Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ School of Love ❯ Chapter Nineteen ( Chapter 19 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: destiny dreamer 
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.31.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.7K | Visits: 306 | Status: Completed
Miscellaneous: Original Stories Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.31.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.7K | Visits: 306 | Status: Completed
"Of course." Patrick's hips moved back, his cock slowly sliding out of her. With another small thrust it slid back in. His pace was slow, almost painfully so, but he was trying to be gentle.
Leia pressed her face to his chest, hugging him closely as he moved. The soft ballet of music seemed perfect for the mood that she was in. His slow pace made the pain dull little by little. He could tell that she was starting to loosen. His cock moved more freely back and forth inside of her. Sucking her neck, he smiled against her as the tempo of the music picked up so did his pace. She arched her back and her head slid back as he covered her. Her legs moved up and he was pushed in deeper. She hissed but moved her hands down his back while caressing him. His cock sunk deeper into her moist walls. He was moving faster, growing hungrier with each passing second. She was just an innocent little girl. So young. So sweet. He liked this. He liked how small she seemed beneath him. Sucking on her neck, he licked her flesh. She knew she would have a hickey with the way he was sucking on her but she didn't mind. Sex with Patrick was different. It wasn’t like the first time she had sex....with the uncomfortablness and the loud gruffs. And it wasn't like her second time when it was with Nathan, hungry and lustful with the only goal to just climax and not look back. No...this was sweet, sexy, passionate....it was just different.
His feet pushed against his foot rest, using that as leverage to push his cock upward into her. His fingers danced on her clit, trying to give her a pleasurable released. She moved her hands over his chest as she panted. Her eyes open and found him staring into her. She was flushed and she knew she looked vulnerable. She didn't like being vulnerable in front of people but...somehow she didn't mind it so much with him. She shifted under him as he played with her clit and the building started.
"You're so cute," he smirked. As he pushed more into her he felt something snap as the flimsy condom broke. His eyes widened and he groaned. "Crap."
She tried to warn him, but once he said crap and shifted on her, she came. Crying out, her walls clamped on him and she began to shake. He bit his lip, her walls massaging his cock. She was already tight enough, with her walls hugging him that was all he could take. His cum shot out, passing by the broken condom and filling her pussy with his seed. Leia arched her back again, feeling the hot liquid poor in her. It was a wonderful feeling and she moaned. It was only then that she realized that he actually came into her.
With his cock going limp and him spent, he relaxed on top of her. "The condom broke," he whispered.
She nodded. "I know..."
He was trying hard not to panic. "Okay...well.... No need to get worried. It might be nothing."
"I'm not worried," she assured him.
He sighed and nodded. "You're going to be sore tomorrow if it was this painful for you."
She nodded. "I figured I'd skip school tomorrow since it's Friday and sit on ice.”
"You could always do that here. I have some...interesting molds for ice."
She smirked. "Are you asking me to stay the night?"
He thought about that for a moment. "If you want..."
"I have Rio's car...."
"You have a magical cell phone that lets people break into my house and take my clothes. You can't call someone to drive it back?"
She laughed. Reaching for her phone she dialed a number and talked to a person for a few minutes. "Someone is going to show up at the door wanting the keys in about five minutes."
"I don't think I'm going to want to get out of you in an hour, much less five minutes."
"You going to answer the door attached to me?"
"Ask me again in five minutes," he smirked.
She laughed. Five minutes later, someone knocked on the door. She looked at him.
He whimpered at the door. "If I get up, you'll still have your legs open when I get back?"
She laughed but nodded.
With a deep breath, he slid his limp cock out of her. Grabbing the first piece of clothes he could, he covered himself and opened up the door, handing the man the keys. "There you go," he muttered angrily.
The man smirked. He nodded to Patrick then walked to Rio's car, driving off. Leia sat up on her elbow. She looked down and watched cum and a small amount of blood pour out from her.
"Do you want to take a shower to rinse yourself off?" He knelt by the end of the bed, staring up directly into her cum soaked area.
She nodded. "Yeah," she muttered. It seemed unreal that she would get pregnant, so no, she wasn't worried about it. She might be later...if her period was late, but until then she would act like nothing wrong.
He moved close, gently spreading her legs as he licked the area around her lips. "Would you like to take a shower together?"
