"Everything that happens once can never happen again. But everything that happens twice will surely happen a third time. - Paulo Coelho."
Chapter three:
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September 5th, 2013. - 5:30 am, Tuesday.
The chilly morning air caused goosebumps all over my body, I groaned not wanting to leave the warmth of my bed. It was the second day of school and I was already over my senior year. I rolled on to my back placing my hands on my stomach.
What was my life going to be like nine months from now?
What was my life going to be like a year from now when I'm suppose to go off to college?
What was my life going to be like ten years from now?
All my life I've had my life already planned out for me, I was expected to go off to college and study the law like my parents. My mom and dad were lawyers the best ones yet. My parents expected me to follow in their footsteps, but I had other plans.
I applied for colleges out of state so I could get away from the life my parents wanted me to live. I was going to school to become a pediatrician not a lawyer.
But now, things have changed.
I was going to be a mother, I was going to have to grow up a lot faster than I planned on. But I made my bed now I'm lying in it. This was my responsibility, my child, my life, and I was going to pull through one way or another.
I chose to keep my baby, I was bringing a child into this world, I should be the only who who's allowed to take it out of this world - meaning: no I'm not getting an abortion, and no I'm not putting my baby up for adoption.
This was my baby, and I was going to raise her/him, love her/him and be the best mom I could possibly be.
This was my life, and I was going to do what I pleased.
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"Beautiful one."
My head snapped up coming into view with those beautiful gray eyes.
"What do you want?" I said rolling my eyes.
Prince slid into the seat next to me. I ignored the glares I was getting from half of the girls in here.
"Nothing, I'm just taking a seat, no reason to be bitchy to the new kid on his second day of school." Prince smirked taking his bag off of his shoulder.
"I have my reasons."
"Which are?" Prince pushed.
"Just know I have my reasons." I shot Prince a glare before turning my attention on the board.
"It's because I didn't call you isn't it? Look peaches, what we had that night was great believe me." Prince said scooting his chair closer to mine, I could feel his breath on my ear my breath caught in my throat.
"If I say so myself, it was the best I've ever had. I can still feel your nails digging into my back." Prince whispered, goose bumps caught my arms. I turned my head towards Prince our faces were inches apart. I could practically fell his lips on mine.
"You're a pig." I whispered never breaking eye contact with him.
Prince flicked his tongue out licking his bottom lip he smiled leaning back on his chair.
"That's not what you were saying two months ago."
I scoffed turning around in my chair crossing my arms over my chest.
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Unexpected.
Teen FictionA'Miyah Taylor, has a unforgettable run in with Princeton Tribbiani - Mr. Perfect. Take a journey with A'Miyah as she battles the hell she calls her life. It was what you called unexpected.