Chapter #7Something happens. by: otonman   Until ,Phil crashed down onto one of the many tables, and skidded to a stop. His body was bruised and battered, He still wasn't completely out of the woods. Out of all the empty tables in Lunch.
Phil had landed on a table that was occupied. He was sitting right in front of a girl, as her sizable breasts rested on the table inches from him. He subconsciously backed up a bit, and looked up at the girl's face in fear of what mess he was in now...
...and the girl was looking right down at him. As she saw that this was the new kid, she knew Frankie and all though her English wasn't to good her looks were something else.
Phil had absolutely no idea what to do. The giantess was only inches away from him, and her immense form towering over his sent shivers up his spine. She had definitely spotted him; there was no doubt about it. Her sparkling blue eyes were locked onto him with such intensity that Phil found it hard to even move. The beautiful woman blinked several times, but did nothing.
Phil contemplated running, but quickly shut down the idea. Her hand would be wrapped around him before he would even get close to escaping. Running back, left, or right was out of the question.
Running forward was also not going to work, as that would simply send Phil careening right into the girl's cleavage, wedging himself face first between her sizable breasts.
Phil took note of every aspect of his current situation, trying to come up with some genius plan of escape. He started by observing every detail he could about the girl in front of him. As previously mentioned, her eyes were a piercing ocean blue.
She also had stunningly blonde hair that shone like the sun, and flowed down behind her back in twin ponytails. Her skin was white but with the slightest hint of tan, and flawless throughout. Phil placed her at about 17 years old.
Phil found it hard to look at her face with her big boobs only inches from his face. In fact, when he stared straight at her chest, her cleavage alone filled his entire line of sight. He had to glance back and forth to look at her breasts in full. She was wearing some kind of designer two-piece dress and it wasn't helping Phil.
As Frankie saw that her little friend was find of being a little thirsty when she saw that he fell and was picked up by the transfer girl from France and she thought it might be funny. So she was just going to watch.
About thirty seconds had passed, and the girl had still not spoken a single word yet. That was odd, because Phil normally would have received a genuine smile, a sadistic smile, a frown of annoyance, or a scream by this point. The girl was still staring straight down at him, her big blue eyes blinking every few seconds. The only noticeable change in her demeanor was that her mouth had dropped open slightly, as if she was trying to say something but her words were failing her.
Finally, Phil could not stand the silence and underlying terror of the situation any longer. He had sat idly by while the giant women around him ruined his day far too many times, and he wasn't going to take it any longer. Phil stood up, brushing himself off. The girl's mouth only dropped wider. He looked up at her, summoned all of his courage, and called to the beautiful giantess.
"Hey there! C...can you help me? Uh...please?" Phil asked weakly. He mentally cursed himself for always getting so uncomfortable around pretty girls which he said out loud to which made the blonde blush a bit and Frankie just watching and whistling at Phil blood choice in words.
The girl's face turned from awe into shock, which was a reaction Phil had expected. The girl would now know beyond a shadow of a doubt that Phil was a real, live tiny man. After a few moments, the girl's face changed from shock to sorrow, which Phil had not expected. However, nothing could prepare him for what the girl did next, which was to open her mouth and say...
"Je suis désolé, je ne peux pas vous comprendre." The girl replied.
Marie had lived in France for her entire life, all twenty years of it. She was actually born and raised in the heart of the country, the wonderful city of Paris. She adored Paris, every single aspect about it. She had a loving family, amazing friends, and in her opinion, the best 16 years anyone could ever live.
Phil was completely dumbstruck. The words that came out of the giantess' mouth were utter gibberish. She was speaking nonsense! Then it hit Phil, a feeling not unlike an epiphany. The girl wasn't speaking nonsense; she was speaking in a different language! Piecing together what he knew about other cultures, Phil narrowed down the girl's language to either German, Russian, or French (his knowledge on other languages was minimal). Unfortunately, he didn't know a word in any of those three languages.
Phil was at a loss as to what to do next. He sat back down on the table, as at least the girl was friendly. If she was cruel, she would have already squashed him or snatched him up. The girl looked to be on the verge of tears as Phil sat down. He supposed it was because she felt responsible for their inability to communicate. That almost made Phil smile. She certainly was an attractive, kindhearted girl.
"Do you understand me?" Phil called up to her.
"I'm Just joking cutie off course I can help you and understand
you as Marie smiled down at you here you are Frankie as she picked Phill up and carried him gently and actually kissed him a little bit which made him blush.
That's for the nice words Phil maybe if we have friend together or something we could be good friends.
With that Maire left only for Phil to be in his thoughts which Frankie took notice.
"Okay Phil lunch is almost gonna be over so what class do you have to go to?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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