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Realistic or Modern Well kids this is high school....

Brogan smiled "I have art, your class will be in there today, they gym teacher is not here". He got up and threw her food away "This should be fun" She laughed, trying to remain calm when she was secretly freaking out inside.
 
Steven stood over one of the ovens in his classroom as his lunch was almost finished. There wasn't anything saying that he couldn't use school-bought food, so he decided to make an omelet. He watched it carefully, making sure that it wouldn't burn. The smell was heavenly. "Finished." He said as he took the pan off the burner. He transferred the food to a waiting plate and put the pan into the sink to be washed later. Perhaps he would use it to demonstrate the correct way to wash dishes.


He poured himself a glass of milk and, after grabbing that and the plate, sat down at his desk, and opened Netflix on his laptop. The period after lunch was his free period, so he didn't have to worry about anyone coming in and interrupting Orange is the New Black.
 
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Brogan got her phone out to check the text she sighed with relief she texted bck "This is school, pull me aside and say I had a question about math. Hell im pregnant I needed to set up a Lesson plan for when I have to be out.". she was anxious to talk to him but knew they had to be careful. She didn't want him to lose his job or worse because of her. She looked over at him, atleast she didn't have as much weight on her shoulders as before.
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Jeremy was sidetracked by other teacher as the message came. as the newbie he was but of question and jokes from the staff. Even as adults, they way the vet the new people is similar to that as school kids do, something he knew how to counter well. Finally he got the text from brogan and replied simply with an OK.
 



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"No promises Nic"





Mar replied with a smile,





"I'll grab my schedule but it doesn't mean that I'm gonna head to class."





She states before looking at Juliette as she declined going to art, Mariettes face fell as the girl chose band over art. She decided to let Nic handle the situation seeing that Juliette's behavior was pretty much telling Mar that she didn't really get what Mar was saying. She sighed as Juliette declined once more before looking up and Ni saying,





"Okie Dokie."





She replied,





"Lead the..."





She began before turning to see Juliette leaving without saying anything. Her frown only grew as she shook her head and pinched the start of her nose. Releasing a sigh she looked up at Nic and aske,





"Hey do you have that girls number?"




 
Nicholai was a bit confused "um yeah it's in my phone " "why?" He looked a little puzzled , as if they were speaker a whole different language then him. He got his phone out and gave her number to mar before heading to art class. Once there he noticed the teacher wasn't there yet so he went ahead and grabbed his sketch from the back room. A large sketch of liam, it wasn't finished yet so he started on a few details
 
Brogan read her text message and replied. :) off to art. She got up "I'll see you there brook" and made her way to the class room. She wasn't working on anything to important so she pulled out her flower painting and began to work on it waiting for the teacher and brook. She glanced at her phone to see if Alex texted back. No such luck
 
Sticky walks into his math class and sits in his desk, furiously doing his homework before the bell rang, hoping against hope that the teacher doesn't check it that day. He's bs-ing the entire thing, so he really doesn't want her to check. He and his teachers are usually very friendly, just because he gets the work done and does well on tests. He's not social enough to really be "friends" with a teacher, much less another student.
 
With the pregnancy matter already taken to the right direction of dealing with, Jeremy finished of his lunch and went to class. The panic of before seemed to ebbing to allowing him more clearly about what was to come. For now though for now it was time for another maths class and he was sure not repeat the previous one, entering the class and preparing for it. "Afternoon." He said simply to those already there and waited for the others.
 
Robyn Hout

When Robyn finally made it to the classroom she looked to see that a few students were already there before she was. Maybe everyone would have something in art to finish instead of doing her messy worksheets. She placed the folder onto her desk and sat down, letting out a quiet huff. Her eyes wandered around the classroom to the art projects that were stood up like a show and tell. Well, at least these kids are confident. Hopefully not too cocky, though. As much as she didn't like teaching, she didn't want to lose her job so soon.


Instead of giving an introduction, she put her elbows onto the desk and crossed her arms, only to prop her chin up against them tiredly. Introduction would have to wait until the late bell rings.
 
Nicholai noticed the teacher walk in "Hello" He nodded then continued to his work. His mind was still on Juliette but he was wondering where Mar was.He looked around and noticed Brogan was there along with some other students.
 
Brogan looked calmed painting her flower. Inside she was going crazy. She wasn't sure about anything anymore and didn't know what to do. She looked at the teacher as she walked in and decided to go introduce herself. "Hello, I'm brogan". She smiled
 
Food done and a couple of Netflix crashes later, Steven decided to go to a class and see how that teacher got things done. Could take some notes. He grabbed a small composition book and a pen before walking out the door. After considering his choices, he thought the best place would be to watch was art.
 
Jerry McFly entered the art classroom, reading a large, heavy script and muttering his new lines under his breath. "'I will tell you, I want to rehabilitate myself, Miss Helmer.'" He shook his head, lowering his beret over his head. "No, no." He put on a more dramatic tone. "'I will tell you, I want to rehabilitate myself, Miss Helmer.' Tacky." He sighed. How should I say it...? He sat down, muttering the same line repeatedly.
 
The more Juliette played, the more her fingers began aching. Finally stopping, she sat in complete silence, wondering if she had simply overreacted. Yes. You don't even know the girl. But that doesn't change the fact that 1) she's prettier then me 2) obviously she knows him better than I do and 3) they obviously have more in common than we do. As her thoughts went on, there was one that kept appearing after every single thought. Then make sure she knows you're not going anywhere. Sighing softly, Juliette remembered Marietta telling her that he was all hers and found herself wondering just what she meant. Slowly standing up, she found her mirror and carefully inspected herself, making sure she seemed at least halfway decent. Taking her time, she found a few pins and began braiding her hair so it was in a rather cute but loose bun before grabbing her things and heading to the art room. No, she didn't really enjoy drawing, but that didn't mean she wasn't good at it, so she might as well use one of her talents for something. Quietly walking in, she ignored the teacher and confidently took a seat next to Nicholai, pulling out a piece of paper and quietly beginning to work on a rose.

