The New Coach Chapter 7 (Scott's Pov)

Scott’s PoV:

The long boring school hours had ended, but despite that, I wasn’t filled with joy like other typical students.

I couldn’t help but worry after I found out that Raven was called to the principal's office a few hours ago just after the first period ended, and according to those who shared the same class with her, she was skipping all of her classes.

Does Darel have any part in this? Principal Amanda was on Darel’s side after all and it made her already untrustworthy in my dictionary.

I suddenly have a flashback of my nightmare when Raven became Caleb’s sex ****. _No, it will not happen in real life. Mind control is just a stuff of fantasy. _I shook the thought away.

Maybe it's just boring academic stuff. I came up with some other reasons, but nothing explained why Raven didn’t return to her classes until school hours ended.

As if God knew my doubt, I noticed Mrs. Donna Kendall, Raven’s mother, and Mrs. April Macmillan, Tiffany’s mother, walking toward the school gate. They seemed to be chit-chatting about stuff.

Donna dressed quite modestly in a long-sleeved frilly blouse and long skirt. Her honey-blonde hair was styled in a neat bun. Her face resembled her daughter's but had a more mature charm. meanwhile, April, the Macmillan matron was a contrast to the modest Donna. April was wearing something borderline slutwear, she was wearing a leopard-printed miniskirt that barely covered her buttock, the kind that would easily rise and let others see her underwear if she bent over, and a cropped sweater top that was some size smaller than her actual size because it looked skin tight and obscenely outlined her huge tits, her sweater even had a boobs window that flaunts her cleavage. What made her able to get away scot-free wearing this kind of clothing was the long coat that, when it got buttoned, would cover her inappropriate clothing. April had her long hair dyed garish pink.

I still remember the last time I saw Mrs. Macmillan when I visited David’s house last month (The Macmillan matron was visiting David’s mom who was her best friend), April Macmillan was still a blonde like Donna.

It was rather funny that the mother of a goth had a natural golden blond, and the mother of a queen bee cheerleader had their hair dyed to an uncommon color.

Is there a connection between Tiffany shaving her hair bald and April coloring her hair pink? A wild thought came to my mind suddenly Tiffany shaving her hair bald had already been pretty fishy, and now, April had dyed her hair with these garish colors. I knew that April dyeing her hair an unnatural pink color was not as outrageous as Tiffany shaving her hair bald, but in this case, it was quite out of character for April. Despite Tiffany being quite a vain cheerleader, her mother wasn’t a bitchy bimbo like her, the Macmillan matron wasn’t a trophy wife for her husband, she was a genuine doctor. Now that I think about it, not only her hair color, but even how she dressed was out of character.

What happened in the Macmillan household? Did Mr. Macmillan approve of what Tiffany and April do regarding their hair and their way of dressing?

I stopped thinking about April’s hair color and put the conspiracy theory behind my mind once I saw the two MILF walk closer to the school gate. Without wasting too much time, I ran toward them.

“Please wait, Mrs. Kendall.”

The two stopped in their track, and turned their attention to me,

“Oh, it’s you, Scott, can I help you with something?” Donna greeted me.

“Uhm, may I ask if Lisa is fine? I heard she didn’t come back to her classes even until now, I’m worried about her,” I asked Donna.

April who stood on the side suddenly interrupted and whispered something in Donna’s ear. I couldn’t hear what she said to Raven’s mom, but it made Donna chuckle.

“I apologize, Scott, April just told me something funny, never mind it. About Lisa, well, you don’t need to worry, my daughter is fine, but she might not attend school for a few days,” Donna answered.

“Not attending school for a few days? For what?”

I didn’t know if that question was offensive, but the amiable smile on Donna’s face was gone, replaced with a cold condescending stare.

“It’s not your place to ask it, boy,” Donna scolded.

“Sorry…” I apologized meekly.

“Don't need to be harsh to the little boy, darling, he just worried about his friend,” April interjected.

I didn't know why April called Donna her darling, but it helped me at the moment. Donna’s expression softened and a gentle smile returned to her face.

“Okay, maybe I'm being too harsh to you, I’m sorry, Scott. Well then, because you are Lisa’s close friend, I will tell you some little details to sate your curiosity; the school had offered Lisa to join a sponsored excursion to Prospero Lab. It’s not only Lisa but some other girls too, the reason I and April am here is to give our consent for our girls to participate in that excursion.”

Excursion? Prospero Lab? How did I never hear of it? It seemed all of sudden as I never heard the school announce that they would organize an excursion.

“Do you have any other questions, Scott? I’m quite busy.”

I perceived Donna's hint, she had indirectly told me that she didn’t want another question, so I shook my head in response, “I'm done, thank you for informing me about Lisa, Mrs. Kendall, please send my regards to Lisa.”

Before I got away, I saw April once again whisper to Donna's ears. This time, the blonde MILF didn't giggle, but she suddenly looked flushed, and her eyes unfocused for a moment.

“Mrs. Kendall, are you okay?” I asked worriedly.

“I-I'm fine. I need to go now,” Donna escaped from the scene quickly, even leaving April behind.

“Did you do something to Mrs. Kendall, Mrs. Macmillan?”

From how Donna behaved after April whispered to her, it was easy for people to suspect that April had done something to Donna.

“Oh boy, you suspect me? You already saw what I did so far was only whispering to her, as for the content of my whisper, well, let's just say it's a woman's stuff. You could use your imagination to guess what it is from how Donna behaves.” The Macmillan's matron continued, “Oops, I think I said too much.”

April didn't say much more and walked away, chasing Donna.

I was left flabbergasted, not because of April's previous answer, but because I noticed something disturbing once these two MILF left, the ground where Donna stood before had some small water puddles.

Did Mrs. Kendall just piss herself in public? I threw the idea away after thinking about it, “No way, Donna Kendall isn’t that kind of woman, maybe the puddle was already there before and I just don’t notice it.”