She watched him. "That's...a little gross," she said. "Not about the shower, but about you licking me."
He shrugged. "It's not like I'm licking anything nasty."
She shook her head. Slowly she moved to the edge of the bed with a groan. She held her arms out. "Make yourself useful and carry me."
He laughed, sliding down he scooped her small frame into his arms, easily hefting her up as if she weighed nothing. She snuggled into him. She had never spent the night with a guy before....unless you count Rio and Gabe. Her heart was pounding hard against her chest as she laid against him. Why was it that she would rather spend her time with him?
Holding her up with one arm, he turned on the shower, letting the water get warm before he stepped into the shower with her. "Are you going to be able to stand or do I need to bathe you myself?" He couldn't help himself. Holding her small frame against him, watching as she snuggled into him.... It made him happy.
"Ask me in five minutes," she whispered against his chest.
He smirked as he cradled her against him, his hand cupping her firm ass while he playfully kneaded her flesh. "Okay," he whispered, leaning against the shower wall, holding her as the water cascaded down onto them.
She looked up at him. Her hand ran through his wet hair. And even though she tried not to get her cast wet, it didn't work out. She leaned forward, pulling his head down so she could kiss him. She couldn't tell him to his face all the things she felt for him, but her kisses should be enough.
He was surprised at how sweet and tenderly she kissed him. He massaged her lips with his until finally they broke apart. "Will you be able to stand now?"
She nodded and he set her on her feet. She showered while keeping her cast to the side, not getting it any wetter. It was hard, but she liked a challenge.
Patrick studied her from the back. Her cute petite frame drove him wild, and it was hard to control himself. His hands slid down over her back, slowly grabbing her ass, rubbing it while she bathed her front. "Don't forget between your legs," he whispered in her ear.
She shivered under his breath and ran the rag between her legs. When she bent over ever so slightly to wipe between her legs, he let his fingers dance along her. Moving between her legs, they traced their way from her lips all the way over her ass, teasing her ever so sweetly.
She turned to him after rinsing off. "Are you not satisfied?"
"I was. It's just hard to control myself, seeing someone as cute as you naked and dripping wet," he explained.
"Well...I am sleeping over, Mr. McClain..."
"That you are," he whispered, his fingers reached out tracing as the water dripped from her breasts.
"So you have me all night."
"Do I?" He smirked as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her ever so gently into his chest.
"You sure do like playing games, don't you?"
"I like to enjoy myself," he told her, nuzzling her neck. "Almost as much as I enjoy making you blush."
"I'm not blushing," she pointed out. She smiled though. It was nice that he was trying.
"That's because I'm not trying to make you blush yet," he said with an impish grin, his emerald eyes lightning up.
She pulled from him. "I'm done," she smirked and stepped out of the shower. She grabbed a towel, noticing there was only one and walked out of the bathroom. He would have to make do without a towel.
His cock was hard and she just left...with his towel. Getting out, he groaned as he searched for something to dry off with. Finally he just went to his closet, muttering as he pulled out the boxer briefs. "I miss my boxers."
"Boxer briefs are sexier," she said as she dried off. She laid on the bed with the towel around her. She looked at the TV. His living room, bedroom, and dining room were all the same room. She smiled. How...funny.
"Yes, well, I don't get to choose your underwear so you don't get to choose mine." He took out a pair of boxers he had bought and slid them on. Taking an old shirt, he began to dry off with it.
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I won't wear any underwear," she smiled and threw the towel off her.
His eyes widened as she so casually bared herself in front of him. "That...does make things better," he admitted. His eyes glued to her body.
"Take the boxers off."
He eyed her curiously as he walked to the bed. "Why?"
"Because, boxer briefs are better."
"These are more comfortable."
She covered herself. "Fine. No show for you."
He pouted. She was a master at manipulation. "Fine," he sighed, slipping the boxers off for her benefit.
She smirked and uncovered herself. "This is going to be the start of a beautiful relationship."
Hiding what was going on was proving more and more difficult for him. His classes seemed to drag on forever, and despite his best attempts he couldn't quit thinking about her. Something was wrong. It had to be. They'd been...'seeing' each other for nearly two weeks, and now it seemed like all he could do was wait until they were together.
Leia walked in Patrick's class after the final bell rang. She pulled something out of her pocket and put it on his desk.
