The Baby Problem

The Baby Problem [5.]

It was time for school. I wanted nothing to do with it, nothing at all. For starters, I was hovering over the porcelain god, spilling my guts to him. What a cruel, cruel world this is.

My phone had been playing its infamous ring tone for about six calls now. After answering it, I had chucked my phone on my bed before making a mad dash to the bathroom, while I was still on it. Kass must have thought someone was in the house with me or something. At least nothing got on my clean clothes. I would hate to ruin this nice purple sweater.

After I was almost positive I was done worshiping the porcelain throne, I stumbled to my room and picked up the device with loud female cries coming from the other end.

“Sorry.” I said immediately, waiting for the onslaught of questions.

“What happened? You were talking happy, and then the next second I hear a loud crash and footsteps. Are you alright?” Kass was such a sweetheart.

“Yeah, I'm just starting to feel the effects of morning sickness.” I mumbled, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. Calm down belly, you're being insufferable.

“Are you going to be at school today?”

“I don't want to drive....” I mumbled, hoping it'd get me out of going.

“I'll take you.”

“Isn't your car in the shop?”

“Hell no, I just don't like wasting gas when I can bum a ride off of you!” I could hear the grin in her voice as she said this.

“Lazy. Yeah, come get me. But if I get sick again, you're skipping and taking care of me.” I threatened, shaking my fist even though she couldn't see me.

“Fine, you just better not get sick again!”

“I'll try. I'll see you five?”

“Yeah, be ready momma.” Click.

Momma? That was a nickname I did not want to stay.

Slipping my phone in my pocket, I made my way back to the bathroom and brushed my teeth.

Morning sickness + Morning breath = Ew.

And they say I can't do math.

“Kass I don't want to be here.” We were pulling into the parking lot, and my belly was doing flip-flops.

“You're just nervous, boo. You'll be alright. Hey, cutie Alex is waiting for you.” A large grin spread across her face as she pointed to the boy. Truth be told, he was standing in my parking space, looking for any sign of me.

“That means I have to go talk to him... Should I… tell him about me?” It seemed as if I didn't want to think for myself, and that scared me. I was not a dependent person. I always preferred handling situations on my one. It was kind of a mix between not wanting to burden anyone else, and my own headstrong stubbornness.

“Yes. You know how angry he'll be if you don't? Maybe not angry, but upset?” She corrected her choice in words, reaching over to pat me on the shoulder. “You have to tell Chance today, too.”

That was the one thing I was dreading all day today. I didn't want to tell him, but maybe I would try and be nicer to him?

“How about I tell Chance later?” I mumbled, grabbing my bag and got out of the car. Alex spotted me and a smile spread out on his face as he made his way towards me.

Kass got out of the car after me, a little scowl on her face. “No, you have to tell him ASAP.”

“I’m not telling Alex yet.” I whispered loud enough for her to hear. Alex came striding over and threw an arm around my shoulder.