Sebastian

The Counter Plan: Part I

“What are you doing?” Mikey couldn’t help but wonder, as she looked up from her phone to find her best friend, who she was almost ninety-nine percent sure had already left for the night, checking to make sure that her window was locked.

“Checking,” Sebastian mumbled absently, as he double-checked the lock only to sigh, shake his head and open the window so that he could look outside.

“For what?” she asked, shifting to get more comfortable on her bed as she watched her best friend, who was clearly in the middle of some sort… Read More

Teacher of the Year: Part IV

“The Magna Carta?” Sebastian said, not sounding all that sure as he sent Haley a questioning look.

“No,” Haley mumbled weakly, looking like she was going to be sick.

“The Mayflower Compact?” Sebastian guessed, as Jason stood there watching his wife open her mouth to respond only nothing came out.

“That’s wrong, Sebastian, but good try,” Jason said with a sympathetic smile.

“Oh,” Sebastian said, as his shoulders slumped in defeat as he sent another worried glance in Haley’s direction and Jason couldn’t help but notice the panicked expression on her… Read More

Teacher of the Year: Part III

“Why don’t we pick teams?” Haley suggested, but there was just something about the way she did it…

“Fine. You go first,” Jason said, as his gaze flickered from his wife who was up to something to Nicholas and Andrea, the best students in school, knowing that she was going to pick them first.

But that was fine, because he had a plan. He’d pick whichever one of them that she didn’t, then handpick the rest of his team, making sure that he picked the students with the best memories first. Once he had his team assembled, he’d focus his questions… Read More

Teacher of the Year: Part II Chronicle

“What are you really doing here?” Jason demanded once they were in the hallway.

“I missed you,” Haley said, nodding her head solemnly as she pushed her glasses back up her nose and added, “So much.”

“And the cupcakes?” he asked as his eyes narrowed on the little liar.

“I was hungry.”

“So, you brought cupcakes for the whole class?” he asked, glancing over his shoulder to make sure that his class was staying out of trouble.

“It was the polite thing to… Read More

Teacher of the Year: Part I and A Chance to Win

“I just feel as though you could have put a little more effort in when you decided to cheat,” Jason said, wondering where he went wrong as he glanced up from the quiz that he’d given on the American Revolution to find the student that really should have known better, standing in front of him, looking at a loss for words.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Adam, a kid who really should have known better, said as he did his best to try to appear innocent.

“Look,” Jason said, tossing the quiz back on his desk with a sigh,… Read More

Daddy’s Little Girl: Part IV

“Explain to me how this happened again,” Kasey said as Trevor, who was wondering what the hell was taking them so long, struggled to keep Mikey’s arm still.

“I don’t need stitches!” Mikey yelled, somewhat desperately as she continued to try to squirm her way free so that she could make another run for it.

“Yes, you do,” Sebastian said, sighing heavily as he shifted to get more comfortable from where he lay across her legs, trying to keep them pinned to the bed.

“We are no longer speaking, sir!” Mikey said with a… Read More

Daddy’s Little Girl: Part VIII & The Latest News About Devastated

“There’s no reason to panic,” Mikey said and if she hadn’t said that as her legs gave out, he probably would have believed her.

“Oh, that can’t be good,” Cole said, rubbing his trembling hands down as his face as he stared down at Mikey while Jonathan, who’d decided to come help them after he’d spotted them walking to the baseball field on his way home, mumbled, “There’s so much blood.”

“I’m fine,” Mikey said, nodding to herself as Sebastian carefully lowered her to the ground.

“And all this blood?” Sebastian asked, looking paler by the second as Trevor knelt by her… Read More

Daddy’s Girl Part VI

“Hold up.”

“Just please leave me alone,” Elizabeth mumbled sadly as she hugged the grocery bag filled with the one thing that let him know just how bad this was tightly against her chest as she headed towards the old park bench by the kiddie playground.

“Can’t do that,” Cole said, quickly catching up with his little sister.

“I don’t feel like talking about it,” she said as she sat down.

“That’s fine,” Cole said, joining her.

“I’m serious, Cole,” she said, looking sadder than he’d ever seen her.

“I know you are,” Cole said, leaning back with a sigh as he glanced… Read More

Daddy’s Little Girl Part IV: An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle

“Let go.”

“I’d rather die!” Elizabeth bit out vehemently as her grip tightened around the edge of the bathroom counter.

Thankful that she was ticklish like her mother, Jason simply shifted his hand so that his fingertips were near the side of his little girl’s stomach and-

“Oh, my God, no!” Elizabeth gasped around a bout of laughter as she released her hold on the counter so that she could stop his tickling assault.

Once she was free, he simply picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. Ignoring her sputtered demands that he put her down so that she could live… Read More

Daddy’s Little Girl: Part III

“What the hell happened?” Jason asked when Mikey finally stepped out of the bathroom.

With a heavy sigh, she said, “I’m afraid that I can’t tell you that.”

“Well, did you at least fix her?” he asked right around the time the sniffles started up again.

“Define fix…” Mikey said as she rolled the baseball between her hands.

“This,” Jason said, gesturing between Mikey and the closed bathroom door, “is exactly why I don’t want you playing with my… Read More