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The Promise
By : AlluringWords
Category: G through L > Ginger Snaps
Views: 1987 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own or make any profits or money from these borrowed Ginger Snap series characters. ONLY borrowing them. Thanks! - Chapter List
The Promise – Chapter 6
It’s a 9.5…. Watching the two girls saunter even closer to my hidden location, I couldn’t help wonder why I hadn’t smelled them coming a mile away. Especially with Ginger carrying that bottle of already opened bourbon. Next to Tequila, I think bourbon is the strongest smelling liquor out there. I should know; it being my choice in poisons as well. By now, Ginger had pulled out that bottle and slammed a great deal of it. Ginger continued to encourage her sister. “Come on B, have some more. It’ll keep you warm.” She tugged at Brigitte’s poor choice in outer wear tonight. Although I wasn’t one to talk as I looked down at the jacket I had chosen for this beautiful night. It was a thin layered jean jacket with several strategically placed holes in it, to give it character. Shrugging my shoulders I told myself, “But I’m not one who gets cold very easily.” Feeling a single raindrop drip off the bubble over my head and fall onto my shoulder it occurred to me the reason for my stifled sense of smell tonight. ‘All the rain! Of course! Not only was it trapping in all the cold air like a refrigerator, it was ensnaring all the smells that normally lingered in the air. That is why I couldn’t smell them coming. I guess I needed to adapt to my new state a little more than I thought.’ My butt was becoming numb and Ginger’s bottle of bourbon was starting to look pretty tasty. I thought she could use a better drinking partner anyway, as she was taking two swigs from the bottle for every meager one Brigitte took. I inhaled sharply, stood up and expected a verbal chastising. Stretching my legs I stood in full view of the two high schoolers, who were so wrapped up in each other, they failed to see me surrendering high above them on the jungle gym. ‘I guess you’re going to have to do this the old fashion way.’ I lowered my torso and ducked under the bar you would use just before sliding down the slide. I used to call it the ‘Oh shit bar’. Cause it was your last chance to bail out of dangerously steep slide at the ripe old age of 5. Returning to my erect posture, the girls did not waiver from their conversation. I stepped down the wet slide holding on to the ‘Oh shit bar’ as long as possible because the metal slide beneath my boots was pretty slippery. Still no change in their behavior and then it happened. The metal slide buckled slightly from the weight of my body and sent a loud thundering noise through the crisp autumn night. A night like tonight trapped in the cold air making everything feel colder, absorbed normally free flowing smells and it allowed sound to travel through the air without a problem. Sound seemed to travel faster and further after a good rain that soaked the ground floor. Not sure why, it just seemed to me to do just that. Where a few seconds before I was practically begging for their attention, I now found I wanted to reverse time and go back into hiding as they both stared at me in complete disbelief. I didn’t know what to say to them. Hello or please don’t kill me? I mimicked their bodies perfectly, completely frozen. That is until my boots; yes my $150 dollar waterproof boots started sliding down the wet metal surface of the slide. I almost fell but instead was able to jump off the slide and landeda perfect dismount, if I may say so myself. Half way expecting, or rather really hoping for, at least a golf clap at my eloquent dismount I turned to face the girls, bowed at the torso and belted, “Good evening, ladies!” They just stared at me like again I had a rather large white horn protruding from my forehead. ‘Note to self: Get that damn horn removed, soon!’- It's- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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