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❝ 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘺. ❞
in which a purple-haired rebel try to convince a red-haired nerd, who is keeping a secret, to run away with her.
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IF CHERYL WAS BEING HONEST, she hated her life right now. She was possibly pregnant as the chances of not being pregnant were not in her favor. Not to mention, she was throwing up every morning and felt nauseous. But she hadn't taken a pregnancy test yet, so maybe just maybe it was all a false alarm.
"Maybe, it's just food poisoning?" Suggested Chanel, who sat next to her. "You know how those symptons are also very similar to pregnancy."
She, Toni, Chanel, and Kathleen was in Chanel's hospital room. Cheryl sat on the bed with Chanel. Toni sat in the chair next to her while Kathleen leaned on the edge of the hospital bed. Daisy wasn't able to come as she had tutoring sessions.
"I don't know," Shrugged Cheryl. "Maybe it is but I feel like I would know if it was food poisoning."
"Oh," Nodded Chanel, biting her lips. "Then, I got nothing, Cher, I'm sorry-"
"Don't apologize," Sighed Cheryl, rubbing her temple. "It's my fault as I got drunk and didn't use protection when I did it with Reggie-"
"Does he know?" Asked Kathleen, perking up. "Does Reggie know that you're possibly pregnant?"
Cheryl bit her lips and nodded, "He does know-we talk about it before."
"What did he say?" Asked Toni, raising an eyebrow. "You don't have to answer that question if it makes you feel uncomfortable."
"Oh, it's fine," Blushed Cheryl, shaking her head. "He says that, um, he'll support me financially but for that to happen, he needs to know if I'm actually pregnant."
"Oh?" Said Chanel, furrowing her eyebrows. "Will he be there for the potential baby?"
"Ugh, I don't know," Groaned Cheryl, sitting upright. "I mean, it's fine if he doesn't but I would like him to be there-I don't even know him that well."
"That's why you don't get drunk and fall into bed with someone, Cheryl," Scolded Kathleen, shaking her head.
"I know, Kat!" Yelled Cheryl, rolling her eyes. "Don't you think I know?!"
Kathleen's eyes widened, and she bit her lips. Cheryl blinked and looked away in shame from the tone in her voice. Out of the corner of her eyes, Cheryl could see Kathleen fidgeted with her diamond bracelet.
"I-I'm sorry," Apologized Kathleen. "I'll be back, I-I just need to get some air."
Kathleen turned around, and her heels clicked throughout the silent room. When Cheryl heard the door closed, she slowly looked up to see Toni's pitiful eyes, and her lips were in a thin line.
