One Night Standards

Lunch Today

"Are you sure you'll be okay the rest of the day?" Ang asks for the hundredth time, dropping me off to history. 

"Ang, I love you, but if you ask me again, I'm going to kill you," I threaten, smiling sweetly with eyes still brimmed in red. 

"Okay, okay. I'll see you at the end of the day, okay?"

"I'll see you then," I agree, giving her a quick hug before turning into the nearly empty classroom. "Hey Jasper, hey Emmett."

"Hey Darlin'," The blond Hale boy greets, not looking up from his textbook.

"Hey Pip," Em greets as well, slinging his large arm over my shoulder as I sit between them, keeping my face down."Woah, what the hell happened to your face?"

"Excuse me?"

"Emmett!" Jasper scolds, looking up to glare at his brother before turnign to me with a comforting smile. "I think what he meant to ask Em is are you okay? You look like you've been crying."

"Oh, I'm fine. Just a long few weeks," I assure. There's no way I'm telling Edward's older brother's that I might be pregnant with his kid. No way. 

"Are you sure? You're not stressed or worried?" Jasper questions, sharing a look with Emmett. 

I am. Lots of both. 

"No, no, I promise  I'm fine. You boys worry too much," I try to convince, although it's obvious at least on Jasper's part that he doesn't believe me. 

"But if you weren't okay, you'd tell us, right? Or at least tell Rose and Alice?" Emmett asks, his voice rising the slightest to be heard over the bell and the ever increasing volume of the classroom.

"Pssh you people are basically my second family, of course I would."

"Aren't you glad we moved here? You'd be lost without us," Em mocks pushing my shoulder and bumping me into Jasper. 

"Hey, leave me out of this," Jas complains, pushing me back to his brother. "I'm just here, trying to be a good student, and you two are bothering me like this."

"Oh you love me."

"Love us," Emmett corrects, glaring at me jokingly.

"So, what did everyone have for lunch today?" Mr.Thompson questions, entering the room in his daily sweater. 

"What?" Danielle questions, everyone in the room glancing around. 

"I thought this was AP European History?" Jack asks, his hand raised and everyone chuckling. 

Mr.T joins in, taking a seat at his desk. "It is, but I had the best spinach with a chicken breast left over from two nights ago and raspberries, with some balsamic dressing for lunch, so I figured I'd ask. So, starting from the back, Mr.Cullen, what did you have for lunch?"

"Some... eggs?" Emmett asks like a question, making everyone laugh. 

"Eggs? Now that's unique," Mr.T comments, turning next to me. "Ms. Rhodes, what about you?"

"Oh," I mumble, drumming my fingers. "I didn't have lunch today, Mr.Thompson."

"Lunch is very important to your day, Ms. Rhodes," He says with all the caring a father would hold in his tone. 

"I know sir," I acknowledge, not telling him that the reason I didn't eat could be teen pregnancy by my best friend. 

"Good. Okay, now you Mr.Hale?"

"Just a salad from the school salad bar, sir," Jas answers shortly.

"Probably where your brother got the eggs from."

"Probably," Jasper agrees, just as short, letting Mr.T know that he's done with questions. 

"Right, now Zoe-"