“How should I know?” Maria lied. “I don’t think there’s anything going on today.” Keswick looked up at Maria again. “Then why’d you ask the Chief to give us the day off?” Maria stammered. She didn’t want Keswick to figure out what the day was, as she wanted to make it like a normal day, but it seems Keswick might’ve started to figure it all out.
Maria stood there awkwardly for a moment, then fled into a different room, leaving a suspicious Keswick in the living room. Keswick got up, and leaned against the wall. "She told Kitty and Dudley to babysit the kids too... And she took down all the calenders.... what is up with that girl?"
Maria hid in a laundry basket down the hall. She lifted the lid, to see no Keswick in sight, and she let out a sigh of relief as she slid back in. Suddenly something opened up the lid and picked up her by the shirt. She struggled to get free, then looked up to find it was Keswick, holding a calender. "You're BUSTED, Maria." He said, with a big grin on his face. Maria fakily and innocently smiled, waiting for him to put her back down.
Keswick gripped her shirt a bit tighter. "I heard you on the phone earlier, dumping the kids on Kitty and Dudley, you asked for the day off, and you wouldn't tell me the date. OBVIOUSLY you have something planned." Maria looked at him, and quickly responded "Nope, nothing." Keswick looked suspiciously at her, then let go. "Alright, whatever." He tried to sound as if she had convinced her, but seriously, he wasn't buying it.
He dropped Maria back in the bin, the lid closing, and walked off, hands in his pockets. Maria picked up the lid, looking out, and sighed with relief. "Wait, he thinks I'm planning something? He should know by now that I don't like Valentine's that much. Eh, whatever." Maria got out of the bin, and brushed her outfit off. "I guess my only 'plan' was to get the day off for the Holiday and to dump the kids on Kitty and Dudley." She shrugged.
"Just at least make the day a little special, though I kind of hate the day. I mean, I know it's supposed to be full of love, but seriously, it tends to attract others as well at T.U.F.F..... Like Skip. He's so dang ANNOYING to me on Valentine's! I don't really care if I like Keswick a lot, I just still hate the day. " She walked down the hall as she talked to herself in despair. "I still thought Keswick knew I didn't like today.... maybe I didn't tell him...?" She muttered to herself.
She wandered into the living room, where Keswick was sitting on the couch. She slid over, and stood by him. "Hi." She said to him, kind of mutter like. He replied with a "Hi." Without looking up at her. Maria nudged him. "Is something wrong?" He looked up at her. "No, of course not." He said sarcasmly. "Are you sure?" Keswick sighed, and replied "Look, I don't like it when you keep secrets from me. Can you please tell me what you're being all 'secretive' about?"
Maria looked at him, and bit her lip. She knew now that she seriously hadn't told Keswick that she didn't like the date, so that's why she was trying to hide it, and she only took the day off so that she only had to act awkward to one boy, and she was being all secretive so that he didn't bring the date up. She stood there awkwardly, trying to think on how to explain this.
Maria stood there awkwardly for a moment, then fled into a different room, leaving a suspicious Keswick in the living room. Keswick got up, and leaned against the wall. "She told Kitty and Dudley to babysit the kids too... And she took down all the calenders.... what is up with that girl?"
Maria hid in a laundry basket down the hall. She lifted the lid, to see no Keswick in sight, and she let out a sigh of relief as she slid back in. Suddenly something opened up the lid and picked up her by the shirt. She struggled to get free, then looked up to find it was Keswick, holding a calender. "You're BUSTED, Maria." He said, with a big grin on his face. Maria fakily and innocently smiled, waiting for him to put her back down.
Keswick gripped her shirt a bit tighter. "I heard you on the phone earlier, dumping the kids on Kitty and Dudley, you asked for the day off, and you wouldn't tell me the date. OBVIOUSLY you have something planned." Maria looked at him, and quickly responded "Nope, nothing." Keswick looked suspiciously at her, then let go. "Alright, whatever." He tried to sound as if she had convinced her, but seriously, he wasn't buying it.
He dropped Maria back in the bin, the lid closing, and walked off, hands in his pockets. Maria picked up the lid, looking out, and sighed with relief. "Wait, he thinks I'm planning something? He should know by now that I don't like Valentine's that much. Eh, whatever." Maria got out of the bin, and brushed her outfit off. "I guess my only 'plan' was to get the day off for the Holiday and to dump the kids on Kitty and Dudley." She shrugged.
"Just at least make the day a little special, though I kind of hate the day. I mean, I know it's supposed to be full of love, but seriously, it tends to attract others as well at T.U.F.F..... Like Skip. He's so dang ANNOYING to me on Valentine's! I don't really care if I like Keswick a lot, I just still hate the day. " She walked down the hall as she talked to herself in despair. "I still thought Keswick knew I didn't like today.... maybe I didn't tell him...?" She muttered to herself.
She wandered into the living room, where Keswick was sitting on the couch. She slid over, and stood by him. "Hi." She said to him, kind of mutter like. He replied with a "Hi." Without looking up at her. Maria nudged him. "Is something wrong?" He looked up at her. "No, of course not." He said sarcasmly. "Are you sure?" Keswick sighed, and replied "Look, I don't like it when you keep secrets from me. Can you please tell me what you're being all 'secretive' about?"
Maria looked at him, and bit her lip. She knew now that she seriously hadn't told Keswick that she didn't like the date, so that's why she was trying to hide it, and she only took the day off so that she only had to act awkward to one boy, and she was being all secretive so that he didn't bring the date up. She stood there awkwardly, trying to think on how to explain this.
