His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 168: Little Lawyer

Moana

“You know…” Ella frowned and folded her arms, puffing out her chest confidently before I could say anything. After those little girls nastily called her a half-blood and shoved her, I had expected Ella to come to me crying and that I would have to send them to the headmistress’s office, and all on my first day of teaching. But instead, Ella stood up straight and took on a confident air that I hadn’t expected from her.

“Buzz off,” one of the other little girls said, waving her hand dismissively. “We don’t bother with half-bloods. You smell.” She pinched her nose, causing the other girls in her group to giggle.

“You’re really mean!” Ella replied. “Why do you have to say things like that? Didn’t your parents ever teach you to treat everyone equally and with respect?”

The little girls giggled nastily at Ella’s comment. Even though Ella was confident, I was well aware of how school bullies functioned, and I knew that she wouldn’t get through to them. I would have to speak to their teacher or even their parents, and that would be the only way to stop the bullying. Even then, many kids continued to be bullies regardless of the repercussions. It was sad that Ella had to realize this on her first day of school, but it was the truth.

“Ella,” I said finally, stepping in. “Take your seat. I’ll handle this.”

ignored me and kept reprimanding

you were half human too, or even a whole human, you wouldn’t like it if anyone else said mean things to you. My daddy always

abilities; she seemed to have gotten it from her father, I thought to myself. The mean

and

little girl said — I recognized her as

girl, the one who introduced herself as Stacie earlier, said loudly. “You’re always bullying everyone! You’re just a

more insults got thrown around. “Let’s all settle down.” I then looked down at the mean girls, who were still sitting on the floor but whose faces were all beet red by now, and I frowned. “I won’t send

three nasty little girls nodded, clearly regretting their actions. I ordered them to sit at desks and revoked their privilege to sit

mom,” she said

across the room. One of the kids who was sitting with Ella jumped up and exclaimed, “Ella, the new

anything other than my first name. Not only

“She’s

I quickly blinked

“But she works at an office. My dad says that she’s a ‘pencil pusher’. I don’t know what

and finally decided to cut the discussion short and begin my lesson

fun games so the children could get comfortable with me, and then ended the class with a coloring session. I actually got along well with all of the kids, and even the nasty girls seemed to have settled down their bad behavior. Soon enough, the half hour of the class flew by and the childrens’ teacher came to take them back to their classroom. Ella and all of the other kids waved at me as they left, and I couldn’t wipe the smile off of my