Co workers 2

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This is the sequel to co workers incase its not clear to everyone :D

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"So how was your first day sweetie?" My mom asked me when she came home yesterday. I didnt know what to answer but I didnt feel like telling her so I responded with a simple "good". AS always she didnt sense that I didnt want to talk about it but she kept asking questions. "How is Mrs Pride?" --"Shes uhm nice" "Is there someone else working this summer? They often have to high school students in summer?" I dont know why but I blushed at this question. "Uhm yeah one boy...whats for dinner?" I changed the theme. My Mom glared at me like well , dont talk to me , its your loss and I was glad that she stopped asking questions.

Today is going to be my second day. I got ready, wearing a white tank top with a pink jacket and a pair of thight jeans. I did my hair and a very slight make up.

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"Hi little one!" Ross was standing there with a bunch of kids talking to them. When he spotted me he again called me by this stupd nickname. " I told you not to call me that!" "Sorry , Laura " He said but you could tell he didnt mean that and would call me little one again just to tease me. He went towards me and gave me short hug. I guess he is going to do that more often now even though I am not a hugger. I felt especially awkward when his hand was pretty low , almost on my hips. I patted his back awkwardly before letting go quickly. 

"Hey Laura" One of the little kids , a very small girl with brown hair , looks up at me. "Can you play with me please?" She asked. I was kinda surprised but agreed. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me with her. We played with some dolls and a few other little girls joined us. All of the boys and a few girls were with Ross playing with race cars all over the floor. The rest of the kids were drawing again. Mrs Pride was , as always , not there. She didnt show up a single second today. 

After about two hours of playing I felt a arm on my waist. I looked around to not see one of the kids but Ross sitting next to me , his arm on my waist. "How is it going?" he whispered in my ear. I felt so strange , but at the same time nice with his breath on my neck , his lips so close to my ear and his arm on my waist. 

"Its going good I guess" I answered sligthly nervous because of our position. "Its a lot of fun!" One of the girls told Ross. "Shes better at playing dolls than you are!" Another one told Ross. We both laughed at this. I love how he does everything for the kids even play dolls. He'd be a great father. "Who wants t eat some cookies and drink milk or juice?" He asked the kids and of course every single one wanted. I set up the table while Ross took the little ones to wash the hands. 

I sat down and kinda hoped Ross would sit next to me. But he didnt. When he was done the places on  either side of mine were already used. 

After we finished "snacktime" we both played seperate games with the kids. I kinda wish we would have played a game together like yesterday but it didnt happen.

The parents came to pick up their children. 

"So how was your second day?" Most of the kids were already picked up , the other ones played outside since the rain stopped for a few minutes.

Ross was stading slightly behind me and extended his huge arm around my waist. My heart missed a beat and I instantly got nervous and tingly again. How does he think I can answer him if he holds me so thightly??

"It was uhm go..od I gu..ue..ss" He was about to answer something but an old lady came and interrupted us. "Oh Mrs Rochard , here to pick your granddaugther up? Shes on the swings!" 

The lady nodded and went to the swings. 

Ross went with her just in case. The other kids got picked up and Ross and I exited the kindergarten together. "See you tomorrow" He said and as ususally gave me a short hug.I hugged him back and didnt feel this awkward this time.


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