STEF POV
As I stood there more shocked then ever as seeing that I had hit on Callie's Vice Principal there was really not much I could say to wiggle out of this one for she was beyond angry. It wasn't enough that I clearly knew this woman couldn't stand me but this was the icing on the cake.
"Vice Principal Adams, I'm so sorry. I didn't know it was..."
"Yeah I bet you're sorry." she barked back cutting me off as her eyes had turned into daggers glaring at me. Maybe it was better for me to walk away.
"Look I didn't know it was you. Clearly I would not have come over if I did."
"I'm not so sure about that Ms. Foster."
Now I was irritated by her comment. What the hell did she mean by that.
"What's that suppose to mean?" I questioned with a hint of annoyance in my voice.
"Nothing. I think its best if we end this now and act as if it didn't happen. I'm a professional and have a reputation to maintain in which I don't engage with parents outside of school." Her tone remained harsh and cold.
"Tell me..." I placed my hand on my hip. "Were you born with that stick up your ass?" I asked sarcastically as goodness lord she was one snotty ass women. I bet she thought her shit didn't stink and it made me wonder what the hell she was doing in this club anyway as she looked at me completely taken off guard by my comment. I didn't care at this point for I usually said what was on my mind regardless.
"I beg your pardon!?"
"You heard me. Were you born with that stick up your ass or what? I mean here I am trying to apologize for something that was clearly a mistake and you get all high and mighty. Like you've never made a mistake."
"Coming to a club and hitting on my daughter's Vice Principal I have to say is a mistake I have not made Mrs. Foster."
"Well whoa let me bow down to you. You want a golden star?" I asked sarcastically as I could see the anger increase on her face as my annoyance was continuing to grow. I did not like the woman and I wanted her to know it.
"I refuse to carry on this conversation with you. And another thing instead of coming in here and picking up women I would focus more on your daughter."
"Whoa you got a lot of nerve lady. Are you suggesting I'm not a good mother?"
"I never said such a thing."
"Oh but you implied it Ms. Adams and you have no idea what kind of a mother I am and how much I love my little girl. None at all!
"I never said you didn't love your little girl-I never..."
"Listen my daughter doesn't need you or that snotty ass school your the head of so you can take that and shove it up your ass along with that stick!"
With that I walked away grabbing my bag from the counter leaving her there to swallow the words I threw in her face for she had a lot of damm nerve.
LENA POV
The weekend had flown by faster then usual as I tried to get that awkward altercation between me and Stef out of my head with not much success. It was bad enough running into her but the words exchanged between us were anything but steller. I had tried to remain professional but It was difficult for the situation just didn't allow it. Yeah it was a mistake and she didn't know it was me but based on what Monte had told me I was finding that hard to believe. Sure maybe I should not have thrown that comment in there about her daughter, and I possibly hit below the belt based on what she spat at me after but it would be a challenge seeing her and I would have to try even harder to remain as professional as possible as I sipped on my morning coffee.
Deciding to focus on my personal life I knew Gretchen was coming back tonight and I had cleared my things out of the apartment and asked if I could move in sooner. Luckily the landlord was eager to rent it out as soon as possible. In my eyes it felt good to take care of my life for I just couldn't' stand being with Gretchen anymore. She was poising me internally and, coming out of my thoughts I heard a soft knock at my door.
"Come in!" I yelled looking up now surprised to see little Callie poke her head in.
"Honey what are you doing out of your classroom." I asked shocked as I could see she was clearly alone.
"Mrs. Adams can I call my mama?" she walked in now looking wide eyed at me.
"Sweetheart does your teacher know you left?"
She looked around and shook her head.
"No, but it was an emergency. Please." Now getting up I walked over to the little girl gently grabbing her hand and leading her over to the couch. She stood wide eyed in front of me as I sat holding both of her hands. Looking at her closely I could see she resembled her mother a bit.
"Callie you know you're not allowed to leave the classroom. Especially alone or without telling your teacher. You can get lunch detention for that you know." My voice stern but reaming soft at the same time.
"I know, but.." her eyes lowered to the ground. I could tell she felt bad but I could also tell she was extremely sad. I thought back to my comment about her acting out. Truth was Callie didn't act out I had read over her file and saw her parents were divorced. I knew her father picked her up everyday and she cried every single time. The only time I didn't see tears in her eyes was when she was with her mother. It had been wrong of me to say what I said to Stef I knew that even if I disliked her.
"But I really miss my mommy. I know her phone number. I just want to say hi to her. Please?" she begged once again as her eyes were becoming glassy. This little girl was breaking my heart.
"Sweetie I know you miss her but..
"I call her at bedtime. But sometimes daddy says I can't."
"Why is that?" I questioned not wanting to be nosy but trying to get a little information about her home life with her father as I did wonder why he had full custody.
"I don't know. He tells me she is busy or working. Please."
As I stared into her heartbroken eyes my face softened even more. I couldn't bring myself to say no.
"Ok Callie, if I let you call your mommy you have to promise not to sneak out ever again. Is that understood? Because if you do I will have to give you detention."
"Yes. Understood." Her smile was now wide as she showed her missing tooth once again.
"I'll let you call her then back to class." Happily she nodded as I gently took her hand again walking over to the phone. The last thing I wanted to do was talk to Stef Foster but I had to remain as professional as possible.
"Let me look up the number." I said reaching for the parent book of contacts.
"I know it. It's 619-205-5178." I looked over to her and smiled.
"Mama told me to memorize it." She smiled once again as I let out a soft grin dialing the number. My stomach was in knots at this point as I heard it ring twice.
"Stef Foster." I heard her say on the other end as I swallowed hard.
"Mrs. Foster this is Vice Principal Adams. I have Callie here with me."
"Is my baby ok? What's wrong? Is she sick?" her voice filled with worry a stark contrast to the alternation we had the other night at the club.
"Nothing, nothing serious. She just um, she wants to say hi." I could here the sigh on the other end.
"Sure." I looked to Callie as her eyes widened more then ever handing her the phone.
"Mama! Hi it's Callie!" The joy on this little girls face was more then I could ever put into words as I became more and more curious.
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What Will Become
FanfictionLena (VP) and Stef (cop) don't hit it off very well in the beginning. Stef, married twice first to Mike Foster, then to Robert Quinn who she had Callie (6) with. They had a nasty divorce in which Stef lost custody of Callie and all her funds. Now li...