Shades Of Styles

Divorced 3

I pull up in front of the school and go inside.

"Hello sir?" a young woman in her early 20's with long brown hair and a nice face comes over to me.

"Yeah?" I turn to her.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Harry" I put my hand out to shake hers. She does and I smile a sweet smile towards her. She smiles back. "I'm Eleanor's father"

"Oh" she snatches her back almost in disgust and her smile turns into a frown. "Your the famous Harry that (Y/N) talks about so much"

"She talks about me? Guess it couldn't be to good then" I look down and then back up.

"Its not good but its not bad either" she lies. Its all bad. I imagine (Y/N) sitting at lunch with this woman eating and talking about how bad a guy I am.

"Who are you by the way? Before (Y/N) and I split up I did bring Eleanor here almost everyday I have never seen you before.

"I just moved here...3 months ago. I'm the new 1st grade teacher. Eleanor is actually in my class. My name is Ms. Wimble but you can call me Delilah "

"What happend to Mrs. Sarah?"

"She passed unfortunately"

"Thats to bad" I sigh.

"Yes. Well are you here to pick up Eleanor?"

"Yeah"

"Where is Ms. (Y/L/N)" It stings that people use her last name. I wish people still called her Mrs. Styles. It always had a nice ring to it.

"She had me come pick her up"

"Okay, well. She's inside, she's waiting. You can come in if you want"

"Okay" I nod and follow her into the room. I search the room until my eyes fall on Eleanor coloring and talking to other kids.

"Ellie" I say and she looks up at me.

"Daddy!!!" she rushes over to me and I hug her tightly pulling her off the floor.

"I thought you were mad at me" I sigh.

"I was but Ms. Wimble says to forgive and forget so thats what I did. I drew this for you" she pulls away from my neck and holds up a picture of her, (Y/N) and I all together standing and holding hands.

"Thank you sweetie. I'll hang it next to the one you gave me yesterday" I set her back on the floor.

"You kept that?" she asks.

"Of course I did." I pretend to be offended and she laughs.

"Amy, this is my daddy" she brings her friend Amy over to me.

"Hi" she waves. "You're daddy's cute" she whispers to loudly to Eleanor and Eleanor giggles a thank you and I smile at the two children laughing.

"Ready to go?" I ask Eleanor.

"Yeah" she nods. "Bye Amy!" she waves and then takes my hand.

"Do you wanna go get ice-cream?" I ask and she jumps at the offer.

"Yes please"

"Look at you, when did you become to polite"

"Since I wanted to"

"Well okay" I laugh. "So what do you think? Do you want to come to my house or stay with mommy?"

"Can you stay with me and mommy?"