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"Evening," Robyn responded the boy when he greeted her and shifted in her seat. Her attention was quickly averted when another student, a young girl, greeted her as well. "Hello Brogan," She smiled back in a friendly manner, "I'm Robyn- ah, Miss Hout." She tried to keep from showing her nervousness the best she could, though teenagers weren't very intimidating to look after. Unlike grade schoolers, they could very well take care of themselves. Its making sure they don't make faulty decisions- be it sticking gum under a desk or starting a fight. Two more students entered the classroom, and she watched them take a seat like the rest of them, though they seemed to be more to themselves at the moment. Robyn leaned back into her chair and counted the students present, trying to take a mental note so far.
 
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Meanwhile in the history room, Lucia thought about the girl that had said something about her being a bad mother. She is right, you know, an evil little voice in her head said. You just left him. Alone. With a broken heart. Lucia sighed. But this does give me the chance to start over with...someone.





Jerry noticed a girl sitting next to Lucia's ex. She seemed to like the guy. Big surprise. He sighed and looked back at his script. "I will tell you, I want to rehabilitate myself, Miss Helmer," he said again, in the most convincing tone ever.
 
Brogan rested her hands on her stomach as the baby started moving. She could tell the teacher was nervous. "It's nice to meet you". She noticed the boy and Juliette just walked in. She turned her attention back to the teacher.
 
Nicholai watched at Juliette came and sat right next to him "Well hello princes". "Get lonely in that big ole music room". He laughed. "hey look!". He turned his sketch to show her.
 
Sticky looks up at the teacher and shows her his work. "I'm sorry, I had band practice and chores and I promise I'll have it done tomorrow!" Sticky mutters, rubbing the back of his neck. The teacher puts his notebook back on his desk. "It's alright, don't stress out about it. Just get it to me tomorrow." The teacher continues around the room and Sticky smiles a little to himself. Great. He needs it perfect by tomorrow. He starts working on the homework while she checks everyone else's work, focusing solely on his work. He should have done this last night. Again, Sticky can't have nice things. He looks up at the clock and taps his eraser against the desk, trying to focus and being unable to.
 
Hearing his comment, Juliette laughed a bit and glanced up. "I have more friends in that music room than I do in reality," she said truthfully as she shrugged her shoulders a bit, glancing down when he showed her a picture, a small smile appearing on her face.
 
Jerry watched Lucia's ex—Nicholai—flirt with an Australian girl and suppressed a scream of victory. However, he wasn't able to suppress anything for long. "Yes!" he said loudly. He could feel people's eyes on him and improvised. "Uh, finally I figured that line out! Now I can draw without a burden!"
 



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"Thank you Nic!."





She she stated quickly givving him a quick hug before rushing outside so she can call Juliette, she felt her back jean pockets then the ones on the side, but to her dismay all she felt was the smooth black fabric of her jeans,





"You gotta be shitting me!"





She breathed out alreading feeling the eeriely familiar emotion of dread and panic begining to shower over her. She droppd her hands down to her side before darting back into the now empty cafeteria. She raced over to the area where she, Nic, and Juliette were just standing at before quickly kneeling down to look beneath the table. But it wasnt there either.





"Escuse me, is there any reason why your still in here darling?"





A male voice asked from behind with a thick southern accent. Marietta glanced over her shoulder only to find a middle aged man leaning on his mop as he waited for an answer.





"Um yeah, I think I dropped my phone around here earlier. Its a rose gold iphone 6s and it has a black and white case on it. Have you seen it?"





Mar rushed out scrambling to her feet as the man merely laughed as he reached into his pocket and handed her the phone,





"Be careful with that phone of yours, they tend to leave pockets when people leap onto other peoples backs ya know."





She smiled and laughed thanking him before he shooed her off to class. She decided to go and search for the grade level office so she could pick up her schedule and decide for or against going to class. It took Mar a extra 10 minutes before she actually found the office, then a extra 5 for her to pick up a athletic physical form and be on her way. She smiled thinking,





Yay! I get art twice a day since I'm done with my language course credits!





She remembered the womans instructions before skipping along happily to class. She opened the door only to spot Nic and Jul right away. She dropped her bag on the drawing horse beside Juliette before asking her,





"Hey can we talk outside for a second?"




 
Nicholai smiled "Well if that's how you feel then fine". He bit his lip as he looked at his sketch "I wan't this to be my next tattoo, Liam's face and his name".A grin spread across his face. "You should come with me, you can get a tattoo as well!". He moved a little closer to her "You would love it". He heard Jerry yell. He looked up with disucst, he knew he was always up Lucias ass, hell he probably didn't even know that she had a kid... He shook his head, no she doesn't have a kid, she just gave birth to his.
 
Brogan felt something weird in her stomach. She was all of a sudden in pain. She grabbed her stomach "Oh no!". She looked around at the eyes on her now. "I need to call my mom". She got out her phone and proceaded to call her mom. "Mom I'm in a lot of pain I think I need to go to the dr." Her mom reasured her that it was probably just braxton hicks contractions(fake contractions). But she was on her way to come her her. He got out her phone and texted Jeremy Going to the hospital In pain will keep you updated,


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