Not A Toy 107

Jenna was, predictably, irritated.

"What do you mean, 'not this again'?" The woman scoffed. "Were you looking for a new apartment as well as a new job? Satisfied with the decor, are you?"

Maisie rolled her eyes, palming her face. She realized that, after she got out of this insanity, working alongside Jenna wouldn't be to her liking. "You're hilarious."

The teacher wasn't done. "Well, I'm not laughing. Aren't you even going to try and get out of here?"

Maisie whirled on her 'roommate'. "And do what, Jenna? Sophie took her phone out of here, she shut the door, the window is closed, and the computer's off..."

"Well, we could still..."

Maisie didn't stop. "Even if we could turn that thing back on, which, unless you're some kind of, I dunno, master hacker or something - we'll be stuck trying to log in all night. Trying by stamping on keys with our feet, mind you."

"But if we can..."

"What? We're not small enough to crawl under the door, and believe me I've absolutely had it with doors for the day. Lets say, somehow, we open it - what are we going to do? I don't have a, what-do-you-call-it... a landline phone in my place, I doubt she does!"

"Would you just..."

"And so we can't call anyone, so we hope that Sophie doesn't find us, or worse, step on us! And lets say we're such a good little pair of busy-bees that we open her front door! Then what? Run outside and hitchhike? Just wait until a cat or bird decides we look like a tasty meal?!"

Jenna was almost growling in the face of this.

The younger woman shook her head. "No. Nope. No way. I can at least talk to that giant redhead; I can't do the same with a hungry animal. Besides, my old roommate had a cat and she never liked me so... so... no! Which... that's not important! So, no! Is what I'm saying. I'm not going to help in your daring escape."

Maisie's heart was racing, Jenna glared at her, but the younger woman had had enough of both her and Sophie for the day. Without waiting for a response, she turned from the brunette and began peeling herself free of her doll's attire.

Jenna's belated retort was snatched from her mouth by the sight. "Okay, now what did I do?!"

"Ugh, it's not all about you. Like I said, no way I'm sleeping in this thing - and you didn't seem so put out when you were playing the voyeur during my bath. So, avert your eyes or stare all you like, I'm done."

Jenna was not accustomed to receiving such a thorough verbal thrashing - particularly from someone younger than her!

The teacher suddenly felt even more isolated. The giant woman had left, and her dwindled companion was doing the one thing the teacher hated in other people she was in disagreement with...

She was making sense.