To the Moon and Back {Chandler Riggs}

E i g h t e e n

"I still can't believe she's pregnant!" Lizzy exclaims.

"Will you keep your voice down?" I scold. "You're the only person I've told."

"People are gonna find out sooner or later. I mean, the girl's a stick. She's gonna swell up like a basketball," Lizzy says a little too loud.

"What're you guys talking about?" Chandler asks, poking his head in my room.

"Uh..."

"Penis."

I face palm myself and sigh, "Lizzy."

"Okay..." Chandler mumbles. "We're gonna be late to school, so let's get going."

I shoot Lizzy a glare as we walk downstairs, but she just smiles and attempts to hold back a laugh.

"Your neighbors' house is for sale?" Lizzy questions, noticing the giant for sale sign in the yard next door.

"Yeah," Chandler sighs. "An elderly couple lived there, but the woman died, so her husband moved into an assisted living."

"I bet whoever moves in is gonna be super weird," Lizzy giggles.

"Super," I agree. "Like a cult or something."

"You guys are so weird," Chandler sighs.

"Savanna, I think your boyfriend wants to fight me."

"He's not my-"

"Shhh," Lizzy cuts me off. "Just let it happen.

I roll my eyes and we get in the car.

~

I hike my backpack onto my shoulders as I walk through the doors. I mentally prepare myself for yet another day in hell.

Something grabs my arm and pulls me around the corner behind an open locker.

"What the hell?" I snap when I see its Zoey.

"Who did you tell?" She demands.

"What do you mean? I didn't te-"

"Don't play dumb with me," Zoey cuts me off. "Who. Did. You. Tell?"

"Okay. Fine," I sigh. "I told Lizzy, but that's the only one."

"Who did she tell?"

"She hasn't told anyone. I just told her," I object, trying my best to get out of this conversation.

"Well somehow everyone knows and you and the baby's father are the only people I've told."

"Who is the baby's father?" I ask, suddenly curious.

"Why do you care?" She snaps.

I shrug. I don't care. I'm just curious.

"It's not Chandler if that's what you're worried about," Zoey spits.

"No! Oh my god no. I didn't think that. I was just curious. I swear."

The warning bell rings and people start rushing to their classes. Zoey and I both ignore it.

"If you must know," Zoey sighs. "He doesn't go to school here. He's in college. That's why I haven't told anyone. I don't want him to get in trouble because he's, you know, older."

"Oh." I glance down at her stomach. It's gotten bigger since the weekend. She no longer looks pudgy, but actually pregnant. "I think I know why people are all of sudden finding out."

She narrows her eyes at me and puts her hands on her hips.

"You're four months pregnant, Zoey. It's starting to become obvious," I shrug, motioning to her abdomen.

"None of my clothes fit me very well right now," she mutters, crossing her arms over her belly.

The bell rings again, telling us we're late to first period.

"I better go," Zoey says as she walks off down the hall.

~

"Wanna get ice cream or something?" Chandler asks as he approaches me at my locker.

"Sorry. I can't. I'm staying late for tutoring," I lie.

"Oh. Okay. Well, I'll see you at home," Chandler waves and begins to walk towards the school doors.

I grab my swimsuit out of my locker and head to the girl's locker room to change. The swim team practices before school, so the pool will be free.

The locker room is smelly and gross, so I change quickly and fast walk to the school pool. I put on some music and start swimming.

I miss this so much. The cool water rushing through my braids and splashing my face. My legs burning as I kick and slice the water.

I stop swimming when my music turns off. I paddle to the edge where a janitor is fiddling with my speaker.

"Hello," I question, earning the attention of the janitor.

"Oh, hi. We're trying to lock up. You need to leave," he informs me.

I nod and get out of the pool to grab my things. After I'm all packed up, I start walking home.

When I open the front door, I can immediately hear yelling coming from upstairs. I rush to Chandler's room where the sound is coming from, and swing open the door. Chandler, Grayson, Sam, and Lizzy are all huddled around Chandler's laptop.

"What's up, fucker!" Sam calls, not turning from the computer screen.

"What's going on up here?" I ask, cautiously stepping into the room. The floor is littered with Mountain Dew and Coke cans and it smells faintly of pizza.

"Live stream," Chandler says, eyes still glued to the screen.

My inner fangirl starts to emerge and I squeal uncontrollably. Lizzy soon joins me and we start hopping around in a circle.

"People around the country are watching you two make complete fools of yourselves," Grayson states, giving us a weird look.

"Shut up, Grayson," Lizzy snaps.

I take a seat next to Grayson on the couch and glance at the computer screen. League of Legends. Of course.

The five of us laugh and mess around and drink Mountain Dew until around two in the morning when Grayson leaves to go to sleep. Sam and Lizzy follow shortly after, leaving Chandler and I by ourselves.

"And then there were two," Chandler says softly.

"Let's answer some questions on ask," I suggest.

Chandler agrees and we start to answer some questions. Most of them are along the lines of:

"What was it like to film the premier?"
-pretty depressing

"Are you going to cut your hair?"
-I like my hair

"Is Savanna your girlfriend?"
-yes
-no

"Will Savanna ever be on The Walking Dead?"
-we'll see

At around five in the morning, we end the live stream since Chandler's been streaming for twelve hours.

"If you're too tired to walk back to your room, you can always stay here," Chandler suggests.

"Nice try, but my room is literally five steps away," I retort.

"Goodnight," he sighs.

"Goodnight."