Eleanor's POV
The first few weeks were hard. I was nauseous for most of it and it was really hard to be away from Ivana. I cried myself to sleep on many occasions.
By the third week, my nausea was mostly gone and I was finally getting a good nights rest. Work was hard. I was emotional and tired but I seemed to be getting the hang of it.
A knock on my door startled me from my work. I wasn't expecting anybody. In fact, it was lunch break so everyone should be eating or whatnot.
"Come in," I said.
My door opened and Ivana stepped inside.
"Hey," she said.
"Hi," I smiled.
"What are you doing?" She asked as she locked the door.
"Work," I sighed, "I have a lot to catch up on."
"You need to eat," she said and walked closer to me.
"I'll get something later," I said simply.
"No. Here."
She took her backpack off and opened it. She pulled out a Tupperware container and a little plastic fork.
"What is it?" I asked.
"My mom made chicken and rice," she said.
"What will you eat?" I asked.
She smiled, "I already had a sandwich."
"Thank you," I said.
"Anything for you," she said and kissed my head.
"How was your morning?" I asked as I ate my food.
"It was fine," she sighed, "some girls have been picking on Amy but Dylan and Nadine have got her."
"Which girls?" I asked.
She smiled, "just some grade tens. They're just young and stupid."
"Let me take care of it," I said.
"No. We've got it under control," she said and kissed my head.
"Why?" I frowned.
"Because it's fine. I just want you to take care of yourself," she said, "and our baby."
I grinned as she kissed over my face and neck.
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Ms Arty
RomanceEleanor Arty is a high school principal. She and Ivana Malcom, a high school senior, have been having secret relations. Disclaimer: this is the first book I've written and published, it's not great and is kind of fast paced. Please be nice!
