Chapter 2

A woman with pink hair and a weird outfit had just walked into the principal’s office and saw my breasts. I was in such shock of not only being caught but also of her appearance that I was frozen in place and I wasn’t covering up. The next thing I knew the principal was next to me opening my hands and rolling my sweater down my body.

She whispered in my ear, “Let’s try to keep some dignity in front of new people please.”

I had finally snapped to my senses and asked, “Why is Nurse Joy here?”

“Nurse who? This is Nurse Stacy Gillan.” Principal Summers turned to the other woman and asked, “Did you bring what I asked?”

“Don’t worry Carmen. It’s fine if she calls me that. It’s obvious this young and very well endowed woman has great taste if she knows who Nurse Joy is. She’s a character from the anime series Pokemon. Besides the students already call me Nurse Joy anyway. They all know I enjoy anime and love to cosplay. Heck some of them have even helped me with my cosplay a few times. Some of us were in the process of fixing up my hair and costume when you called. Speaking of your call, yes I do have that item. Along with a few spares just in case.” Nurse Gillan said.

“So you’re the one my Daughter is talking about when she mentions Nurse Joy. You and I need to have a serious talk. Okay, can you explain how to use that item to Miss Calway?” Principal Summers gestured to me.

I wanted to tell them that I already knew how to use a pregnancy test but the words that escaped my lips were, “Did you say I was endowed? I thought that was only for a guy’s ... um, privates.”

The two women looked at one another then Nurse Gillan handed me a box and said, “Not really sure about that. Here in our community at least it goes for the Male’s privates as well as women’s bosom. Now if you head into the restroom right there you can take the test. I have helped plenty of young women use those so I can tell you what to do if you’d like.”

I looked to where the Nurse was pointing and was surprised. The principal actually had her own private restroom.

After the shock wore off, I said, “My mom trained me on how to use pregnancy tests. So I think I’m good. Thank you though.” After locking the door and opening the box it didn’t take long for me to open the door and say, “This is a bit more advanced than the ones I was trained with. It also doesn’t help the instructions aren’t in English or even Japanese.”

A few minutes later I called out for help.

“What’s wrong Erica?” Nurse Gillan asked.

I was shaking as I said, “I’m too nervous to check the test. Can you do it for me?’

Shortly after I felt a hand gently rub my head then she said, “You don’t need to worry. It says you’re not pregnant. These are very accurate but you can take another test if you’d like.”

I felt like I could breathe again. But a part of me was a little saddened. In a way, I had wanted his baby. I shook my head and said, “I don’t think that’ll be necessary right now. I trust you. Can I keep that test though?”

“I guess congratulations are in order. You seemed worried that you were pregnant. But I do have some bad news for you. I was just informed that one of the courses you wanted is full. Which I should have been informed about earlier. So do you still want sleep studies? Part of that can be done from your home.”

I looked over the paper and asked, “What kind of benefits do we get for these? What would the schedule be? And what the heck is extreme animal husbandry?”

Nurse Gillan blushed and said, “I think we’ll talk about that last question later.”

“Well for the sleep studies we’d like you to come in once a week to sleep at one of the facilities but on your regular days, you’d need to stay anywhere from half an hour to an hour after school for different testing. And you’d also get paid lunches for you and your father. You’d also get a little spending cash for either school supplies or other items, maybe even for your other meals. For the other subjects, you’d get even more money to help you out. These pages have the pay you’d get for them,” Principal Summers said.

Before I even looked at the pages I asked, “There were a couple subjects that I was interested in. What’s involved with the Drama production and the Genetic Manipulation project or whatever it was called? They don’t actually transform us into mutants do they?”

“Oh, she is cute Carmen. But no we don’t actually transform you into anything. Well not at the level you’d be taking. And the students at higher levels are changed back, mostly. It is kind of like you’d meet with scientists and helping them out. Giving them your opinions on some of their projects. And maybe giving them ideas. It’s all complicated. I can give you a pamphlet if you’d like. And I’ll let Carmen explain the other one. Because I’ve got to use the little girl’s room.” Nurse Gillan explained.

I saw Nurse Gillan pat a rectangular bulge from her dress that looked a lot like the box she gave me before she walked into the restroom.

Principal Summers rolled her eyes and said, “Our school is very big on plays. We go all out. Kind of like how some schools love sports. The Drama production is where you help to build the elaborate sets and sometimes even the costumes and possibly even the scripts. Does that sound like something you’d like to do?”

“I do like writing stories. But I’ve never been really good at building or sowing. I would probably be more into it if I didn’t have these huge things weighing me down.” I said the last part grasping my breasts.

Principal Summers thought for a moment. While she did I looked over the new papers. The genetic program paid pretty well. And the Drama production did as well but not nearly as much.

Finally, Principal Summers said, “Tell you what. You can do the Genetic Manipulation and the Sleep Studies programs and I’ll talk to the Drama department to see if they’d be willing to help you out with your writing. If they’re okay with that you won’t get paid nearly as much but you’d still get to work with them. And you’d possibly get to meet my daughter. She’s in that program.”

Soon after Nurse Gillan walked out looking as if she’d seen a ghost, “I’m pregnant.”

She just stood there and I quietly asked the Principal, “Why doesn’t she look happy?”

“Probably because she and her husband were just reunited after his tour,” the Principal explained.

“Oh. So you’re saying she, um, cheated on him?” I asked.

Nurse Gillan firmly said, “I most certainly did not cheat on him. He’s the only lover I’ll ever need. It’s just that we had a plan. And when he got back we celebrated and I guess we did something that threw that plan of ours out the window. How am I going to tell him?”