Patrick froze as he looked at what she had handed him. All the color drained from his face as he read the pregnancy test. "Is this...correct?"
"It's my fifth test," she said as she hopped on his desk. "Rio and Gabe made me take them. It was Rio who figured out I was late for my period...he marks on the calendar for some reason."
"I see," he whispered. "So you're definitely pregnant...with my child."
"Well I didn't fuck anyone else with a broken condom," she said. She took a deep breath. "I'm going to the doctor today to get it confirmed. Rio and Gabe are coming with me. They don't want you there but seeing as it is your child...I want to know what you want me to do with it."
He leaned back in his chair, taking a deep breath as he thought about this. "Do you want a child right now?"
"I can afford a child. I can give a child a much better life than an orphanage. And I don't think I could abort it...mainly because Gabe would never forgive me." She looked over at him. "I understand if you want to end things and you don't want anything to do with the child," she said sternly. "It's not like we were that serious." She didn't mean that, but she didn't want him to feel obligated to stick with her. "I'm not going to ask you to promise yourself to me or to guilt you into paying for things. I can support both me and this child with my trust fund alone."
He sighed, taking a deep breath he closed his eyes. "Promise me something," he said without opening his eyes.
"Sure."
"I have never really asked for any of your gifts or for you to use your money in any way for me. If you wish to have this child then please promise me you'll use your money to keep me from going to jail." He opened his eyes to look at her. "Because when they find out I'm the father that is where I'll be. There's no way I can help you raise a child from jail."
"Don't worry so much, Mr. McClain. Gabe is going to pretend to be the father. At least until I turn eighteen. Then it won't matter. They can't charge you for anything after that so if you want to be part of his or her life then you are more than welcome to." She hopped off the desk and held out her hand for him to shake. "I guess I'll see you around."
"By the time you're eighteen the child will be a year old," he said, clearly not finished with the conversation. "I can't 'be' the father in the public's eye, but I want to be with you during all the parenting things..... I guess that is what you call them."
"You can be around for anything you want to. I'm not shutting you out of the child’s life. I'm sure when you get married you'll still claim the kid as yours. You seem like the loving father type." She seemed so calm and collective now while Patrick looked crushed. But earlier, when she found out she was pregnant, she spent hours in the bathroom crying over the positive tests. Of course, she wouldn't let him know that.
"There's more to it than just that," he said, running his hand through his hair. "I got you pregnant. I want to be the child's father. To that end...." He couldn't believe he was saying this. "Since we've already done everything else. Since we're going to bring a child into this world..." Just say it already. He looked up at Leia. "Would you be my wife?"
Leia laughed. She laughed so hard it actually hurt her stomach. "You have to be joking! Do I look like the marrying type? Or the 'fall in love type?'" She smiled as she looked him over. Grabbing his chin, she forced him to look her in eyes. "Do you love me, Mr. McClain?"
"No," he admitted.
"Then don't ask such a dumb question. I won't marry someone who doesn’t love me. I'm not as stupid as my mother was," she said harshly. "I'll see you around." She walked out and met up with Rio and Gabe outside. They got her in the car and headed to the hospital.
He took the pregnancy result and stared at it for the longest time. He was going to be a father. What was he going to do now?
Leia laid on the exam table as Gabe held her hand. Rio was waiting outside the room. The doctor nodded and Leia sat up. "Well...this sucks."
Gabe sighed. "I guess we'll get married then, Leia." He smiled. "I've always loved you in a sense and this way we both get our trust funds."
"Why does everyone want me to marry them?" she snapped. She hopped off the table and dressed. "God forbid me to be a single parent."
He sat there for an eternity, mulling over this fact. Did he like kids? Yes. Did he want kids? Yes. Did he want kids now? No. Did he want kids with his sixteen year old student? No. Was he an idiot? Yes.
"We will reap what you sow," he whispered. Taking the pregnancy test, he grabbed his keys and started for his car.
"Sign me up for all that good prenatal baby crap," Leia said at the front desk.
"She should have the best care," Rio said sternly to the nurse.
"Yes of course," the nurse said.
"And let's not call my dad," Leia said sternly. The nurse nodded. "No reason to tell anyone until I'm showing."
"Agreed," both the boys said.
"Do ye have any idea how hard it is to find one person out of the hospitals around here?"
