I'm Pregnant With The Bad Boys Kid

Mason Thompson

The next morning at school as my feet touch the school grounds I automatically search everywhere for a tall boy with brown hair.
Soon I give up because nearly every second boy has either brown hair, is tall or both.

I sigh in frustration as I meet Monica at our lunch table.
"What's up?" she asks

"Oh nothing much I just give up on the world of tall brown haired boys!" I exaggerate flopping down on seat resting my head on my arms. "Why is it so hard to find that one guy? I mean I just want to know who he is and then we can leave each other alone for the rest of eternity!"

Someone chuckels and sits down next to me and wraps a muscular arm around my shoulders.
"Hey babe," a deep voicw whispers in my ear sending shivers down my spine.

Monica's eyes widen and her jaw drops. I turn my head slightly to see Mason Thompson. The Bad Boy.

I'm going to faint did Mason Thompson just call me babe?!
WHAT THE HELL! To be honest I'm actually scared right now. As soon as I saw his face I stiffened and I'm lost for words.

I've only ever seen him far away because I've always been intimidated by him but he truly is remarkable. 

While I'm basically checking him out I notice he has hair. Not just any hair but brown hair. Im going to die; it just can't be him.

I unwrap myself from his arm and turn to Monica for help but she just shrugs looking behind me. I turn my head to see what she's looking at; of course it's Wesley her crush. I roll my eyes and start packing my stuff back in my bag.

A strong arm pulls me back into my seat "Where you going pumpkin?" Mason flirts

"Away form you," I answer coldly

"Awww don't be like that what about what happened two nights ago?" So he was the guy... oh just great.

"It meant nothibg we just spoke."

"So is that what people call it now?" he asked with a raised eyebrow

"People have always called it speaking,"

"Sorry to burst your bubble love but the last time I checked people called it sex," I. can't.  breath. someone. help. me.

"What!" I yell and the whole cafeteria falls silent and turns to us.

"Must I spell it out for you Jesus. We, meaning you and I" he points to him and back at me "had sexual intercourse"

I feel my whole body goes numb and all I see is black. With that said ladies and gentlemen I passed out. Cold.

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