Free The Quarterback's Love Child (A Secret Baby Sports Romance Book 1) by Stephanie Brother Page B

immediately. Maybe the first time she had lunch with me, he had let it slide. Or had he been busy, not paying attention? I found that hard to believe. There were only two hundred students in the school, so it would be hard not to notice or even be told about our previous lunch together.
    I didn’t know what to think about it.
    There was a battle of wits as they looked at each other.
    Would Principal Hopkins go as far as to dismiss Mrs. Turner, because we had lunch together?
    Maybe?
    Especially, seeing as I thought him to be petrified of my dad. He had a way of putting him in his place, like the Prom, which was going to happen in the next few weeks. The first time in a decade that Stowe Peaks High has been allowed to have one, after the last one resulted in a couple of students kissing outside. After that, my dad, the Great Father Roger, declared that it had encouraged promiscuity and that they should be banned. But for some reason this year, he had decided to lift the ban.
    All the students were happy they could go to Prom. They would have a good time. That was, all the students apart from me.
    I didn’t want to get Mrs. Turner in trouble, soon I would be gone and she would be here having to suffer the consequences of her actions. They could say that she had helped me escape. I stuffed the last piece of lemon chicken in my mouth, hating the so-called joys of pregnancy. Before, I’d used to love eating it, but now anything citrus just made me feel sick.
    I stood up quickly and said, “It doesn’t matter, because I’ve finished.”
    Principle Hopkins scolded, “But you didn’t eat your rice.”
    I shrugged, “Really? I’m not too hungry. I actually feel sick. Can I be excused?”
    I said it so innocently that any fears that they both had seemed to disappear.
    She smiled and said, “Of course, my dear. Maybe go and get some fresh air, that normally works.”
    I nodded, “I will do.”
    As I walked away so did Principal Hopkins, but I could feel their eyes on me. Too scared to know if they were watching me, I avoided their stares as I put the lunch tray away and headed outside to sit in the shade, alone in the school yard once again.
     
     
     

Chapter Twenty Two
    Michelle
     
    I could see them all from my window. I watched as they left in the limo that they had hired. Everyone was excited about being able to go to Prom once again, something that hadn’t happened in a long time in Stowe Peak.
    “Your father and I will be going too,” I turned around to realize that my mom was talking to me. That was all she ever did, speak to me when it came to giving me my instructions for that day. It was as if she wanted to show that not only did dad have authority over my miserable life, but she did too.
    “Where?” I asked, acting as if I hadn’t overheard them in the kitchen arguing about leaving me at home. They hadn’t done it in months and, with my pregnancy starting to show, they were worried about doing it again.
    “Well, it’s not like he can get her pregnant again after he’s already done it,” Mom had said to dad, telling him that there was no reason for both of them to stay at home. I was sure that she was secretly wanting to go, wanting to be part of the main event of the year that hadn’t happened for so long.
    “Yes, but I don't want him anywhere near her. He may get ideas,” Dad had argued back, and I knew exactly what he meant. Being alone with me may give Carl the idea to run off with me and then we would both be out of this miserable town and away from them.
    “I will watch him as if my life depends on it. Make sure that he doesn’t leave the school and that he doesn’t come back here.”
    Dad offered another suggestion, “And I will unplug the phone in case she decides to call him.”
    If it was anyone else’s parents then it would have been comical. I would have laughed hearing them debate about ways to keep us apart. But, they were talking about Carl. The man whose baby I was carrying and