the office during summer episode 93 & 94

?THE OFFICE
DURING SUMMER☀
(Feelings; From Me To You…)

By; Sommy Pearl F.

Chapter 93&94

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“I was being bullied by the ‘fierce boys’. Dennis,,, and his gangs. They were my seniors”

“I was bullied cause I was fat. Yeah,,, I was extremely fat. Each time, they would hit me, sma-ck my hu-ge bu-tt, break my bones, take my snacks money”

Dylan continued.
“I never told anyone about it, not even my own parents. They all did this discreetly to me,, so luckily for me, Trina and Phil didn’t find out”

“The bullying and concerned questions from my parents, friends and cousins were getting too much. So, I begged my parents to change schools for me. I asked for an average kind of school and I was quickly registered to Ronnie’s High”

“Phil was quite funny though. Without knowing the reasons why I switched school, He still followed me there. His parents also took him to Ronnie’s High cause he kept crying and begging”

“I and Phil became closer there, till we got to the senior cl@$$. I was named Dee by others and Phil, was called Mr Feel. I thought I was safe in Ronnie’s High,,, but I was wrong”

“Anyways, I don’t wanna rush it. But,,, Phil fell in love with a girl. He told me about it and I cheered him on. Then,,, He was a good painter. He drew and painted so well. While, I had a good handwriting, which everyone loved”

“Oh,,, I forgot to tell you. I finally lost a lot of weight during my senior years, and I fought against bullying then,,, you know,,, saving people who got bullied and speaking up for myself” Dylan smiled, and Scarlett smiled back.

“Don’t stop. Continue” She finally talked.

Dylan nodded.
“Phil suggested letter writing. He wanted to send his crush love letters and he begged for my help”

“He asked me to write a letter for him,, which I did. But,,, we had a problem,,, We just knew her cl@$$but not her locker”

“Luckily for us,,, One day,, while p@$$ing the corridor, We found her by her locker, keeping books in. We were glad we knew her locker now and we snuck the letter in, throu-ghthe small line in the locker”

“Phil didn’t stop there. He always sent her letters, with his special pink envelope. He sent it good 11 times. Phil was the one who did the talking. All I did, was to transfer it down into writing”

“But one day,,, everything changed. Dennis came for me…

FLASHBACK**

Dylan was coming back from the convenience sto-re.

He bought a large pack of oats for breakfast, that day.

His steps deceased, and it finally came to a halt. His eyes were on Dennis who was standing by his gate, with his mother.

He was talking, and smiling with her!!

“What the-

“Dylan!! Your senior is here. He’s a alumni of your former school. You remember him?” His mother smiled, and Dennis giggled, looking down.

Dylan slowly walked to them. He swallowed ha-rd.
“Hello, Senior” He bowed low.

“How’re you, Dylan? Long time” He fondled, with Dylan’s hair, and he almost chocked, out of shock.

“I’m good, thanks” He whispered.
“Sunbae(Senior), What are you doing here though? I was…least expecting you here”

Dennis laughed.
“Not bad if I decide to pay my hoobae(junior) a visit,, huh? Besides, you’re the closest to me”

“Awnn” Dylan’s mother whined. written by sommy pearl f. on fb

“Why don’t you come in? We were about to make oats” She added.

“Oh my. Should I?” Dennis asked.

“Yeah…” She nodded, and led them in.

AFTER BREAKFAST**

“This was great, Ma’am. Thank you” Dennis smiled.

“You’re welcome” She smiled back.

“Huh,,, Dylan. Can I have a word with you?…In your room?” Dennis asked.

“What?? Why?” Dylan shivered.

“I Fu-cking nee-d your help,,, please…”

“C’mon,,, Don’t tell me you’re gonna turn down your senior. I never trained you in such a manner” His mother chipped.

Dylan swallowed ha-rd, and for-ced a smile.
“Okay then,,, Let’s go” He stood up and led Dennis into his room, upstairs.

***

“What do you want?” Dylan asked, after closing the door.

Dennis chuckled, and walked around, touching things.
“I told already,,, I nee-d your help”

“With?”

Dennis walked to him, and faced him, with a sly gaze.
“By the way,, Did you actually think you could run away from me?”

Dylan blinked his eyes fast.

“You can run,,, but you can never hide. Got that?” Dennis slapped him, a bit gently.

Dylan just looked down.

“You go to Ronnie’s High,, huh?” Dennis asked.

Dylan didn’t reply.

“Huh,,, Guess,, who grew some wings while I was away” Dennis smi-rked, and slapped him again.

