Sneak Peek of "The Time Wen Was in Trouble"

"Do behave yourself, my dear," said the plump woman as she stood by the door in her new shell dress, one that pointed out her body, making all the round curves on her hips stand out. Her hair was a lovely flaxen-blonde, and as she fixed her daughter, Wen, with a stern look, who by the way was huddling close to her mother, with piercing blue eyes, she said these words again, rather absent-mindedly, and then she closed the door in front of her face and was gone.

Blodwena, or Wen - for short, of course! - smiled and nodded her very curly, pale-blonde head, eyes deep dark chestnuts, round and big and expressive. Though something other than prim support and agreement mingled in her eyes - that is, before they went small and bug-shaped again.

It wasn't a frown that the girl betook, but her brows had closed over her eyes and her forehead creased, as though she were thinking of what to do next. Surely, the answer came - plain and simple and obvious, though not quite nice.

"Eddy!" she called out, and smiled when her elder brother rushed down the stairs. He stood before her, smiling, dimples on his cheeks, as though little creases in cream. His brown hair was uncombed, as she noticed, and the twelve-year-old's pale-green eyes shone brightly. He seized his sister into a hug, and whispered into her ear -

"Guess who came this morning through the "other exit"?" his voice full of drollness.

"Lemme guess." Wen looked at her pretty sibling, thinking how unatractive SHE was - "Mark?"

"Right on point. Mark, and I heard him asking Ksen-Ksen - "May I kiss you?" And isn't he so cold?"

"I do not wish to talk of hot people and cold people, thank you, but I do agree!" Wen smiled, tugging at the side of her green dress. "Now, if you'll excuse me - I ought to go to school, for I broke the principle's daughter's ceramic doll, and now I have to go and deal with those idiots."

"Wenny..." 

"Oh, c'mon, Eddy-boy," Wen put in tiredly. "I'm going, he said I must - and that'll give me a cool reason to accidentely shove something off Mr. Jules's desk."

"Wenny..."

"Goodbye, and see you in never!" so, as her brother flashed her a knowing smile and she grasped a piece of lemon slice, Wen headed out of the door, making sure that no crumbs or bits of evidence were left behind.