Thursday
"Anna, I wanna know something." I told her.
Anna's look was taken aback. But she quickly straightened her face to a solemn look. "That is?"
"James....said something that made me think...are you pregnant?" Anna's hand shot up to her flat belly.
There's my answer. "What did he say?" She choked back a sob.
"He said, 'Sorry if I want to look at my son'." I said. Anna looked around the crowded hallways. "So?"
"He emphasized the word son." I said, all but seriousness in my voice.
Anna groaned. "Yes," She lowered her voice to a whisper. "I'm pregnant. Two months to be exact."
I gave her a pity look but also a disgusted one. Not at her, but that she probably lost her v-card to James and he lost his to her.
So it came out from across to a grimace and a pity look.
Anna huffed and stormed away.
I stared after her, waiting for someone to cut my line of sight. Ethan so happened to be that person.
"Hey Kylie. Were you just talking to Anna?"
I shrugged. "Was. But yeah." I started walking and he followed suite.
"Where's Elaine?"
He shrugged. "Her and Beth are spending the day together. So she'll be riding home with us."
"Oh...," A crazy idea popped into my head. "Do you think your sister knows where The Clinic is?"
Ethan looked surprised. Then he smirked. "You don't seem like the type of girl to have anger issues."
I giggled. "I don't. I'm...visiting a friend."
Ethan quirked an eyebrow. "Okay, I believe she does."
"Great!"
Thursday - The Car Ride
Beep, beep!
"There's Liz." Elaine pointed to her sister's black bug.
"Ha! What happened to the mustang?" Bethany asked while we descended the stairs.
"That was Elliot's." Elaine explained.
"Oh yeah."
"Get in!" Liz barked.
We all piled in at once. Ethan in the front. Elaine in the middle, Beth on the right, me on her left, which put me behind Ethan.
Elaine and Beth instantly started chattering as soon as the car started moving.
A random pop song came from the speakers as the car zoomed down the road.
"Liz, Kylie needs to be dropped off at The Clinic." Ethan informed his sister.
"Fine, whatever."
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"Thanks for dropping me off."
"Yeah, okay." Liz replied.
I walked in to find a small waiting room. Gray, white, and orange. A very unusual pattern.
"May I help you?" Asked a girl at the front desk.
The girl could have been no older than 19. She had sandy brown hair, sea green eyes, and sunglasses that sat on top of her unruly curly hair.
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Closed Eyes
Teen FictionKylie Henderson always wanted a normal life. It doesn't seem like the world wants her to have that. Instead, she gets two popular bestfriends who act lovey-dovey 24/7. Being a third wheel sucks. Expecially if your only other friend is a foreign kid...