Ella’s POV
“We’ll be late, boys. Let’s hurry.” I said as I dressed the boys and exasperated at how they kept playing and delaying me.
“Where are we going?” Neo asked.
“We are going to have fun.”
“Yeah!”
“Let’s go or we will be late.”
“We won’t be late.”
“We are already late.” I told them, exasperated with the banter that we had going on. “I won’t have the time to buy the cookies I promised you if we get late.”
“Don’t be mean, mum.” They grumbled.
“I’m not being mean, I’m late.” I sighed.
“Go and dress up, mum. We will be ready before you are.” Neo said and they all ushered me out of their room.
“Where is my other shoe?” I heard Nathan ask as I walked towards my room to get ready and hoped that they were right and would be done before I was ready.
I already had my dress ready and I was done in minutes. I was amazed when I walked out of the room and saw the boys already dressed and in the living room chatting with Liam and Kevin.
“You boys are already ready?” I asked, smiling as I walked inside.
“We told you we would get ready.” Neo grinned as he looked up at me.
“Let’s go.” I said to them. “We would be right back.” I said to Kevin and Liam as I walked to the door with the boys right behind me.
“Good luck.” Kevin and Liam said and waved at us. “Be good to mummy.” Kevin added to the boys.
***
“How may I help you?” The principal of the first school smiled at me as I walked into her office.
She had a kind face that I felt bad about lying to her. I could tell she suspected what I was about to do at the sight of the boys and was excited already. I hoped she wasn’t too heartbroken at the end of the day when I come up with an excuse why I wouldn’t be able to register the boys.
“I want to register my kids.” I said, balancing myself on the chair in front of her.
“What class were they in in their previous school?” She asked.
I wasn’t familiar with the academic grades around here and wasn’t about to make a fool of myself nor was I willing to abort the mission.
“What class would a child who is about to be six be in?” I asked, hoping that I find the girl soon.
I wasn’t interested in searching all through the whole schools to find one girl as energetic as I was.
“They are six?” She asked, her eyes widening. “They don’t look six.”
Because they are werewolves, I thought to myself. “They have a tendency to grow bigger and stronger in my family.”
She smiled. “You have got good genes in your family, I’m envious of it.”
“Thank you.” I smiled, grateful for her praises but I wasn’t here for that. I had a purpose and wasn’t about to let her waste my time in case the girl wasn’t here so I could move on.
“Let me call the homeroom teacher of the class they would be in and then we can talk about their application. I’m sure they would love their classmates once they get in there.” She turned to the boys who were seated together on a nearby bench in her office and whispering among themselves. “What do you boys say to making some new friends?”
They looked at her and looked away from her without saying a word.
She turned to me and chuckled. “It seems like they are still shy.”
I doubted that but I didn’t want to hurt her by telling her the truth. My boys had never been shy around anyone, they just didn’t want to reply her and I knew why they had given her an attitude. I had been unable to get them the cookies that they expected me to buy for them before getting here as we were getting late because we hadn’t been able to find a cab on time.
I was going to have a long talk with them later but that would be after we had left here.
“Hmmm,” I said, giving a non-committal response.
“Let me get their teacher.” She said, picking up the telephone on her desk. “I’m sure seeing their colleagues would loosen their tongues.”
“About that,” I said, raising a finger to stop her. “Why don’t we all go to the classroom instead of calling their teacher? I would love to see where my boys would have to stay in to study before I decide to process their schooling documents.”
She smiled as she stood to her feet. “You don’t have to worry about that. They would love the classroom. You would love it as well.”
“Show me, please.” I insisted.
“This way.” She said, moving us to the door.
We all stepped out, moving through the hallway and by the time we got to the classrooms, my heart was already kicking hard with excitement. I knew that it wasn’t likely that I find her but I was excited all the same.
“This is where their classroom would be.” She said as she pointed at the room while we looked though through the window. “Isn’t it conducive and perfect for learning?”
I wasn’t listening to her anymore as soon as she took me to the room and had started checking the students out and scanning their faces. The little kids didn’t know I was there for an investigation and all turned their faces to me, curious about the new faces they saw and enabling me to be able to see the faces of all of them without having to stress myself.
Within minutes, I was done and I didn’t have to pretend to be polite to the principal lady. “I think I’m done checking out the classroom.”
“Shall we go back to my office then?” She said.
“I think we can talk here in the hallway as we walk back to the exit of the school.”
She frowned, seeming to understand the meaning behind my words. “Is there a problem with the classroom? Why don’t you like it?”
I shook my head. “There is nothing wrong with it but there was a particular feature I was looking for that wasn’t there. It’s something the kids are used to seeing in their previous school.” I lied.
My kids had never been in a school as they had a private tutor to themselves instead of mixing with the other children in the pack.
She didn’t also have to know that there wasn’t any particular feature in the classroom I was looking for but rather a particular person, a young girl about to die unless I averted that fate for her.
“Can I know what it is so I can know what to do about it? What is the name of the previous school that they were in?”
I sighed, hoping that she would let go. I wasn’t going to enrol my kids here so it would be better if she didn’t make this hard on any of us. She wouldn’t believe me if I told her what this was really about and would only think that I was crazy. It was better for her to give up now.
I didn’t blame her though. She was a principal of a private school and had to increase the number of kids. I could understand why she was acting desperate to add my kids to the population of the students but unfortunately, I couldn’t help her with her desire.
It wasn’t like I was actually going to register the kids and I didn’t find what I was here to look for so it was wise for me to leave now and move now.
On to the next school.