I Think I Like The Bad Boy

7// pregnant mom;)

I sat proudly on the couch knowing my mom is pregnant. I hope it's a boy!

I felt so proud I just had to tell Shea. So I pulled out my phone and began texting her.

Skylar: MY MOMS PREGNANT! :)

Shea: Is she really?

Skylar: yes!!!! ;)

Shea: OMG! I hope it's a girl!

Skylar: no! Boy!

Shea: whatever! I know it's going to be a girl. I gotta go. Bye. Ttyl.

Skylar: Kay, kay, bye.

Me and Dustin haven't really talked so I haven't gotten his number.

I sat on the couch still smiling when Shyane came in the door.

She looked at me and asked, "What's up with her?"

"I'm... pregnant!" I heard my mom squeal.

Wow, moms actually squeal. Cool... wait, their old. They aren't supposed to do that.

I looked back at my mom with furrowed eyebrows. "Did you just squeal?"

"Yes I did. Do you have a problem?"

"Parents don't squeal."

"Hah, your funny," Shyane said.

"And your funny looking,' I said back.

Nice comeback, Skylar. Five cheers for the girl who just told her sister off. I'm like literally having a party. Well inside my head of course.

"At least I don't look like an alien," she said.

That just ruined my awesome party.

"No, but you look like my poop," I said sarcastically.

"Shut up. Mom i'm so proud!" She yelled hugging mom.

Wow, she seemed less proud. At least my party is back. I should get an award for 'awesome comeback'. But as we all know that's not going to happen.

I victory danced my way up to my room. "keep learning! I bet you'll get better at dancing! " I heard Shyane yell up to me.