Change of plans

By Forbidden Donut (using characters created by Margaret Mahy)

Laura returns home from university for the summer holidays and finds Sorry has made plans to further her education in his own unique way.

Disclaimer: These characters not owned by me nor do I make a profit from writing them.

"Mother said you could stay with us if you don't want to go slumming it at the beach, Chant," Sorry whispered in her ear, his warm breath tickling. "Though the thought of you in a swimsuit is appealing."

Laura got the distinct feeling if he thought he could get away with it his tongue would be licking the side of her face. She gave him a warning look. Her mother, Kate, was only a few feet away and still under the delusion that Laura was just dying to go to the beach and spend her summer holidays swanning around in a bikini she last wore four summers ago, before she grew up and out in all directions leaving her with thunder thighs.

"I like your thighs..." he murmured, still psychically attuned to her. "Hey, Kate, Mother asked if Laura could come and stay with us for a few weeks, shall I tell her it's alright?"

Kate glanced up from packing Jack's bag. At five, Laura's younger brother was eager enough to do it himself but had disappeared out to the car with Chris, Laura's new stepfather. They were chattering away while checking under the bonnet. "I guess so, if Mrs Carlisle is asking... and if Lolly wants to."

Laura suddenly felt trapped. No matter what she did, she would be wrong.

Sorry corrected her enthusiastically. "Ms actually. Mother never actually married. I'm a bastard and all that."

Jack appeared in the doorway right at that moment. His eyes widened comically and he cackled, "Sorry said bastard, Mum. Make Sorry say sorry." Then laughed as if it were the funniest thing he'd ever heard.

Sorry grinned. Laura glared at her brother.

Kate's face took on a long suffering expression. "Lolly, go pack your bag please. Chris and I will drop you off later and make sure it's still alright with Sorenson's mother."

Laura caught the sly triumphant grin on Sorry's face and pushed him out into the hallway. "You should head home and warn your mother," she said in a low voice so her own wouldn't hear.

He hung his head slightly. "You knew the whole time?"

She rolled her eyes. "It was quite obviously another Sorry seat-of-his-pants plan."

"Nice to know you're thinking about my s-s-seat and my p-p-pants, Chant." He stammered slightly, leaning back against the hallway wall. "I missed you." He put his hands on her hips, dragging her towards him and pouted. "And I wanted to watch you pack."

Smiling a little, she said, "You just wanted to get a look at my underwear, you perv."

Sorry sighed dramatically. "We male witches are so misunderstood. Besides, it's not like your uniform didn't used to be so short you could see..."

His train of thought was lost when Laura smacked him in the arm. He rubbed the sore spot, making an "ow" face. Then risked it all for a quick kiss. She leaned into it before putting her hands on his chest and shoving him towards the front door.

"Go," she whispered. "Let your Mum know I'm coming to stay."

He winked back at her and was gone. She heard his scooter rev up and whine as it raced off down the road.

Smiling to herself, she walked back towards her room when it hit her. A warning.

"Something is coming..."

Her inner voice was gone as quickly as it had come, leaving her mystified as the warnings usually did. She would need to talk to Sorry's mother about it later.

To be continued.