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I walked hand in hand with Nicki into the doctors office. We get the gender and we have Gabby with us so she can take the card. She's getting everything together for us and decorating. I'm honestly excited. But not so much cause i'm giving her my debit card to freely buy things. It's scary.

"I ain't never seen this many pregnant bitches at once." She mumbled looking at all the ladies sitting down. They were biggg. If Onika gets big like that i'll be so surprised. I've never seen so big bellies before. "They shi look like some big ass watermelons. What the fuck, they sure it's babies in there? Look like she carrying a fully developed 11 year old." She pointed at someone and I smacked her hand down.

She's worse than Lynn man. Need to shut her ass up. I glared back at her and she shrugged like it was nothing that she just said. Onika looked like she was holding in a laugh or something. She's just as childish.

We sat down after signing Onika in and she went in her purse. I watched her go to the vending machine with a laugh. This is around the time when she start to eat all healthy and for the baby. So why in the hell is she buying snacks?

I shook my head when she came back with hot cheetos.

"They looked so good over there."

"Fatty."

"You."

"Whatever."

Gabby and I talked as she ate her chips. It's too damn early for some hot chips like that. But whatever for the pregnant lady. Not long after, they called her name and we followed her in the room.

It was cool looking in there, like they redid it. Onika got on the table raising her shirt up waiting for the doctor to come. Of course we had to go through talking to some other person first. They just repeat the same shit every time.

"This lady need to come on." Onika licked her fingers from the chips. Greedy ass, this definitely a boy cause no way. Everything is just so different from when she was pregnant with Lynn. "Bey."

"Mm?"

"You see this?" She pointed to the feet holders. That's not even for this type of appointment. Nothing causes her to have to spread her legs. "We should get this installed on a bed."

"Why would we do that?" I looked at her weird. That doesn't even make sense.

"So I can just have my legs open already. When you wake up and see my feet in it, that mean fuck me."

"Girl shut up." I chuckled as she laughed. Always talking about something freaky. That's why I knew we wouldn't last living together without fucking. All because of her. She was taunting me, that shit worked too. Now she pregnant.

"We should've fucked before we left-"

"Stooopp." I laughed trying to get her to hush. Why she just talking about this right now? She trynna make me hot and bothered. Damn. "Just sit there quietly."

"You don't wanna hear me talk?"

"No. I don't."

"Ok then." She sighed dramatically and the doctor came in. We watched her set things up while talking small between us. I'm ready to get this over with, I wanna know my baby gender.

I don't know why I feel like we're gonna get the opposite of what we're thinking. Im feeling like a girl but then, I think it's a boy. Only because she has totally different things happening.

"Are we announcing the gender today orrr?"

"No we want it in a envelope for a reveal."

"Alright then. Is this who it will be given to?"

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