Chapter 17

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I've seen Finding Dory twice already. I saw it the night before it came because my theatre was doing a special showing, and I saw it the first showing the first day it actually came out. Have any of ya'll seen it?


Shelby

Once I sat down, Max grabbed the popcorn.

"Hey!" I yelled. "Share!"

"No." He said with a mouthful of popcorn.

"Fine." I said. "What movie are we watching?"

"I don't know, I thought that you might want to watch something from Disney."

"Like?" I asked.

"Maybe we can watch Finding Nemo?"

"Sure."

I looked around.

"Did you get a new couch for down here?"

"Yeah, it reclines too."

"Nice find."

I pulled my knees onto the couch and leaned against Max.

Max pressed play on Finding Nemo then he put his arm around me .

The lights were already dimmed, so no one had to get up.

The movie played well, but we never really watched the movie.

***

After the movie, I got up.

"Where are you going?" Max asked me.

"Bathroom." I responded.

"Alrighty. I'll try not to eat the rest of the twizzlers."

"You wouldn't dare!"

"Mwuhahahaha!"

I laughed then ran towards the bathroom.

Once I got in, I turned the fan on and kneeled on the ground.

And I threw up.

Damn morning sickness.

I got up and washed up.

But little did I know, that I forgot to lock the door.

I turned around to see Tim.

"You're... You're..."

I pulled Tim inside and locked the door.

"Listen here, buddy." I pushed him against a wall. "You tell no one. I don't know who the damn father is because I didn't do it with anyone in a while. Alright?"

Tim nodded. "So you're..."

"Yes. If any other soul knows about this because of you, I will murder you." I looked at him. "Got it?"

He nodded again, then I let him go.

I fixed my hair and face, then walked back to Max in the theatre room.

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