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her that he just
couldn’t get out of his mind. Three days, then she would be
his; he’d make sure of that.
    *****
    Bianca walked around
in a funk for three days. How could she miss someone so much that she
just met? She was being ridiculous. Glancing at her reflection in the
mirror she patted her hair, the natural curls framing her heart
shaped face. Today was her first day back to work and she didn’t
want to be late or make a bad impression because she was hoping they
would hire her as a full time teacher when she had finished her
classes. She loved being a teacher’s aide for the kindergarten
class but it would be so much nicer to have her own class and make
lessons. Two more classes of student teaching left and she would be a
teacher. One last pat of her hair and she was ready. Snatching her
bag and purse from the counter as she walked by, Bianca made her way
out the door with a lot of time to spare. She hated being late, it
gave her anxiety.
    Once
in the car, she began to think about Alex again, driving on autopilot
to the school she had been a teacher’s assistant at for four
years. Why was she torturing herself by staying away from him? That’s
right, self preservation. Too many times had she been burned by
jumping into a relationship too soon. But
this feels so different, she thought as
she pulled into a parking spot behind the school. Sighing, Bianca
looked out over the playground where the little ones were having
morning recess. It was more of a way for the parents to drop off and
the kids to burn some energy before they had to be inside all day.
The school was tiny, kindergarten through third grade with only one
classroom for each grade, but she loved the school and the faculty
and didn’t want to be anywhere else. Bianca waved at the
kindergarten teacher she worked with, Mrs. Jensen, as she approached
the school.
    “Good morning,
Bianca,” She called, wrangling children into a line.
    “Good morning,
Mrs. Jensen,” Bianca responded, the woman was old enough to be
her grandmother and Bianca felt strange calling her by her first
name.
    The old woman
smiled, patting her bluish gray helmet of curls as she hurried the
children inside. Bianca’s heels clacked on the concrete as she
made her way around the front of the school. She didn’t have to
wear heels to be a teacher’s assistant but it made her feel
more professional. The front office was abuzz as Bianca entered the
building. The school secretary was signing kids in late already and
taking parent packets while the children talked noisily, catching up
with friends they missed all summer. Bianca waved at them and signed
in, then hurried down the hall to her classroom. When she entered the
room, Mrs. Jensen was gathering the kids around the carpet for the
announcements and prayer. Bianca slipped into the small back room
that Mrs. Jensen used for an office and locked her purse and bag
inside of the closet. She smiled broadly at the little faces that
greeted her when she took her place on the carpet next to Mrs.
Jensen. Their eyes were wide with wonder, excitement and some fear at
their first full day of school as ‘big kids’. Bianca just
loved teaching kindergarten and even though it was a lot of work she
enjoyed every minute of it.
    After announcements
and the pledge, Bianca began to set up the first activity while Mrs.
Jensen herded the children to the tables. She set out paint and
aprons and began to pour it into the cups set into the six easels at
the back of the room. Needing more red paint, Bianca walked back to
the closet where her purse was stored, hoping there was a second
bottle. Mrs. Jensen was notorious for ordering supplies too late and
they went without certain colors for months at a time in previous
classes. Just as she was about to close the closet after locating and
retrieving the paint, Bianca’s phone rang. Normally she
wouldn’t answer her phone at work, but she was expecting a call
from her doctor sometime this week with test