"Would you like to explain this to me?" Christine said sternly, holding up the test.
Imogen still looked uneasy; she hadn't yet turned to face Christine. Connor squeezed her, reassuring her a little and a weak smile flashed across her face. Christine walked around them so she could see Imogen's face.
"You know it's rude not to look at someone when they are talking to you!"
"Mum, leave her alone, she's not feeling very well!" said Connor as he stepped infront of Imogen.
"And whose fault is that?!" snapped Christine. She turned away so she could calm herself down. What should I do? I don't want to push him away again... Her thoughts were interrupted by footsteps echoing above them. They looked up to see Mr Byrne coming down the stairs. Great Connor thought could this get any worse?
"I wasn't aware it was break now," he said
"Me and Connor where just heading back to class Mr Byrne..." Imogen whispered. Michael nodded and Connor and Imogen walked down the corridor towards maths.
"Christine, are you all right..."
Christine just stood still; Michael put his arm around her and took her to his office.
They sat down at the table. For a few moments they were silent, both of them waiting for the other to speak. Neither of them had said a word on the way to the office, and still Christine said nothing.
Michael walked over to his desk. "Sonya, can you get Connor Mulgrew and Imogen Stewart to come to my office please?" Michael said through his phone, he looked over to see Christine still sitting in silence. He went back to the table and resumed his place next to Christine.
A few moments later, there was a slight knock at the door before Connor and Imogen appeared.
"You wanted to see us Mr Byrne," Connor said glancing over to his mother (still not saying anything).
"Now, I don't know what is going on here, but you need to sort it out. If you want me to leave I will..." he was interrupted by Christine.
"Imogen, I'm sorry about the way I reacted earlier, but as you can guess, this is a big deal..."
"It's Okay Mrs Mulgrew, I understand," Imogen smiled. "Mr Byrne, I think there is something you should now, it's going to affect my school work. I'm pregnant,"
Michael looked to the floor and nodded, "Alright you two can go, we are prepared to offer anything we can to you both," he gave them a slight smile as they walked out of the room.
Once they were in the corridor, both of them lent against the wall, not really wanting to go back to class.
"I'll be here for you," Connor whispered, but he didn't get an answer, he just saw Imogen run down the corridor towards the bathrooms again. Connor sighed and followed her. This is going to be a long nine months! He laughed to himself.