Leia turned around. "Hello, teacher."
Gabe crossed his arms. "What is he doing here?" he said coldly.
"Down boy, I invited him." Leia walked over to him. "We were just about to leave. What's up?"
Leia pressed her face to his chest, hugging him closely as he moved. The soft ballet of music seemed perfect for the mood that she was in. His slow pace made the pain dull little by little. He could tell that she was starting to loosen. His cock moved more freely back and forth inside of her. Sucking her neck, he smiled against her as the tempo of the music picked up so did his pace. She arched her back and her head slid back as he covered her. Her legs moved up and he was pushed in deeper. She hissed but moved her hands down his back while caressing him. His cock sunk deeper into her moist walls. He was moving faster, growing hungrier with each passing second. She was just an innocent little girl. So young. So sweet. He liked this. He liked how small she seemed beneath him. Sucking on her neck, he licked her flesh. She knew she would have a hickey with the way he was sucking on her but she didn't mind. Sex with Patrick was different. It wasn’t like the first time she had sex....with the uncomfortablness and the loud gruffs. And it wasn't like her second time when it was with Nathan, hungry and lustful with the only goal to just climax and not look back. No...this was sweet, sexy, passionate....it was just different.
His feet pushed against his foot rest, using that as leverage to push his cock upward into her. His fingers danced on her clit, trying to give her a pleasurable released. She moved her hands over his chest as she panted. Her eyes open and found him staring into her. She was flushed and she knew she looked vulnerable. She didn't like being vulnerable in front of people but...somehow she didn't mind it so much with him. She shifted under him as he played with her clit and the building started.
"You're so cute," he smirked. As he pushed more into her he felt something snap as the flimsy condom broke. His eyes widened and he groaned. "Crap."
She tried to warn him, but once he said crap and shifted on her, she came. Crying out, her walls clamped on him and she began to shake. He bit his lip, her walls massaging his cock. She was already tight enough, with her walls hugging him that was all he could take. His cum shot out, passing by the broken condom and filling her pussy with his seed. Leia arched her back again, feeling the hot liquid poor in her. It was a wonderful feeling and she moaned. It was only then that she realized that he actually came into her.
With his cock going limp and him spent, he relaxed on top of her. "The condom broke," he whispered.
She nodded. "I know..."
He was trying hard not to panic. "Okay...well.... No need to get worried. It might be nothing."
"I'm not worried," she assured him.
He sighed and nodded. "You're going to be sore tomorrow if it was this painful for you."
She nodded. "I figured I'd skip school tomorrow since it's Friday and sit on ice.”
"You could always do that here. I have some...interesting molds for ice."
She smirked. "Are you asking me to stay the night?"
He thought about that for a moment. "If you want..."
"I have Rio's car...."
"You have a magical cell phone that lets people break into my house and take my clothes. You can't call someone to drive it back?"
She laughed. Reaching for her phone she dialed a number and talked to a person for a few minutes. "Someone is going to show up at the door wanting the keys in about five minutes."
"I don't think I'm going to want to get out of you in an hour, much less five minutes."
"You going to answer the door attached to me?"
"Ask me again in five minutes," he smirked.
She laughed. Five minutes later, someone knocked on the door. She looked at him.
He whimpered at the door. "If I get up, you'll still have your legs open when I get back?"
She laughed but nodded.
With a deep breath, he slid his limp cock out of her. Grabbing the first piece of clothes he could, he covered himself and opened up the door, handing the man the keys. "There you go," he muttered angrily.
The man smirked. He nodded to Patrick then walked to Rio's car, driving off. Leia sat up on her elbow. She looked down and watched cum and a small amount of blood pour out from her.
"Do you want to take a shower to rinse yourself off?" He knelt by the end of the bed, staring up directly into her cum soaked area.
She nodded. "Yeah," she muttered. It seemed unreal that she would get pregnant, so no, she wasn't worried about it. She might be later...if her period was late, but until then she would act like nothing wrong.
He moved close, gently spreading her legs as he licked the area around her lips. "Would you like to take a shower together?"
She watched him. "That's...a little gross," she said. "Not about the shower, but about you licking me."
He shrugged. "It's not like I'm licking anything nasty."
She shook her head. Slowly she moved to the edge of the bed with a groan. She held her arms out. "Make yourself useful and carry me."
