Ms Arty

Ten

Eleanor's POV
Ivana pulled into a driveway belonging to a large, Suburban house. it was very nice looking. She hopped out of the car and rushed around to my side to help me out. I gripped her hand on the way up to the porch.

"Relax, my love," she whispered.

I nodded and leaned my head on her shoulder. The front door opened before Ivana could do it. A short brunette woman was standing at the door with a smile. That was until she saw me... and my belly.

"Ivana?" She asked, "who's this?"

"Can we please come inside?" Ivana said gently.

The woman stepped aside and I was led to a large living room. It looked so cozy. Ivana sat me on the sofa and I quickly pulled her down with me.

The older woman walked in with a man now by her side. He was tall and muscly. Much like Ivana. Their face structure also looked alike. I guess she didn't get much of her mother's genes.

"Mom, dad, this is Eleanor," Ivana introduced us.

"Hello," I said softly.

They didn't say anything, just looking between Ivana, me and the baby.

"Eleanor is my former principal... she's three months pregnant with my baby," Ivana said.

I feel like she could've said it a little better but oh well.

"What? Your principal! Are you insane?" Her mother shouted.

I flinched.

"Stop," Ivana said in a firm tone, "at least wait until later to yell at me. Eleanor can't control her emotions right now."

The three walked away to talk and I stayed on the sofa, unwilling to move. In all honesty, this was the comfiest sofa I'd ever sat on.

I was just sitting back with my hands on the baby when four little feet tapped my way. An elderly golden retriever hopped up beside me on the couch and laid his head by my hands.

"Hello to you too," I whispered.

He huffed. I guess he was only here for the baby.