total drama high school
I have personally looked absolutely everywhere for the storyline in my head so please correct me if it's the exact same as someone else's.
this book is definitely a trust the process 😭
first book i ever wrote so ur welcome...
a/n not me binging gossip girl- wait pause- courtney is blair- go back-
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Heather. It had been almost a month since I found out and still not most people know. I just couldn't be known as the school "slut" I just couldn't. I come from extremely strict parents, well, mother so I knew I would be kicked out almost instantly. If Alejandro wasn't angry someone would be, knowing my luck, and just general logic. School ended and I had a few assignments given back to me, the Italian one I got a 97% by the way. Obviously. I'm Heather. However my good grade wouldn't cancel out the fact that I had a literal thing growing inside of me and if I wanted to prevent it from growing any further I at least needed parental/guardian permission to see a doctor and get the job done.
a/n I have never been associated with this kind of situation so please correct me if I'm wrong シ
I got home to my mum sitting at the kitchen island admiring some pearls from her necklace. Typical. I honestly had absolutely no clue how to tell my mother this news. A card? Letter? Text? My train of thought got stopped in its tracks when my mother greeted me. "Hi darling" she said. "Hey mum, w-what are you doing?" I asked curiously. Maybe this would delay the conversation. "Nothing just looking at the new collection, fabulous don't you think?" She swiftly replied. "Yeah, yeah they're gorgeous. Listen is Georgia here? I need to talk to you. Alone. Urgently." I said a bit rudely, but I wanted to get this out. "No, she's at training, remember? Goodness Heather you are unbelievable" she said back. That made me a little annoyed however I let it slide. "Okay mum, when I tell you this, please do not yell at me, I'm kind of in a fragile state at the moment" I said while putting my designer bags down. "Ah hah! You've done something bad haven't you" she laughed to herself. "Don't worry, I was just like you when I was younger, fabulous, man magnet, you know the drill" my mother stated as she put her coffee down. I faked an awkward laugh. "Listen mum, this is a little different" I shyly said. "Heather would you just tell me, c'mon you're feeding me crumbs here." I grazed my hands upon my thighs to somewhat calm the sweat thriving from my palms.
"Mum, I'm pregnant. I don't know what to do."
Her face absolutely dropped.
"Get out. Get out now. I can't even bare to look at you. Why on Earth would you let this happen? Did you at least use protection? No, because you're Heather and always right. Did you even care that you're ruining his life?"
"I promise, it wasn't like that I swear-" I stated to tear up. The woman didn't even make eye contact with me.
"This is all your fault Heather! You did this to yourself! Get out now I can't even look at you." She said rubbing her temples harshly while bent over the island.
"Mum, I need my mother. I need you. To be there for me. Just be there for me. I know it was wrong. I don't know what to do. Please help me, I'm begging you." I cried. Ew. embarrassing. She sent me to my room to pack my bags. I packed almost everything I could fit. I didn't know how long I would be gone. Whether it would be a few days or a month or so, I would be miserable. "You did this to yourself. Now deal with it." She spat as I walked down the stairs with my head in my hands. I stood at the door. I couldn't leave. I had no idea where to stay. I wasn't with Al anymore so it's not like I could have lived with him, and I couldn't just barge in on Courtney or Bridgette. I would have to be homeless or something. Fashionable, of course. "What are you waiting for? Go." She over pronounced so that it would be crystal clear.
