Will pulled the car into the parking lot, smiling at the Glee kids who stood by the doors to the main entrance.
"Hey, Mr Schue, Miss P!" they called as we got out of the car. I smiled at them, taking hold of Will's hand. 'I'm so lucky to have such a great fiance. He's so good with the kids, too. One day...' I thought.
"Do you know what I love the most about living with you?" he asked, letting go of my hand and putting his arm round my waist instead.
"Um..." I said, pretending to think. "Having someone to remind you to make your side of the bed?" I laughed, as he gently tried to trip me up.
"Hey! I'm not that bad anymore! No, what I love the most is walking into school with you, every morning, showing everyone else how much I love my beautiful fiance," he said, kissing my lips infront of everyone.
"Will! Not here! Everyone will see!" I said, laughing as he continued to kiss me in the busy corridor. I tried wiggling away from him and accidentally bumped into Principle Figgins as he was coming out of his office.
"Miss Pillsbury, Mr Schuester! I hope you know that these shenanagons are not acceptable in a public school! Think of the children; you should be setting an example!" Will and I couldn't keep hold of our laughter. I had to bite the insides of my cheeks and I could see Will's shoulders shaking up and down. I nudged him subtely.
"Oh, um sorry, sorry. It wont happen again, bye, Will! See you at break!" I said, blowing Will a kiss and hurrying off to my office, trying not to laugh.
My office smelt of the white lillis Will had brought for me after he won his teacher's award. I smiled; memories of the previous weekend popping into my head. I sat at my chair, ready for the long week ahead of me. It can get really boring, not many of the kids come to see me anymore because they feel like they know everything already. I let out a sigh and decided to rearrange my pamphlets. I was just getting started when I heard footsteps in my office.
"Emma," that voice was unmistakably recognizable; Sue Sylvester. I was a little taken aback as this is one of the first times she's ever actually called me by my proper name.
"Sue, what can I do for you?" I said, sitting back in my chair and placing my hands in front of me on the desk. For some reason, even though Sue had been acting so sweet to Will and I since she had been pregnant, I still was wary of her actions. She sat down in one of the chairs opposite my desk; another surprise as I don't think she's ever actually sat down in my office before.
"Emma, look, I want to get this out as quickly as possible okay, and not that it's any of my business but did you and Will have sex the other night?" my eyes widened. I knew she could tell. From the way she had said "Why do you look different?".
"Um... no? Sue, I'm a little confused. Um, why do you er want to know?" I said, trying to divert myself by rearranging the things on my desk.
"I knew it. I thought you were better than that, Emma. I thought you were gonna wait, you know, until you were married. How do you know Will isn't going to let you down?"
My nostrils flared and I flicked my hair out of my eyes, "Sue, I really don't think this is erm any of your business. So if you could, er, leave now, please? I've got a lot of-" I suddenly felt like I was going to be sick. "Oh, God, I think I'm going to be sick," I said, putting my hands to my mouth. 'Please don't let me be sick, please don't let me be sick...' I thought to myself.
"Dear God, you're pregnant. The first time you have sex and you don't even use protection. I should have known; people who act innocent are all sex maniacs."
"Look, Sue," I put my hands to my temples. "I need to go the restroom, sorry!" I got up and ran out of the room, down the corridor and past Will.
"Emma? Where are you going? What's wrong?" he shouted after me.
I pushed the door open and ran into a cubicle, locking the door before I flushed the chain and threw up in the toilet.
"Ewwww," I said, kneeling over the dirty, germ-filled bowl. I pushed my hair out of my face and gagged violently, tears spilling from my eyes. I couldn't really be pregnant, could I? We'd taken precautions. 'Of course you're not pregnant, probably just something you ate' I thought to myself. I tried to remember what I'd aten over the past few days. There was the meal Will and I had had at the hotel. Probably just that. I flushed the chain and stepped out of the cubicle. I felt all dirty and wanted to go home. Instead, I'd have to make do with the shower in the sick bay.
After I was all cleaned up, I made my way to the teacher's lounge. I was feeling really hungry, even though I'd only had my honey on toast less than 2 hours ago.
I walked through the door and saw Shannon, eating her chicken at our usual table. I waved and smiled at her and made my way over.
"Hey, Shannon! Did you get home alright the other day?" I asked, taking my carrot sticks out from my bag.
Shannon swallowed what she had in her mouth and wiped the greasy chicken residue from her mouth; I hate when people do this in public, but I didn't say anything, "Yeah, I sure did! Um, Em, can I have a word in your office, please?" she looked kind of desperate.
I smiled at her, "Sure, sure, that's fine! After break, yeah?"
"That'd be great, thanks Em. Hey, look, it's Will! Will hi!" she shouted in her loud, deep voice.
Will came and sat next to me, kissing my cheek. "Hey, sweetheart. Hi, Shannon. Emma, can you please explain why Sue was sat in your office causing you to run out like that?"
My cheeks reddened, even though I have nothing to hide, "I... um... um," Sue appeared behind Shannon, standing over our table. 'Please, please don't say anything,' I thought.
To my surprise, she actually helped me in the situation, "Ah, Will, you see, when you discovered me in Emma's office, I had just told her about something absolutely disgusting in the toilets, hence why she ran down the corridor like that. I would tell you what it was, but, it's just so disgusting I can't explain. Now, if you don't mind, I'm gonna go and get a piping hot coffee. See you later, Will, Emma." she said, walking off in her usual manner. I stared after her. What was she playing at?
"Oh, thank God that's all it was. I've been so worried, Em. I thought it was something serious. Anyway, I have to go, I'm preparing a surprise for the kids," he said, leaning down and kissing my head. "Bye, Shannon."
"Do you want to come to my office now, to talk about what you wanted to talk about?" I asked.
"Sure, sure, okay." she said, getting up. I noticed she didn't have her wedding ring on. Had she had it on at nationals? I couldn't rememeber.
I sat down at my desk, Shannon sitting opposite me.
"Emma. Cooter and I... I left him," she began sobbing. I got up and put my arm around her.
"I gathered; your ring isn't on. Um... why? What happened? Do you... do you want to talk about it?" I said, handing her a tissue.
"No, no, it's fine. I just needed to do it, for myself. But I loved him, you know? I really did,"
"Aw, Shannon. I understand. But I guess it was for the best, right?"
"Yeah, it was. Thanks, Em. You're a good friend," she said, smiling at me through her tears.
"That's what friends are for, right?" I said, smiling back.
In my lunch break, I went to the shop and brought a pregnancy test. I really needed to know if I was just being paranoid or if I was actually pregnant. I hid it in my handbag and went back to school, discovering Will in the teachers lounge.
"Hey," I said, kissing him.
"Where did you go? I've been waiting for you,"
"Oh, sorry Will, I had to go to the shop, I... er, I ran out of hand sanitizer,"
"I thought you'd stopped using it?" he asked, sounding worried. My OCD had got a lot better lately, thanks to Will. I was only having two showers a day and I only clean the bathroom every two days.
"I have, I just want it for... precautions," I smiled, eating my sandwich.
That night, Will and I drove home. I made sure I went straight to the bathroom; taking my bag with me.
I'd never used a pregnancy test before; I guess I'd never needed to use one. I sat on the toilet nervously waiting for the test to get the data it needed. I shook the test several times, not daring to look. My heart beated fast and I saw it; the little red sign that means 'positive'.