A/N: Thank you for all the reviews, I love reading them! Some of you are suspecting Nikki may not want a baby, maybe she does, maybe she doesn't ;) it will all become clear in the upcoming chapters! I hope you enjoy this update. :)
~Mini Peacelet~
Born To Fly - Part 2
Nikki's concentration was negligible, her mind engaged elsewhere than where it should have been; teaching the PRU English. She had merely opened a document containing some questions regarding a novel and projected it onto the smart board, instructing the ruthless kids to read the designated text and answer the set of questions. It was an easy and indolent option - a teaching method she detested - but she didn't feel like applying her focus to Dickens.
An uncomfortable and perturbed ambience was hovering densely over Nikki and Christine. All related to the baby idea. The blonde was cursing herself for ever introducing the topic in the first place, coveting to just have her cherished relationship back to normal. Nikki was quiet - perhaps solitary - and to a certain extent uneasy, she was speaking and contently being civil but her bubbly glint had vanished.
Shattered and irritable. A baby. Christine wanted them to have a baby. Her to carry the infant. The thoughts swirled persistently and angrily in her head. Combined with concealed coverts. She desired to make her wife happy, that was all she had ever wanted to do. And always aspired to do. That included having a child despite her own personal fears and doubts, and reluctance to the entire prospect.
She twirled her blue-inked pen between her fingers pointlessly, staring at the repeated action of the object that was acting as a trivial distraction. Her attention was suddenly captured by the exasperated drone for Rhiannon Salt's voice followed by Gabriella's posh and exclusive accent. Dropping her pen, she addressed the pair, "Gabby, why are you out of your seat? Go sit down and stop distracting Rhiannon. You should be getting on with the work on the board and I do recall stating you did so in silence." She commanded with an authoritative manner, in no mood for the teenagers disruptive behaviour. Why was Gabriella even here, Nikki didn't recall anything regarding her.
"It's Gabriella, Miss. This work is so easy, it's hardly stimulating." The Wark offspring corrected bluntly, loathing her name being shortened to something so average, common and tacky.
"Gabriella, why are you even in here?" The brunette was perplexed at to the reason the affluent teen was present and attending her class. She had received no advanced warning that she would be joining the pupil referral unit - and to her knowledge had no basis for her to actually be removed from mainstream lessons. Gabriella was an over achieving student the school were honoured to have; the PRU was designed for under achieving kids.
The pretty teen shrugged, "Mrs Mulgrew put me in here." She stated sincerely, returning for her rightful seat, sighing dramatically as she raised her phone from the table with her perfectly manicured fingers, flicking innocently through her messages.
"Put your phone away, you know the rules, no phones in class." Christine hadn't informed her of this important change, "Oh," she muttered mutedly and began doodling on a piece of scrap paper.
"Didn't she tell you, Nikki?" She smirked slyly, ingenuously calling the former army captain Nikki as though she had the right to address her teacher by her first name despite evidently knowing better. Everyone had become conscious of the head teacher and deputies relationship although they were always strictly professional at the school. Her phone didn't move an inch, secure in her grasp, "No. I need something to entertain me. Besides, the content is actually quite interesting. A little birdie tells me that Kevin's been sleeping with another girl; tall, skinny, brunette and much more classy than Dynasty." She shot a cunning glare at Dynasty who was ready to rear already having grudges with the wealthy girl.
Nikki regained her equilibrium swiftly and marched over to the blonde who was adding to her foul mood, "That's enough, Gabriella. It's Miss Boston to you. This is now confiscated and you can have it back at the end of the day." She had to stamp her poise and assertion from the very beginning, swiping the phone from Gabriella's hands and returning to her desk, grateful as the bell rung indicating that it was now break time.
As her class filed out the room, the brunette locked the door and paced to Christine's office to learn about why Gabriella Wark had been placed in the referral unit. As she entered her wife's confined yet modern office, she perceived the blonde perched at her desk with body language that signified she was flustered and aggravated. They may have been finding each others company a little awkward, but she still cared deeply for her lover. "What's wrong?" She queried, concluding the Gabriella situation could wait.
"Simon and his bloody resilience education!" She huffed as she massaged her throbbing temples in hope for some soothing effect.
The deputy frowned, "Don't you think it's a good idea? It offers more opportunities for those kids who are less suited to academic stuff." It was her honest opinion to the new scheme that Simon was zealous to introduce permanently as part of the curriculum.
"I do think it's a good idea and seems to be having positive effect but I wish he would shut up about it. He can't take small steps, he just wants to get way ahead of himself! All he keeps going on about is the camp he wants to arrange in the summer, it's only April!"
"I'll have a word with him." Nikki replied and leant against the edge of Christine's desk, "I came to ask you about Gabriella Wark, she's been in the PRU this morning - definitely making her presence known. Did I miss something?"
"That's my fault, sorry." Christine sighed, remembering that she had forgotten to inform her other deputy about the joint decision her and Simon had decided with everything that was currently happening.
The brunette nodded, "Is there a specific reason? She hardly fits the criteria as an under achieving student. She's the complete opposite of that."
"Academically, she's way ahead of our other pupils and because she's not learning anything new, she's started yo become disruptive and making a nuisance of herself which is hindering others education. The PRU creates schemes to fit each child's individual requirements, so the idea was that we set her some challenging work to motivate her and she can't distract people in there because we all know you will keep her in line." She explained and sipped a mouthful of her lukewarm coffee.
"Okay, I'll get it sorted as soon as possible." Nikki nodded, rising to her feet and ambling to the door. Hand clasped around the metal handle - a contrast to her clammy palm - she paused and pirouetted around on her feet, chewing her lip subconsciously, "About this baby thing...I'm not against it or anything, I was just wondering if you could be the one to carry the baby?" She questioned with apprehension. She would be more enthusiastic to the concept and warm to it more if Christine was the one to carry the child.
Christine allowed her orbs to engage with Nikki's dazzling eyes, "It would be better if you carried the baby, purely because you are the other side - correct side - of forty to me. If I was to go through with it, there would be more risks and most certainly complications. The pregnancy would more likely be more straightforward and easy for you."
"I'm not that young, but I understand." She could relate to Christine's logic but it didn't make things any simpler for her. She just wanted to make her wife happy.