"Mark, you have been loud this whole class period. If you don't want a referral then I suggest you shut up," I said in a stern voice as I walked around my desk and around the classroom to pick up everyone's ten page essay.
When I got to marks desk, there was nothing on it. "Mark, where is your essay?"
"Oh, I was busy," he said and looked at the schools slut, Lisa.
"Oh, I see," I smirked and walked to the front of the classroom to set the papers on my desk, "Lisa, did you turn yours in?"
"Yeah," she nodded.
"Funny Mark," I snickered, "you obviously didn't keep Lisa that busy, did you?" The class all laughed and made fun of him while I just stood there.
"You owe me an essay of a thousand words tomorrow. Not one word less or one word more. If I don't get it, your going to be expelled from the Football team, got it?"
God, I loved being the boss!
"What- how is that even fair?!"
"Quiet, Mark."
As the day went on, every time I would lift my arm to write on the chalk board, I would get a sharp pain in my lower stomach and the baby would start kicking.
I know I'm in labor, but things just haven't went into action yet so I kept going. During the last period of the day, I was writing on the chalk board and my water suddenly broke all over the floor.
"Ow," I gasped and grabbed a hold of the wall for support.
"Ms. Young, are you okay?!" I heard a student ask me. I told her to get the principle and while she was doing that I received my phone and dialed Jason's number.
"Jason," I gasped, "baby I'm in labor," I looked up and the whole class was looking at me making this whole experience even more embarrassing and awkward.
"What?!" He suddenly became alert, "w-where do I take Kyler?"
"Take him to my moms. Are you coming to get me?" I started crying as the pain got even worse.
"Yeah baby, I'm on my way."
A:N - HES COMINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNG!! What r they gonna name him?
