I'm Pregnant With The Bad Boys Kid

Hangover

It's official I'm never drinking again.

Last night was the first time I ever drank and I can't remember a thing. I woke up at home but I was supposed to sleep over at my friend Monica. My head is throbbing and I've thrown up twice in the past twenty minutes I've been awake.

I check my phone when I flush the toilet and brush my teeth. I look in the mirror in my bathroom to see a complete mess. My blonde hair looks like a nest or as if I was attacked by a bear and it decided to give me a noogie. My make up is smudged down the side of my face and my face is glowing.

I decide to call back Monica and she picks up after the third ring.

"Oh my God where were you last night!" she yells in my ear. I wince and pull the phone away from my ear.

"Well hello to you too," I say sarcastically barely able to get the words out because of my sore throat.

"Jasmine you just disappeared in the middle of the night I nearly called your parents!"

"Wait you didn't call them right?" I ask frantically because the last thing I need right now is for my parents to know about my underaged drinking.

"No I didn't but I was so worried,"

"What exactly happened last night?" I literally have no idea memory of last night after my fifth tequila shot.

"You don't want to know..." she mumbles. 

"Tell me," I push.

"Fine okay so when we got to the house you wouldn't stop drinking after your first shot. Things went downhill from there. Oh and I didn't know you could twerk it was so cool!" I slap my hand over my my face mortified.

"I didn't," I say not believing a word she's saying.

"Trust me you did, and then this guy was all over you but I couldn't really see his face. All I know is that he's tall and he has brown hair and he goes to our school,"

"How do you know he goes to our school?"

"Well he's friends with Tristan, Rider, Wesley and Gail,"

"And how do you know that?"

"Because he was hanging out with them all night and you were too," she sounds frustrated. 

"So what? Maybe he's just friends with them and he goes to a different school,"

"Maybe I don't know. You spent the whole night with him and I leave for twenty minutes to go pee and poof you're gone."

"It takes yoy twenty minutes to pee?" I tease.

"The line was long!" she defends

"okay okay. Well I bet nothing happened last night so there's nothing to worry about,"

"Yea well I'll see at school tomorrow,"

"Yea if I can get over this headache," she laughs but agrees with me and we say our goodbyes.

I put the phone down and I immediately begin to stress over the fact that maybe he does go to our school, and I know for sure I made a fool out of myself

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