can you keep a secret? (updated weekly)

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That night I thought about Masons offer, how selfless it was, and how unfair it would be to accept it. But I had accepted it and he was willing and that's all that mattered. I layed on my big white bed, my room had a beach feel with aqua walls and white furniture. If I could have finished high school I probably would end up living next to the beach.

I rubbed my flat stomach, and thought about the child inhabiting it. Blond locks of hair, deep blue eyes like mitchel, olive skin like me, no one would ever believe Masons the father, especially Mitchel. Oh god! Mitchel! His going to know straight away, and then Jaimee will never speak to me again. Wonderful.

The next morning I woke up groggy to the sound of a car horn waking the entire street up. I lent out the window and saw a crazy Mason yelling at me 

"If you don't want to walk to school I suggest you get in the car in the next 5 minutes!" He yelled to me while smirking his gorgeous grin. I shook my head and moved to the bathroom taking my time to apply light makeup and leave my long brown hair down and curly. I brushed my teeth and chose tight white Jeans with a light blue baggy jumper. I through on a beanie and my book bag and raced downstairs to a very impatient mason.

"It took you a half hour to Do that?"

"You don't like it" I spoke mockingly hurt by his words

"No, I do I just...it's a big improvement from your bed clothing" he joked.

I slammed the car door shut behind me as we drove to school making small talk. We pulled up and I desided to tell mason my worries, since he is the 'father' of my child.

" I'm worried the baby will look like mitchel or that mitchel will assume its his and tell people" I spoke quickly showing my fear.

"Honestly I thought of that too, but I don't have a solution this time" mason admitted

"I don't want to tell people, I'm not ready" I tearfully explained

" I'll make a doctors appointment for you after school and we will go from their, at least we will know how much time we have" Mason calmed me with his answer.

I nodded, cleaned myself up and left the car towards my first class, which just so happens to be with Mitchel in English.

I sat down and strait away on Que. Mitchel sat next to me. I love Mitchel as a friend, don't get me wrong but his constant fight for me and present behaviour isn't an appealing trait for the issues I'm going through. I waited silently for the teacher to start the class, when Mitchel turned to me.

"I'm so sorry for hurting you Mad's" he spoke honest

" I no you are but I just can't deal with you" I said stern, the whole time thinking of the benefits of our child.

" I just want everything to go back to the way it was before that night, not that it wasn't amazing, I just want my friend back"

"Believe me I wish I could go back as well but I can't" I spoke with second meaning

Mitchel was about to speak before the teacher cut him off.