It was a 30 something woman with light brown hair, holding a newspaper over her head trying to keep dry. She had a nice size butt, that bounced as she walked, and a nice thin waist. She wore a light gray pinstriped pencil skirt with a matching suit jacket. She had on white 3-inch high heeled shoes, and matching white gloves. Simon could see she had a nice full D-cup chest hidden underneath her jacket. Her wavy light brown hair fell around her shoulders and framed her face. She wore white cat's eye glasses, but it was what rested underneath them that caught Simon's attention.
The woman had a lovely face, with big blue eye, and plump lips that were colored with red lipstick, she would have been extremely attractive, Simon thought, if it wasn't for the huge nose that lived on her face. Her nose was just a little wider than a normal person's, but it was at least 6-inches long. "That is the biggest nose I've ever seen," Cat said marveling at its immensity.
"No kidding!" Simon agreed.
"I can't watch this," Cat said pulling over, and winding down the window. "Do you need a ride?"
"Oh God do I," The woman said in relief. She climbed in the back and sat next to Simon, who couldn't help but stare as water droplets fell from the end of her nose. She watched Simon from the corner of her eye, she smirked used to people having this reaction to her nose. "I'm Ms. Melanie Grimm, and I teach at Darkwood Elementary."
"Hey! I'm in your class!" Simon said enthusiastically.
"Giving me a ride on a rainy day? You're staring off strong there Simon!" Ms. Grimm laughed.
"Why were you walking?"
"I live close by, and its good exercise to keep my figure," she teased doing a little bop to show off her figure. "But there I was walking and out of no where the sky opened up and poured all over me."
"Maybe some one has a weather machine," Simon joked.
"Yes. Maybe," Ms. Grimm agreed looking out the window with a look on her face, like she was weighing up the chances that Simon could be correct. Ms. Grimm's eye twitched as the end of her nose started to itch. She smiled a little as she remembered that there was only one reason her nose ever itched. She began to scratch it vigorously, and Simon couldn't help but stare. Even Cat watched intently through the rearview mirror. "Sorry!"
"No worries," Cat assured her, but she couldn't help but continue to stare. "Oh! Look's like we're here! It was nice meeting you Ms. Grimm, take care of my brother for me."
"I will! It was good meeting you, uh?"
"Cat. I'm Cat."
"It was good meeting you Cat. Good meeting you. Now come on Simon, I'll show you to class!" Simon followed Ms. Grimm towards his new class, and as they walked through the school they passed the Principal's office. Simon couldn't help but shiver, as if a cold arctic atmosphere surrounded the dank office."Don't get sent there Simon. Principal Darrow is not a lenient "man." No he is not."
"Why did you say it like that?" Simon asked his new teacher.
"Like what?"
"With the weird emphasis on man?"
Ms. Grimm stopped and bent down in front of Simon, her nose almost touching his own. "Simon I sincerely hope you never have to find out."
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