New Friends
Jerome only had eyes for the tower, so he missed the trunk parked in front of the arch. As he summersaulted over the trunk he caught a glimpse of two long and rather golden legs. Shaking his head he was about to swear, when he once again saw the same pair of legs. This time he followed them up; the boy in him took in the shortest of skirts, the tight fitting blouse and a wide smiling face, as a unknown girl reached out to help him up. The sculptor in him tried to rise to the occasion. ‘my name is Jerome, I’m new here, this place is impressive, so I thought; no I didn’t did I. For standing he saw the deep blue lanyard and then the name badge, Mrs Banks – Head of Visual Arts. Jerome felt like a dying gladiator, then he saw the merriment in her eyes. He was going to enjoy his time at university.
Seems like Mrs. Banks is teasing Jerome! LOL! Cute story Michael!
PJ I am glad you liked this story, as it is not in my usual genre.
It’s good to try other genres because you may find out you like writing them!
Thank you PJ
You’re welcome Mike! 🙂
Great take on the prompt Mike. It made me think of the Police Academy films and the Amazonian instructor who had the hots for a terrified trainee. I think Jerome would be pleased with that scenario.
I hope that Jerome will take parts in new stories. But I am not sure he could manage a Amazonian instructor,
nice twist…good take on the prompt..enjoyed
Thank you for your comment Balaka. It is appreciated
Fun story!
A fun story will do for me, thank you.
This has the making of an interesting relationship!
Healed
Annie at ~McGuffy’s Reader~
Jerome thinks so,
An enjoyable read, Michael. I think Mrs Banks is probably quite used to having new students falling at her feet – even if its not usually quite so literal!
She is ; I appreciate your feedback. Thank you.
Jerome is going to have a lovely time with Mrs. Banks as a faculty member. never imagined that building to be a University building. an interesting take on the picture prompt.
http://ideasolsi65.blogspot.in/2017/06/the-mansion.html
Many grand old buildings become schools or universities for a while. … I very much enjoyed reading ‘The Manson’, even though it had layers of sadness. I have commented here on ‘The Manson’as I do not seem able to comment on Blogger or Google
In England many grand old buildings became either a school or university in the 1950/1970. I enjoyed reading ‘The Manson’ with its layers of sadness. …I have commented here as I find it differcult to comment on blogger or google at present. Mike