"Options... I've ran out of Options..." (Book 3)

Chapter 117 - "Field Trip..."

Chapter 117 - "Field Trip..."

Clara's PoV

'You alright?' Lilly asked as I continued to vomit.

The smell wasn't going so the vomit was still coming.

'In fine' I spluttered, splurging another load gagging on what was coming out.

'So you want some hel--' and offered as I slammed the bathroom door.

'Sorry. It's -- it's not you directly it's that smell' I grumbled with beads of sweat running down my forehead and shaking like a leaf.

I hated the feeling of vomiting.

'Guys. Your going to have to let us out. Clara's vomiting badly and I can't help because I smell good apparently' I heard her say.

'How do we know your not lying just to get out?' Richard scoffed.

'You'll soon know later on when your cleaning up vomit out of our ensuite' Lilly said as the latch on the door was opened.

'Can I come in Clara?'

'As long as you shut the fricken door' I yelled out leaning against the bath in defeat.

I was so stressed now that all I wanted to do was go home and curl up in a ball but I couldn't do that.

I had a school trip to pack for.

'How can you go on this trip safely if all the time your there your vomiting? You shouldn't have offered to go at all whilst pregnant'

'Don't worry I won't do anything dangerous. I'll just stick to the cabin and a walk around the grounds. I'm just going as the teacher in charge and I'm only keeping charge of a group of kids that don't want to do a lot' I pointed out.

'I still would prefer if you didn't go and I know Avia would too'

'Tough. I'm going. I'll only be a phone call away' I scoffed.

- - -

'I still don't understand why you have to come on this trip. Your not even the year 6 class teacher' Avia whined as I packed up the car with my suitcase and hers.

'Sorry Hun, I'm just the advisor of the trip. That's how teaching works' I hummed.

'But your only in charge of year 3 and 4. Go on a trip with them'

'I get that but a teacher for more than 2 years at the school had to be adviser and since neither of the year 6 teachers have been about long I have to go. Mr Foster trusts me'

'Yeah but this is the last chance for me to have fun with my friends before secondary school and before exams' she whined even more.

'It doesn't matter Avia. You won't even know I'm there. I won't be in charge of your cabin. I promise. I won't get involved' I promised even though I knew in reality I couldn't keep that promise.

Like I say I'm the senior advisor - if something was to happen I'd have to get involved. Of course I wouldn't be in charge of her group so I can keep my promise in some ways.

'I don't think you should go either' John scoffed. 'I'd rather spend Easter with you rather than on my own with the kids'

'John? It's only 4 bloody days' I said rolling my eyes and kissed him on the cheek then on the mouth. 'It's only in France. We'll be fine' I laughed.

'Ugh' he whined but opened the car door graciously. 'Have fun' he scoffed.

'Will do' I smirked.

- - -

'Now. You need to stay in groups of two and three at least whilst you are on this boat so that we know your all safe' I explained as we all got off the coach and went up to the deck.

The ferry was about 90 minutes to the other side so there was no point being compact and squashed on the ferry for any longer than we needed too considering we had to drive for 2 hours when we get there.

'Everyone understand?' Adrian asked as they all split off.

Some kids stayed with me of course because they were too frightened to go off on their own.

Some kids of course were still 10. And so maybe they didn't feel old enough or hadn't been trusted enough to go off on their own and maybe overprotective parents had told their kids to stay by an adults side.

I rolled my eyes though and set up base camp by some sofas which was very close to the bathroom which came in very useful when the boat got extremely rocky.

- - -

'Are you alright? Someone said you were vomiting Clara?' Adrien said as he came into the bathroom.

I heard him come in - of course I'd rather be on my own - but he was here now.

Adrien was pretty much the only other male teacher in the school so he was the only male teacher that was willing or able to come on the trip.

We had to legally have a male and female teacher to pass safety and safeguarding protocols.

'I'm fine Adrien. It's nothing to worry about' I hummed, spluttering some more.

'The boat is a bit rocky. I can understand why you'd be a little queasy'

I unlocked the door and rolled my eyes.

'It's not the fricken boat... I mean it is the boat but in this instance it's not all the boat' I growled gripping to the sink and taking a deep breath.

'It's not the boat? Okay bad chicken? I mean I know johns cooking isn't up to scratch--'

'It's not bad food Adrien. Just drop it okay' I scoffed.

'I won't you know. If your pregnant why don't you just tell me? It's perfectly normal? But do the other teachers know? I mean it's got to be a health and safety nightmare?'

I looked at him mouth agape. 'How did you know?'

'I'm not stupid Clara. None of us are. Although you must be because it's so obvious. Unless you've just put on a lot of weight but we all know you haven't' he sighed.

'Mr foster knows I'm pregnant. He said f was okay. I wouldn't have agreed to come if he didn't know' I hummed in explanation.

As for the whole fat remark I'm well aware that I'm spilling out of my dresses.