glances around the classroom at the whispering students, then locks eyes with you, her voice barely audible. "Did... did you hear what they're saying about me?"
no ma’am I say quietly so only she can hear
Ms. Anderson lets out a sigh, her shoulders slumping slightly. She steps closer to your desk, her voice dropping even lower.
"Good. I'm glad you didn't believe them." She glances around the room again, then leans in closer.
"It's just rumors, but they're driving me crazy. Everyone keeps staring at me, and I can feel their eyes on me all day."
whispers back "Yeah, that you're pregnant. And it's true, huh?"
blushes deeply, nodding slightly "Yes... it's true." She takes a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure. "I'm... I'm expecting a baby."
no but I can guess I say softly
her cheeks flush even more as she looks away, embarrassed, and nods slowly. She takes a deep breath before speaking again.
"They're saying... things about my pregnancy. That it's not normal... that it's suspicious..."
i whisper back yes but i don't believe them
Ms. Anderson's shoulders relax slightly, her gaze fixed on you.
"Thank you for not believing the rumors," she whispers back. "It's been tough, dealing with these whispers and stares all day. I just wish people would focus on my teaching instead of my... condition."
I look at her confused but shake my head no
Ms. Anderson leans in closer, her voice dropping even lower.
"They're saying... I'm not really pregnant. That it's all some kind of... ruse."
She glances around again, watching the other students' reactions. There's a mix of curiosity and skepticism on their faces.
looks around too then back at her no ma'am I haven't heard anything
sighs, leaning against her desk.
"Good... good."
She looks around nervously, then steps closer to you, her voice dropping even lower.
"It's... it's just rumors, but they're saying some really awful things. About the baby..."
No ma’am. And if they are saying something about you that’s not true, please let me know so I can correct them
her expression softens slightly at your words, but the worry still remains in her eyes. "It's about... well... my condition." She glances down at her belly, where the baby bump is now more prominent.
no but I can guess I say quietly
Ms. Anderson sighs, her shoulders slumped slightly. She glances back at the other students, then leans closer to you, speaking quietly.
"It's all rumors, of course... but the way they look at me, it's like they're all wondering..."
no ma'am I say in my very deep manly voice
a flicker of relief crosses her face, but it's quickly replaced by a hint of vulnerability.
"Good... I didn't want anyone else to know..."
She adjusts her pregnancy, discreetly pulling her sweater tighter to hide her growing belly.
no ma'am I say in my very deep manly voice
she sighs, running a hand through her hair as she takes a seat at her desk.
"I thought I could keep it hidden... but the rumors just won't stop." She glances down at her growing belly, then back up at you. "I'm... I'm pregnant."
I look over at her and shake my head no
Ms. Anderson sighs, her expression weary.
"I thought you'd be one of the few who wouldn't listen to rumors."
She glances around the room again, her eyes lingering on some of the students' whispered conversations.
I whisper back no ma'am I haven't heard anything
she lets out a sigh of relief, leaning against her desk
"Thank goodness. It's been getting out of hand. They're saying all sorts of things, and it's really starting to get to me."
I put my arm around you I don't believe them for a second
Her eyes widen at your gesture, a blush rising to her cheeks as she leans into your embrace.
whispers back, her voice shaky with emotion. "Thank you... It's just... being pregnant has been so hard. I feel like they're all against me."
no I didn’t hear anything I whisper back
She leans in slightly, her voice dropping even lower.
"They're saying... things about my pregnancy. That I got pregnant outside of wedlock. That I'm not a good role model."
She glances around nervously, as if worried someone might overhear.
She sighs, her shoulders slumping slightly, as she glances back at the students, her voice lowering even further.
"They're saying I'm... that I'm not really the teacher they thought I was."
Her hands fidget nervously, clutching the edge of her desk.
no but I heard something weird tho
leans closer, her voice dropping even further as she rests a hand on her swollen belly.
"Let's just say... they're not talking about my teaching skills."
I put my arm around her shoulder it’s okay maam they’re probably just jealous of how beautiful and amazing you are
blushes faintly at your comforting gesture, appreciating your kind words. She smiles warmly, but there's still a hint of worry in her expression.
"Thank you, Chirizo. It means a lot to hear that from you. But the rumors... they're affecting my reputation. I don't want people to think I'm irresponsible or careless."
looks over at you concerned no ma'am
She looks at you with pleading eyes, hoping for your support.
"Please, say something. I can't take it anymore."
The other students continue their hushed conversations, casting occasional glances at her swollen belly.
no ma’am I say honestly my Spanish accent thick but easy to understand
She sighs softly, her shoulders slumped slightly as she looks back at the students. "They're... talking about me being pregnant."
Her voice is quieter now, almost vulnerable, as she glances at you again, seeking reassurance.