"cause the truth is I look better under you"
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"impossible, there's no way this is real" I whispered to myself, still frozen on the toilet seat. My mind was running wild with questions not even I could answer, tears threatening to fall from my eyes when the hardest question hit me...
What am I going to tell my mom?
I heard footsteps making their way into the bathroom and stopping right in front of the bathroom stall I was in, I looked at the ugly pair of shoes standing outside my bathroom stall trying to figure out where I've seen that pair of shoes, but before I could figure that out I heard keys jiggling which meant it could only be one person.
THE VICE PRINCIPLE
"Miss Proffer,I know you're in there, mind telling me why you're skipping class?" I heard the vice principal sternly ask from the other side of the door
I got off the toilet seat, wiped myself with some toilet paper and pulled up my pants trying to think of an excuse to tell the vice principal , he knocked on the door a few more times before saying"Are you planning on coming out anytime soon Miss Proffer?", With a hint of impatience in his voice. "Y-yes sir" I stutter still not knowing what I'm going to tell him or better yet what I was going to tell my mom, either way I was going to be in trouble
I picked up the positive pregnancy test and put it in the pocket of my sweater, making sure to take atleast one last look at it hoping it would turn negative but much to my dismay the two bold purple lines stared back at me as positive as an art teachers aura .
Another knock sounded on the door "Are you coming out now or do you need an invitation for that?" Said the vice principal with sarcasm and annoyance oozing from his voice, making me unlock the door and look him dead in the eye with tears threatening to spew out of my eyes my his stern expression soften "Is everything alr-" , I cut him off by hugging him and just cried, and by cried I mean I was sobbing on this man
I'm gonna hate myself for this later.
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I'm sitting in the vice principals office staring at the mini sculpture on his desk of mother Mary holding baby Jesus as though nothing else matters around her and everyone's judgment towards her had no effect on her because the only thing that matters to her right now was her baby,
Did my mom ever hold me like that?
Will I ever hold my child like that?
"So I called your mom and she said she's on her way here" the vice principal informs me, but I couldn't hear him over my loud thoughts "Miss Proffer did you hear me?" , The vice principal asks due to my lack of response to his previous question "Miss Proffer?", He says again,his voice going a few octaves higher than before and lightly taps his knuckles on the beautiful Mahogany wood desk snapping me out of my thoughts for the second time today "Did you hear what I said?" He asks with a concerned expression on his face, I shook my head trying to focus on what he's saying "Pardon?" I asked which sounded more like a whisper than a question "I called your mom and she's on her wa-" his voice trailed off as I slipped into a slight panic.
The dreadful question was back
What am I going to tell my mom?
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I hope you guys liked this taste tester in some way and I hope like this story and just to be clear I am not encouraging people to do anything that is mentioned in this book and I would put an age restriction but I know you rebels would totally ignore that so I'm saying it now
DON'T DO THE THINGS MENTIONED IN THIS STORY !!!
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