothed over her black blouse and cleared her throat.

“I’ve lost count on how many times you’ve been late. And how many times you’ve wore too many revealing outfits.”

“Oh. Am I in trouble?”

“You will be if you keep showing too much skin.”

“Well what else am I supposed to wear? Plus you’re angry that I’m late, but this conversation is making me even more late for English class.”

She crossed her arms defensively.“First of all, Jane. I’m not angry. Second, you’re not a twenty three year old. You’re 12. Wear what a regular 12 year old would wear.”

I felt my face frown.

“Stop trying to grow up so quickly. Now wear a regular t shirt tomorrow and we won’t have this chat.” She said. “Now, go to class. I’ll get you a slip.”

I waited outside of her office. She was this tall chubby lady, who wore professional clothing. But she never wore any normal clothing like she told me to. It made her seem like such a tightwad too.

She handed me the late slip and I started walking to class. I was looking down at my phone while I heard “Good morning!” In an enthusiastic voice.

“Morning Lily.” I said with a bright smile. “Finally someone I’m actually happy to see this morning.”

She put the attendance in the substance bin. Lily was my best friend. I’ve known her since I was four years old.

I dropped my phone. And bent over to pick it up.

As I looked up at her , Her bright blue eyes were staring right down my shirt.

“I think you should change your shirt. I have an extra one. I saw you come out of blacks' office. So I figured she was lecturing you as usual.”

“Okay let’s go to class. And on the way there, I can give you my shirt.” She said very cheerfully yet carefully. Being thoughtful to how I would feel if someone else criticised me for was I was wearing.

“So what are you doing tomorrow for the weekend?”

I let out a big sigh. “Nothing.” My mom won’t let me go anywhere. You know the usual.”

“Well I was hoping you would come to this get together I’m having with me and my brother.”

“Oh. Okay. Get together?”

“I can talk to your mom if you want. You know, so she won’t think you’re lying...” She trailed off, frowning at me. “I’m sorry.”

I turned to her and rolled my eyes. Lily was always lecturing me about something.

“Alright. Talk to her then. I’ll meet you by your locker at lunch, and you can call her.”

I grabbed her shirt, and threw it on. It was a little too small. Lily was more petite. I was slightly more developed.

I watched as Lily’s platinum blonde hair swayed as she walked across the hall and into her class. As I turned the door knob, I pressed my lips together. I knew everyone was going to laugh. But as I entered no one laughed. Everyone just stared at me; as did The guys.

When I sat down, I zoned out and thought about Lily’s get together. And I realized: I’d never met her brother before. On that note, all the girls in my grade that had met him because he was picking up Lily were practically trying to throw themselves at him. Why though? What was so special about him? I came back into the moment, and noticed Chloe sitting two rows diagonal across from me.

I cleared my throat as loudly as I can. I wanted to get her attention. Everyone else turned around.

“Do you have a question you’d like to ask?” asked Ms. Hemmerick. Angry that I interrupted her train of words.

I ignored her, and whispered “Chloe!”

She turned around, and tilted her head to stare at me in response to me calling her--Because I never talk to her.

“What are you doing this weekend?” I wrote down on a piece of paper and tossed it her way.

She opened it up, and her eyes skimmed the paper.

“Mall.” She whispered back to me. “You?”

“I’m going to hang out with Lily and her brother.” I whispered.

Her eyes widened with jealousy and excitement.

Ahem. Miss Hemmerick cleared her throat. “Can you save it until after class? You’re interrupting.”

I waited til the bell rang to question Chloe. She was one of those gossip girls who always had something to say about anyone, and everyone.

She looked at me and giggled..

“Damn lucky you. Tim is so sexy. He's a cute cop too.”

“How?” I asked curiously. My curiosity kept growing.

“Oh my god. You haven’t met him have you? You’ll have to see for yourself. He’s tall, muscular, blonde hair, blue eyes.”

“Oh okay. Well I’ll see you later.” I waved as I walked to Lilly’s locker.

She smiled at me. “How was class?”

I ignored her question, and just handed her my cell phone. “Let’s just call my mom.”

My heart pounded as I handed her the phone. I knew my mom was going to say no.

Her pale face lit up and said “Hello. How are you?”

I widened my eyes and gestured to her to put it on speakerphone.

“I’m good. Who is this?” My mom asked curiously.

“It’s Lily. I was wondering if Jane could come to a get together tomorrow?”

My mom paused. “Who will be there?”

“Just me, my brother.”


“Oh yeah. Sorry. And his girlfriend.”

My heart dropped as soon as she said that. I was hoping he would be single.

“No Lily. Jane is not allowed to go anywhere. And, we have plans for tomorrow.”

I rolled my eyes and shook my head. I mouthed “she’s lying.”

“Oh but Jane said you guys weren’t doing anything.”

“I have to go back to work, Lily. Have a good day.”

I sighed. “See?!” But my curiosity got the best of me. “Don’t worry I’ll be there.” I said in an evil tone.

She gave me a soulful look. She was trying to convince me there will be more get-togethers. What Lily didn’t know was that I was going to make sure I was there.

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