Chapter 8
by PiZzA101
What's her idea?
Get help.
"I've got it! Instead of that, I can just get another teacher's help. I'm sure someone will have some way to help me. Maybe some spare clothes too!" Anna said aloud, already beginning to wheel herself towards the door. After a glance in both directions of the hallway, Anna realized she would have to make a decision about who was the best person to try and reach. Tossing aside the few male teachers, that left seven options. Her wing of the building had two classrooms dedicated to languages on her floor, so Anna decided it was best to ask the Spanish teacher for help. She awkwardly moved down the hallway to the other classroom, hoping they were still there.
Anna knocked lightly on the door, before scooting inside. There she found a young woman gathering up her things as if she was going to leave, her bag scooped against her floral print dress. Rita was among the staff similar in age to Anna, at almost five years older. She took a look at Anna, and beamed a wide smile before sweeping her brown hair out of here eyes. "Oh, you must be the new teacher! Hi, my name is Rita." She explained, extending a hand.
Anna blushed as she rolled over towards her, receiving the handshake. "Hello, my name is Anna. Are you about to leave? I could use a little help." She explained, looking sheepishly to the side. Rita raised an eyebrow curiously. "Oh? What is the problem? First day get to you? Need some help cleaning up a mess? I'm more than happy to help a fresh recruit. I was a mess on my first day." She questioned with a laugh.
"Well you see..." Anna began, as she tried to stand from her chair, only to feel a taut resistance from her jacket and jeans. "... I appear to have sat in something that's fairly sticky. I can't get out of my chair..." Anna explained with a light, embarrassed laugh. Rita suddenly went from curious, to smiling mischievously. "Ah, that explains it. You fell victim for the long running tradition at our school. Every time a new teacher enters the school, her first day ends up with some form of a prank. On my first day, the sprinklers for the fire alarm went off as soon as everybody had left the room. I still had two periods left, so I had to teach them while soaking wet!" Rita explained. She shook her head, and went about inspecting the situation more thoroughly by crouching down, and trying to peel the garment away herself. Anna felt shy having someone she had only just met run her hands along her lower body, even if it was completely necessary.
After a few minutes of pulling on one specific spot, Rita stood up with a worried look on her face. "Well, I have some bad news. There's glue lining the whole bottom portion and back portion of the chair. That wouldn't be a problem, if the glue wasn't industrial strength mechanical glue made on the other side of the island. That stuff is made to never come off, because factories use it to hold especially important parts of the machinery together."
Anna looked up, with dampened hopes. "Well, I don't know what to do. Do you have any ideas?"
What's Rita's plan?
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