He laughed, sliding down he scooped her small frame into his arms, easily hefting her up as if she weighed nothing. She snuggled into him. She had never spent the night with a guy before....unless you count Rio and Gabe. Her heart was pounding hard against her chest as she laid against him. Why was it that she would rather spend her time with him?
Holding her up with one arm, he turned on the shower, letting the water get warm before he stepped into the shower with her. "Are you going to be able to stand or do I need to bathe you myself?" He couldn't help himself. Holding her small frame against him, watching as she snuggled into him.... It made him happy.
"Ask me in five minutes," she whispered against his chest.
He smirked as he cradled her against him, his hand cupping her firm ass while he playfully kneaded her flesh. "Okay," he whispered, leaning against the shower wall, holding her as the water cascaded down onto them.
She looked up at him. Her hand ran through his wet hair. And even though she tried not to get her cast wet, it didn't work out. She leaned forward, pulling his head down so she could kiss him. She couldn't tell him to his face all the things she felt for him, but her kisses should be enough.
He was surprised at how sweet and tenderly she kissed him. He massaged her lips with his until finally they broke apart. "Will you be able to stand now?"
She nodded and he set her on her feet. She showered while keeping her cast to the side, not getting it any wetter. It was hard, but she liked a challenge.
Patrick studied her from the back. Her cute petite frame drove him wild, and it was hard to control himself. His hands slid down over her back, slowly grabbing her ass, rubbing it while she bathed her front. "Don't forget between your legs," he whispered in her ear.
She shivered under his breath and ran the rag between her legs. When she bent over ever so slightly to wipe between her legs, he let his fingers dance along her. Moving between her legs, they traced their way from her lips all the way over her ass, teasing her ever so sweetly.
She turned to him after rinsing off. "Are you not satisfied?"
"I was. It's just hard to control myself, seeing someone as cute as you naked and dripping wet," he explained.
"Well...I am sleeping over, Mr. McClain..."
"That you are," he whispered, his fingers reached out tracing as the water dripped from her breasts.
"So you have me all night."
"Do I?" He smirked as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her ever so gently into his chest.
"You sure do like playing games, don't you?"
"I like to enjoy myself," he told her, nuzzling her neck. "Almost as much as I enjoy making you blush."
"I'm not blushing," she pointed out. She smiled though. It was nice that he was trying.
"That's because I'm not trying to make you blush yet," he said with an impish grin, his emerald eyes lightning up.
She pulled from him. "I'm done," she smirked and stepped out of the shower. She grabbed a towel, noticing there was only one and walked out of the bathroom. He would have to make do without a towel.
His cock was hard and she just left...with his towel. Getting out, he groaned as he searched for something to dry off with. Finally he just went to his closet, muttering as he pulled out the boxer briefs. "I miss my boxers."
"Boxer briefs are sexier," she said as she dried off. She laid on the bed with the towel around her. She looked at the TV. His living room, bedroom, and dining room were all the same room. She smiled. How...funny.
"Yes, well, I don't get to choose your underwear so you don't get to choose mine." He took out a pair of boxers he had bought and slid them on. Taking an old shirt, he began to dry off with it.
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I won't wear any underwear," she smiled and threw the towel off her.
His eyes widened as she so casually bared herself in front of him. "That...does make things better," he admitted. His eyes glued to her body.
"Take the boxers off."
He eyed her curiously as he walked to the bed. "Why?"
"Because, boxer briefs are better."
"These are more comfortable."
She covered herself. "Fine. No show for you."
He pouted. She was a master at manipulation. "Fine," he sighed, slipping the boxers off for her benefit.
She smirked and uncovered herself. "This is going to be the start of a beautiful relationship."
Hiding what was going on was proving more and more difficult for him. His classes seemed to drag on forever, and despite his best attempts he couldn't quit thinking about her. Something was wrong. It had to be. They'd been...'seeing' each other for nearly two weeks, and now it seemed like all he could do was wait until they were together.
Leia walked in Patrick's class after the final bell rang. She pulled something out of her pocket and put it on his desk.
Patrick froze as he looked at what she had handed him. All the color drained from his face as he read the pregnancy test. "Is this...correct?"
"It's my fifth test," she said as she hopped on his desk. "Rio and Gabe made me take them. It was Rio who figured out I was late for my period...he marks on the calendar for some reason."
