Im Preggers???

Chappie Nine<33

Everyone got into a circle. I tried to sit down but my dress was so tight I could barely move! I spent a minute or two struggling to try and sit down but I couldn't. I flopped backwards and landed on my face.

Seth's carpet smelled like cat pee. I inhaled the fabulous scent that smelled not unlike my perfume.

It looked like I had no choice, so I wriggled out of my beautiful straight jacket dress (did I mention it was a gift from my therapist?) and sat down in my undergarments. They were super sexy, I got them at Great Gramma Sally's Eldery Lingerie Store. They were lacy and had care bears on them and smelled like denture cream.

Everyone gaped at the sight of me in my underwear. I'm a little on the skinny side, but I'm working on becoming fatter. It's harder than it looks to gain weight. I'm on a special diet for it.

"Ok, let's start." A boy named Patrick finally said, placing an empty bottle of apple juice in the center of the circle. He spun it, and blew on it furiously so it would stop on me.

Unfortunately for him, it spun and landed on the ugliest girl I know, Miranda Dawson. She has hideous shiny blond hair and big blue eyes. She's really tall and tan and with no acne or facial hair. I cringe just thinking about her.

Patrick shuddered at her ugliness. They got up and walked into the closet.