Chapter 13: Being Professional.

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*Tris Pov*

"Tris this is my fifth time waking you up. WAKE UP! We are going to be late for school!" Christina yells in my ear.

"Ugh leave me alone. I am freaking 6 months pregnant and this baby keeps on kicking me" I playfully snap at her. After a few more moments I get up and waddle my way into her purple bathroom.

It is getting so hard to do most daily activities. I walk around with Christina at the park trying to stop waddling. My back hurts a whole bunch and my feet is swollen. I spend a lot of time spending the night at Christina's because I get hot easily even though it has been kinda cold outside. It's the beginning of April and still kinda windy and cold. They don't call it the windy city for nothing.

After my shower I dry off and put on my undergarments and gurddle. I slide on a pair of black high waist skinny jeans, A black V-neck, and a curry yellow v neck cardigan with Ethnic print on the sleeves. I grab my pair of all black chuck taylors and smile at Christina sitting down on her computer chair.

"Help?" I ask and she playfully rolls her eyes and helps put on my socks and shoes.

"Ooh! Let me do your hair and make up to make Four feel like 'damn, I left that?'" She says and I roll my eyes.

"Trust me Christina, I am six months pregnant, I am nowhere close to hot" I say and she hits me.

"Shut up and just relax"

"Didn't you say we were going to be late?" I say and she holds her hand up to me like she is going to pop my hand, Like when parents do that to their children, Trust me, I know this from experience.

She puts liquid eyeliner on me, Mascara, and a bit of dark brown eyeshadow and then puts some red lip liner arround my lips and then fills it in with red lipstick lastly a little bit of blush.

The hairstyle she does is kinda like how Ariana Grande hair style is, She puts a mini ponytail at the top and curls the rest and hangs it across my shoulder. I put on gold pearls and a gold chain with a pair of Black Eyeglasses.

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"I think I might dye my hair back after I-um-give birth and all" I say and it all hits me like a ton of bricks.

I have to physically go into labor and physically push this baby out. I'M HAVING A FREAKING BABY!

"Oh my goodness Tris, Stop freaking out, Yes, you have to physically push this baby out, If it was mentally, It would be very scary and painful, Did you think that this was all a dream the whole time. And yes before you ask you spoke out loud" Christina pulls me into the girls bathroom.

"Wow" I start to hyperventilate and fanning myself. "I mean yeah, I guess I was still in shock, For six months. Christina.....I'm going to be a mom" I start to cry and she hugs me and rubs my back. My belly kinda seperating us.

"Dont Cry" She says her voice cracking a little bit. "Your going to ruin your make up"

For once I laugh, Like really hard. A teacher walks in and just stares at us then uses the bathroom. Christina fixes my make up and we walk in the hallway.

She has to go to math but I have a study hall that starts in five minutes.

"See you later. Thanks alot Christina" I say and give her another hug.

"Your welcome, and don't try to pass out while I'm gone" She laugs and walks away.

On my way there I stop by Tori's room. I knock on her door and see no students in there, She is setting at her desk grading papers.

"Yes Tris?" She smiles.

"Can I talk to you please?"

"Sure. Shut your door on the way in please."

I shut the door and sit in front of her at the desk and place my bag on top of the table.

"Um, How do I put this? Look, I um, Well, I-"

"Spit it out"

"I'm pregnant. Six months."

"Who's the father?"

"Four"

"Lots of girls get pregnant around your age Tris-"

"I don't want to be like other girls, I'm not those girls."

"Why are you telling me this?" She asks softly.

"I um, Your the only adult I told I need to tell someone. Christina knows"

"So you haven't told your parents?"

"No"

"Do you go to doctor's appointments?"

"Yes"

"How are things looking?"

"Good, I don't know the gender but the doctor said that I am doing well"

"Thats good"

After talking some more, We established that I would keep in touch and that if I ever need passes or anything from her then don't hesitate to ask.

I go into the Study hall room just as the bell rings and I take my seat on the stool at the high desk.

Of course Cara and Four is being all touchy lovey. I roll my eyes and put in my headphones listening to my newest favorite song. I'm Not The Only One by Sam Smith. Describes my situation perfectly.

I sometimes catch Four looking at me and I roll my eyes and continue texting Christina.

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I sigh loudly as I plop down on the couch at home and close my eyes. My feet hurt so freaking bad.

Josh sits directly on my lap and I push him off of me, thinking of the baby.

Of course he doesn't know, he does not mean no harm. He attempts to get in a wrestle fight with me but I have to tell him stop.

"Okay guys, We have some news" Mom and Dad walks in to the bedroom.

"We're not moving again are we?" Caleb says cooly as he sits on the arm of the couch and farts in Josh's face and I gag and stare at them, Ew, Josh pushes him off and pounds him with the pillow, boys. I hope I have a girl. Not to be sterotypical but I would rather take a girl.

"No we are not moving, We are having dinner tonight with Mr. Eaton, Mrs. Eaton and his Son, Four."

My heart drops in my stomach and I almost pass out, What did I ever do to deserve this?

Hey guys there will be a part two to this. Plus this is my new schedule, Starting on Sunday hopefully.

Monday: High School Pregnancy

Tuesday: Sing (Burlesque)

Wednesday: Powers

Thursday: Famous

Friday: No War

Saturday: High School Pregnancy

Sunday: Sing

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