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"Bed." Mason said, cuddling up to my neck, instantly passing out. I hugged him tighter and brought him closer to me. I kissed his forehead which was covered with thin, baby hair. I stood up from the couch with his 5 year old body in my arms, and made my way towards his bedroom.

I laid him down on his bed and tucked him in, and gave him one last kiss on hiss forehead. "Good night." I whispered to him. I lowered my head more towards his ear and whispered again, "Sometimes, you sound just like him." I slightly smiled at his facial structures. "You look like him, too."

His jawline, his eyes, even his nose.

Before I could start crying again, I walked out of his room, closing the door quietly behind me.

I sighed as I plopped down on the couch, starting to go on my phone. It was 10:34 PM and I still had to work on some homework. As I scrolled down my feed, I noticed that everyone was out drinking at all the night clubs of Orlando and Gainesville on Friday. Part of me wished that I was there with them, but the other half was glued to Mason and my apartment.

I smiled.

Scratch that.

Mason was better.

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My eyes snap open as my vision slowly begins to clear. I see a bunch of words relating to health and anatomy, and my brain goes blank as I sit up straight, or try to, and wince at the soreness of my body. My neck and back were killing me, and to make it worse, I was drooling all over my textbook and I had a killer headache.

I leaned back in my chair and groan out loudly. I fell asleep at my desk again. I check my clock on my nightstand by my bed; it was nearly 4:00 in the morning, still pitch black outside. I slowly stand up from my chair and quietly walk out of my room, trying not to make any noise so I wouldn't wake anyone up. I went to the kitchen and turned the light on and went to the fridge to sip on some water.

After, I opened the medicine cabinet to get some Advil and take a tablet or two. I drank some more water and went back to my room. I checked my phone for any messages, and sadly, I didn't get any. Just a bunch of Instagram and Twitter notifications.

I sigh as I went back to my desk, taking my pen and repeatedly clicking it as I studied the diagrams over and over again, until I memorized and observed every single detail about it. I didn't want to fail at this. Getting into college was probably one of the most difficult challenges that I have ever faced in my life. Being 18 and pregnant during my senior year, it was hard. It was definitely an emotional roller coaster.

Instead of having an amazing senior year full of laughs and pranks, I actually had to work my ass off just to keep up with everyone. My senior year was indeed filled with bullying, doctor appointments, cravings, and constant trips to the bathroom. I struggled almost every night, studying, cramping, insomnia, all of that. Worst of all, a viral video of me getting into a fight with a random girl at 3 months pregnant that always targeted me that year. It was definitely a life changing experience. It got taken down, but I'll get to into that later.

After taking some notes and studying for about an hour now with Bentley laying down by my legs, I went back to my bed and snuggled up against my sheets. I would wake up later.

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I slowly opened my eyes again and I checked my alarm clock. It was 9:32 and I felt tired as shit. I sat up in my bed and stretched, groaning out loud as I felt my back crack. As soon as I finished stretching, I looked over to the side and saw that Mara came to my room, still in her pajamas. She sat down at the foot of my bed.