"I see," he whispered. "So you're definitely pregnant...with my child."
"Well I didn't fuck anyone else with a broken condom," she said. She took a deep breath. "I'm going to the doctor today to get it confirmed. Rio and Gabe are coming with me. They don't want you there but seeing as it is your child...I want to know what you want me to do with it."
He leaned back in his chair, taking a deep breath as he thought about this. "Do you want a child right now?"
"I can afford a child. I can give a child a much better life than an orphanage. And I don't think I could abort it...mainly because Gabe would never forgive me." She looked over at him. "I understand if you want to end things and you don't want anything to do with the child," she said sternly. "It's not like we were that serious." She didn't mean that, but she didn't want him to feel obligated to stick with her. "I'm not going to ask you to promise yourself to me or to guilt you into paying for things. I can support both me and this child with my trust fund alone."
He sighed, taking a deep breath he closed his eyes. "Promise me something," he said without opening his eyes.
"Sure."
"I have never really asked for any of your gifts or for you to use your money in any way for me. If you wish to have this child then please promise me you'll use your money to keep me from going to jail." He opened his eyes to look at her. "Because when they find out I'm the father that is where I'll be. There's no way I can help you raise a child from jail."
"Don't worry so much, Mr. McClain. Gabe is going to pretend to be the father. At least until I turn eighteen. Then it won't matter. They can't charge you for anything after that so if you want to be part of his or her life then you are more than welcome to." She hopped off the desk and held out her hand for him to shake. "I guess I'll see you around."
"By the time you're eighteen the child will be a year old," he said, clearly not finished with the conversation. "I can't 'be' the father in the public's eye, but I want to be with you during all the parenting things..... I guess that is what you call them."
"You can be around for anything you want to. I'm not shutting you out of the child’s life. I'm sure when you get married you'll still claim the kid as yours. You seem like the loving father type." She seemed so calm and collective now while Patrick looked crushed. But earlier, when she found out she was pregnant, she spent hours in the bathroom crying over the positive tests. Of course, she wouldn't let him know that.
"There's more to it than just that," he said, running his hand through his hair. "I got you pregnant. I want to be the child's father. To that end...." He couldn't believe he was saying this. "Since we've already done everything else. Since we're going to bring a child into this world..." Just say it already. He looked up at Leia. "Would you be my wife?"
Leia laughed. She laughed so hard it actually hurt her stomach. "You have to be joking! Do I look like the marrying type? Or the 'fall in love type?'" She smiled as she looked him over. Grabbing his chin, she forced him to look her in eyes. "Do you love me, Mr. McClain?"
"No," he admitted.
"Then don't ask such a dumb question. I won't marry someone who doesn’t love me. I'm not as stupid as my mother was," she said harshly. "I'll see you around." She walked out and met up with Rio and Gabe outside. They got her in the car and headed to the hospital.
He took the pregnancy result and stared at it for the longest time. He was going to be a father. What was he going to do now?
Leia laid on the exam table as Gabe held her hand. Rio was waiting outside the room. The doctor nodded and Leia sat up. "Well...this sucks."
Gabe sighed. "I guess we'll get married then, Leia." He smiled. "I've always loved you in a sense and this way we both get our trust funds."
"Why does everyone want me to marry them?" she snapped. She hopped off the table and dressed. "God forbid me to be a single parent."
He sat there for an eternity, mulling over this fact. Did he like kids? Yes. Did he want kids? Yes. Did he want kids now? No. Did he want kids with his sixteen year old student? No. Was he an idiot? Yes.
"We will reap what you sow," he whispered. Taking the pregnancy test, he grabbed his keys and started for his car.
"Sign me up for all that good prenatal baby crap," Leia said at the front desk.
"She should have the best care," Rio said sternly to the nurse.
"Yes of course," the nurse said.
"And let's not call my dad," Leia said sternly. The nurse nodded. "No reason to tell anyone until I'm showing."
"Agreed," both the boys said.
"Do ye have any idea how hard it is to find one person out of the hospitals around here?"
Leia turned around. "Hello, teacher."
Gabe crossed his arms. "What is he doing here?" he said coldly.
"Down boy, I invited him." Leia walked over to him. "We were just about to leave. What's up?"