Pregnant With The Bad Boys Kid

1: Girl You Aren't Worth The Goodwill Shirt You Have On.

Alli's POV.

"Allison LaRae, you need to make your bed. I did not spend 600 dollars on the bedding for you to just leave it sprawled on your bed like this!" My mother shouted at me.

My mom has this tendency to look at the higher things in life. Which, i don't blame her, she whooped her butt for what we have. My biological father left when i was 2, so she had to step up her game and make the money. Soon after, she married my Daddy.

"Mother, they're sheets. Please." I say, rolling my eyes as i look for clothes to wear.

"Well, i did not work my ass off for you to just-"

"'Neglect everything that you've bought for me'. Mom, really. I'm not high society, like yourself. Leave me be. I'll make my bed."

My mom hesitated, but walked out. Goodness, she can be so paranoid.

While i was getting ready, my little sister came in.

"Sissy!"

"Yes, baby doll?"

"Daddy needs you!"

"Ok, hun, I'll be down in a second."

"Otay."

She skipped out of my room, her dress swaying around her knees.

I have 3 siblings. Ayden, who's 20; Nathan, who's 14; and my little Ava, who's 3. I, am 18. Ayden is my full-blooded brother. He talks to our real father, but i refuse.

I finished my morning routine, and put on my MissMe jeans, and black satin shirt.

"I look decent," i thought, as i walked down my stairs.

"Good morning, Monkey," my daddy said, looking over at me.

"Morning, daddy." I skipped over and hugged him.

"Honey, you need to start speeding up your morning routine. Its 8:00." He looked at his watch.

"Oh! My bad. I'll see you after school!" I kissed his cheek, and went out to my car. I found the keys where i always set them. Time to go to school.

*********

"Allison, you look great. As always." My boyfriend cooed, coming up and kissing me.

"Thanks." I said, patting his arm.

He smiled down at me. "What, no kiss?"

I sighed and pecked his cheek. The thing is, is that I'm only dating Alex because people think we're great together.

Truth is, i can't stand him. He's too much into PDA. Also, he just is not good in bed. I mean, yeah, he's big in the pants, but he has no control. Its sloppy.

"I'll see ya, Alex." I gave him a small wave, and turned to walk out.

"OH. MY. GOSH. ALLI, YOU LOOK SO CUTE." My friend Beth yelled, running up to me.

"I, on the other hand, beg to differ," said Kiley, the biggest slut at our school.

"250 dollars spent on these, hun," I snapped back.

"Looks like you got it out of the trash," she retorted.

"Girl, you aint worth the goodwill shirt you have on," Beth pushed Kiley.

Kiley huffed and flipped her hair, stalking off like a toddler.

*******

I walked into my drama class, but i was soon stopped by the most gorgeous guy I've ever seen. He had slicked back, dark chocolate brown hair, and creamy brown eyes.

"Allison, take a seat. Class does not revolve around other students," My teacher said, looking over her glasses.

I rolled my eyes and sat down in my chair. Gosh, that boy was gorgeous. He was built, tall, and down right sexy.

"Now, students, please open your books to page 700. We will be discussing the art of death, tragedy, and love," Mrs. Sanders stated, with tons of enthusiasm.

"Yippee..." I mumbled, tapping my pen on the book.

"You will be choosing who your partner is, and you have to create a short production of the characteristics i listed."

I silently eyed the oh-so sexy boy sitting beside me. He slightly turned his head, and smirked.

"Im Channing. Who're you?" He asked, eyeing me up and down.

I spun my hair around my finger and smiled. "Allison. Where are you from?"

"Well, Allison. Im from someplace. You'll find out one day." He said.

I slightly nodded and turned.

My lord, his voice. Its so husky and seductive. I wanted to just jump up and kiss him. Maybe one day.