“Yes,,, I attend Ronnie’s High” Dylan nodded, trembling.

“Good. I nee-d your help to find someone” Dennis said.

“Who?” Dylan took his eyes up.

“You know who,,, Lady S is??” Dennis asked.

“Why? Why do you ask?”

“You ask me no questions! Got it!!”

“Yes, senior”

“Good. So, do you know who she is?”

“I don’t” He shook his head. written by sommy pearl f.

*Riiinnnggg* It was Dylan’s phone.

“Let me have it” Dennis stretched his hand, and Dylan obediently gave him.

“Oh,,, Its your sweet cousin, Phil”

“Huh? No,,, please. Give it back!”

“Shut up before your mom comes running here” Dennis growled.

Dennis smi-rked, sat down on the bed, abd swiped green.

Deeeeee!!!” Phil screamed.

“Answer…” Dennis whispered, frowning.

“Mr. Feeeeelllll” Dylan replied, nervously.

“Guess what?” Phil giggled.

Dylan said nothing.

“Dylan?? Dylan?? You there?” Phil called.

“Talk!” Dennis almost yelled.

“I’m here. Sorry, I was blank for a second. What’s up??” Dylan asked.

“I finally completed the painting. You gotta see,,, She’s pretty on the paper!”

“I’m sure,,, she’s gonna like it” Dylan smiled, for-cefully.

“I’m gonna ask for a meet up next month. Then,, I’ll be fully ready. I’ll ask her to meet with me, at a fine restaurant throu-ghthe letters. Then,,, I’ll give her the painting. I can feel my heart racing, Gosh!” Phil gushed.

“You’re really happy, are you?” Dylan smiled.

“Yeah. And nervous too”

Dylan chuckled.

“I’ll confessed properly that time, and hear her reply” Phil said.

“Lover boy” Dennis murmured, and scoffed.

“What was that?” Phil asked.

“Huh,,, Nothing!” Dylan spoke, really fast.

“Okay then,,, Let’s just meet in school and talk better”

“Yeah. Good idea”

“My Dear Lady S. will be so happy to see the drawing and the person behind the letters!!” Phil suddenly screamed.

Dennia eyes wide-ned.
“La…Lady S?” He stammered, and hung up, immediately.

He stood up, and walked angrily to Dylan, who slowly walked backwards.

“Urghh” Dylan Gr0-ned, feeling Dennis choke his ne-ck, with his hand.

“You told me, you didn’t know Lady S”

“I…know… her” Dylan for-ced his words from his ti-ghtened ne-ck.

He was in pains already.

“Tell me more about her, you and Phil. I wanna know…” Dennis said, and took his hands down.

“I have a question though” Dylan coughed.

“What’s that?” Dennis glared at him.

“What do you want with Lady S?” He asked.

Dennis smi-rked and walked closer to Dylan.

“Revenge. She messed with the wrong person”

“Dylan? You ready for school?” His mother shouted from outside.

“Its a Friday. Tell her you wanna help me with something” Dennis said.

Dylan was quiet.

“Now,,, Before she gets suspicious!” Dennis said.

“Mum,,, I wanna stay back” Dylan said.

“Why? You sick?” His mother opened the door, to see the boys sitting on the bed.

Dennis had a notepad on his hand now.

“I’m really sorry, Ma’am,,, but i still nee-d your son’s help. Can you let him stay with me,,, just today?” Dennis said.

“Hmm…Sure” His mother smiled.

“Thanks a lot”

“You’re welcome. I’m off to work” She replied, and closed the door.

“Now,,, Let’s start, buddy” Dennis winked.
“What’s going on,,, really? And leave nothing out” He commanded.

Dylan’s whole body vibr-ated and tears ran down his eyes.

“Lady S. is….Phil’s crush- He paused.

“Go on!”

“He sends her letters. They haven’t met before though”

“Is that all?”

Dylan looked down.
“I write the letters,, but he does the talking”

“I have an idea on how to get my revenge” Dennis.

“How?” Dylan wide-ned his eyes.

“You’re gonna see for yourself. Bring a paper and the pink envelope!” Dennis commanded.

“I don’t have a pink envelope here. Its only Phil that owns that”

“Then, bring any one here!” He screamed, and Dylan je-rked, before running out, afterwards.

❗REMINDER: LADY S. IS THE NAME USED IN PLACE OF ‘SAMANTHA’ IN THE LETTERS. WHO ELSE REMEMBERS??

DEAR LADY S.

FROM MR. FEEL.

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