 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
"Oh, I think Haddie's quite alright, Prof- Headmistress.'' Rachel was sometimes confused as to which she should call the always pleasant woman. "I think it's the result of her arm and leg. I definitely do not remember Haddie hitting her head.'' As for her, Rachel's mind was very clear. "We're both fine, I assure you, Professor Moxley. If someone would kindly fix our limbs, we'll be happy to stop being a bother and put on those lovely uniforms.''
See? Rachel was well enough to read the instructions on the board and know what was going on around her. She just wished someone would fix their limbs. Please, Professors? She looked at them hopefully with her innocent, brown eyed gaze. |