Is Barbie Blonde Preggers?

Please Don't Kill My Baby!

I paced the hallway frantically, nibbling at my finger nails. Ashleigh will be here any minute! Omg. Omg. Omg. Pull yourself together Taylor! I can do this. Heck! No I can't! Yes you can! So how am I supposed to come out with Hey Ash. My best friend who I promised to tell everything to...Well...What do you know! I'm pregnant! Even though it's kind of obvious because of this bump on my stomach. Heck! This isn't a bump. I look like a flipping tomato! If I happened to be covered in red paint right now, I could easily blend in with all the other red fruit/vegetable things! Apart from the fact i'd be enormous. I could see it now: BREAKING NEWS! THE MOTHER OF ALL FRUIT HAS-

"You gunna answer that or stand there like a lemon?" Sam grinned and I blushed. Lemon wasn't the word I was thinking of but I guess that could go too. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't even here the door go!

"Omg. I'm scared! What do I do?! What do I say?!" I squeaked in a whisper and Sam chuckled.

"Stop stressing Goldie. If she's your best friend she will understand" He reassured me, looking me directly in the eye. He's right.

I took a deep breath and pulled open the door, hiding behind it as I do so. My eyes widened at how big and different Ashleigh looked. She was wearing hardly any makeup and looked so natural!

"So are you going to open the door properly so we can come in?" She asked, laughing while her boyfriend stood there looking amused. Wait. Her boyfriend was seriously, hot! He had dark blonde hair that was spiked up with light blue, sparkling eyes. A white t-shirt that showed off his abs and dark jeans. He stood there with one hand in his pocket looking like he had just walked out of a modelling catalogue. I shook my head from my thoughts feeling slightly embarrassed from casually eye-raping my best friend's boyfriend. I risked a look at all of them and was thankful they hadn't seen me looking him up and down. Obviously Sam is hotter but this guy would definitely come, some-what second on the list. I smiled sheepishly and began widening the door. This is it Taylor. I sucked in a sharp breath and stood in front of Ashleigh biting my lip. She raised her eyebrows for a second before looking at my swollen stomach and her eyes widened and her mouth dropped. I was really tempted to snap a shot of her right now because her face was priceless!

"You!-Him?-Belly-WHAT?!" She tripped over her words before throwing her hands in the air in defeat.

"Ash..." I began, biting my lip.

"I'm pregnant" I whispered. Her eyes burned into mine for what seemed like a life time. She gave me a blank look.

"No! Really?!" She muttered sarcastically, pretending to be shocked.

Ok. Is she mad at me? Please god. Please don't say she's mad at me...

"Why didn't you tell me Tay?" She squeaked and the look on her face made my heart drop. It was a look of hurt and betrayal. I closed my eyes and waited for her to do something. Shout. Slap me. Anything!

"Tay? What are you doing?" She asked, confused and I opened my eyes slowly.

"Well...Aren't you gunna slap me?" I asked like it was the most obvious thing in the world. A smirk appeared on her face. I heard someone snort behind me. I turned my head to view Sam trying his best not to laugh. I glared at him and he held is hands up in defeat. I turned to face back to my best friend.

"And why would I slap you?!" She laughed, raising her eyebrow.

"The promise we made when we was 8?" I told her with a 'duh' expression and she just looked at me blankly.

"You can't of forgotten? You know...When you started your period in school and you made me promise not to say anything but the boys pressured me saying they would kill fluffa-lump by drowning him in the boys toilets and you know how filthy the boys were so I told them blood was coming from your fairy and-"