𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐖𝐞 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲

𝟓𝟔-𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐈𝐬 𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝

𝓠𝓾𝓲𝓷𝓷

Dean Anderson calls me into his office. 

I have a feeling I know what it's about but that doesn't mean I am not racked with nerves. 

"Quinn take a seat." He says gesturing to the chair. 

Sitting down I cross one leg over the other. 

"I am sure you are aware of why I called you in here." He says and nod, "I think I may know."

He smiles before handing me a certificate. 

"Congratulations on getting valedictorian, it was close between you and Jordan Campbell but you ultimately had the better grades."

I look up from the certificate, "By how much?"

"Pardon?" He asks confused. 

I smile, "My overall grade, how much did I beat Jordan by. You said it was close."

He nods, "Extremely, we almost decided to call it a tie it was so close."

"So how much?" I ask and he laughs, "Point zero two hundredths of a point."

"Wow that is close." I say, thinking about how much fun it'll be to tell Jordan later. 

"It is but you both showed how hard work pays off. You're going to Harvard, congratulations on that by the way, and Jordan is going Princeton. I am proud of you both."

I love academic validation. 

We shake hands and I head out to the dining hall, certificate in hand. 

Of course I had seen it coming since I received my acceptance into Harvard. Still you never know for sure. 

"By point zero two hundredths Campbell, eat it and weep." I say handing him my certificate. 

He reads it over before rolling his eyes, "You are never going to let me forget that are you?"

"Nope." I sing before planting a kiss to his cheek. 

He throws an arm over my shoulder before kissing my neck, "I'm proud of you babe."

"Me too, I mean I hate giving public speeches but if that's your thing." Poppy says. 

I roll my eyes, "It's one speech that talks about how amazing the school is and how bright and full our futures are." 

"So lies?" Casper asks bluntly and I throw one of Jordan's fries at him. 

"All I know is this gap year is going to be worth it no matter what my parents think." Casper says, "Especially with Lily coming with me-"

"You're going with him?" I ask her as her cheeks turn pink. 

Casper looks over at her, "You didn't tell her?"

She shakes her head, "I was planning on it tonight."

"When did you guys decide this?" I ask looking between the two."

Casper shrugs, "Like last week."

My eyes widen, "And you were going to tell me tonight?" I ask sarcastically. 

She sighs, "I was nervous ok?"

"Why?"

Poppy shrugs, "I mean my dad thinks it's a bad idea I wasn't sure what you thought of it."

"I think if living off granola bars with Casper as the two of you backpack through Europe is your thing then go for it." I say honestly. 

I know college isn't for everyone and I hate people who try to push it on those who either aren't ready or dont truly want to go. 

She smiles, "I am really excited."

We spend the rest of dinner joking around about random things and it hits me that right now life is good. 

Life is too good. 

Della is doing better, Casper and Poppy have plans for after high school as well as Jordan and I. 

Sarah is no longer here to start anything and Henry - who is back from suspension - is scared of Jordan, so he isn't a problem either. 

I don't know something in my gut is telling me something bad is coming. 

 ☆ ☆ ☆ 

After dinner Poppy and I relax in our dorm room. 

I lay on my back, my head resting against my pillow as I scroll through instagram. 

I see some pictures the school posted about our prom and I look through to see if there were any of us. 

Screenshotting the few of Jordan and I dancing I send them to him. 

"Do you ever wonder how it would feel like to be pregnant?" Poppy asks out of nowhere. 

I whip my head in her direction, "What?"

She shrugs, "Like can you feel it all the time? Honestly if something started kicking inside my stomach I would freak out plus sometimes babies can like crack ribs. Those are probably the future soccer players."

My brows furrow in confusion, "Where is this even coming from?" I ask genuinely confused. 

"I was just thinking about it and I wondered if you shared the same thoughts as me. Like have you ever had a dream you were pregnant?"

I shake my head, "No."

She hums, "Well I have and then I wake up wondering if I actually am, I mean I'm not but it's the strangest feeling in my dream."

"Are you high?" I ask and she rolls her eyes, "Can a girl be curious about the feeling of being pregnant without being on drugs?"

"Not really no."

She sighs, "Well I am cleaner than a Mormon." She seems to think that over, "Wait do Mormons smoke?"

I narrow my eyes, "Sweetie are you sure you aren't high?"

Poppy nods, "Yes I swear on my life."

My phone buzzes and I hold up a hand to Poppy before taking the call. 

"Quinn." my moms voice rolls through the speaker. 

I sigh, "Yes mom?"

"It's your mo-" I cut her off. 

"I know who you are mom I have caller Id, we've been over this."

She pretends she can't hear me, "I need you to pack some things."

"Why?" I ask, suspicion relaying through my tone. 

She groans, "Why are you so stubborn? Just pack some things we need you home."

"Is it something serious?" I ask, only feeling slightly worried. 

Knowing my mom it's probably nothing but her being overly dramatic. 

"Quinn, Michael is almost there so for the love of god get packing."

Getting off my bed I grab a bag and begin to load it with clothes. 

"I will see you soon." She says before hanging up. 

"Whats that about?" Poppy asks. 

I shrug, "I have no idea."

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A/N So I sort of forgot how to put 0.02 in word form, it's literally been so long since I've had to do that. 

Literally I think the last time we had to write something out like that in word form was middle school, so if I was wrong...whoops.