(A/N: Chapters 19-22 will be posted now and then 22-Epilogue a week later and then a week after that the Sequel will be posted.)
It has been at least two or three weeks since Beck and I had a very special moment with each other. I remember me being so excited, but yet so nervous. I was nervous because I was scared my parents might pick up on something. But, at the same time I was excited to tell Tisha.
Tisha was more excited than I was and that was saying something, since I did the deed. She told Dave, even though Beck had already told Dave. We didn't tell Heather, even though Heather rarely hung out with us now. She felt excluded and went back to kissing Oliver's ass.
I told her how I heard their conversation in the bathroom and she did some fake tears, but I wasn't buying it this time. She apparently said I'd rue the day I was born. I didn't really care what she had to say and didn't really entertain her.
"Hey, baby girl." Beck greeted me, pecking my lips and hugging me.
"Hey, stud." I smiled, continuing to walk to the cafeteria.
"Why don't you go sit down? I'll get your lunch for you."
"Okay, I want pepperoni pizza and an orange soda or ginger beer, doesn't matter. He nodded and went on the line whilst I searched for a place to sit. I scanned the cafeteria, impatiently.
Tisha waved and Dave looked at what she was waving at. I made way towards her and Dave. The walk felt like forever as my feet ached. I slid beside Tisha and greeted them with a lonesome smile.
"Hey." I breathed out, tirelessly.
"Hey, young one."
"Hello, madam." Dave did a cowboy accent and tipped his drink. "So, Beck and I sent our applications for the college we wanted to go to, yesterday."
"That's good, when are the results coming in?" I asked.
"They're supposed to come in a week or two. What college are you two going to?"
"Well, we don't know but we're going to the same college. Since, we both want to be teachers. But, we're teaching different levels." I nodded, agreeing to what she said.
"Oh, that's cool." He shrugged. Beck came with our food and sat in front of me, next to Dave.
"What's up, dude?"
"Just the usual." They did a little dude handshake and smirked at us. I rolled my eyes and took the food that was handed to me.
When I was about to bite into the pizza I felt like I was going to throw up. The smell was so atrocious. It smelt like grease and more grease. Normally I would kill this, but I guess I wasn't into eating it. I took a big bite, forcing myself to eat the slice.
"Thanksgiving is tomorrow. Why aren't we on break?" Tisha groaned.
"Oh, we don't do breaks at this school. Only breaks we get are Christmas, Easter and summer. But, they're all pretty long. The Christmas and New Years breaks are all crammed in one." Beck informed her.
"That's sad." I added, taking another bite.
"Tell me about it." Dave sighed, taking one of Tisha's fries.
This vile taste went up my throat. I shot up from the seat and quickly ran to the bathroom, covering my mouth with my hand. I went straight to the stink and let go of everything I ate for the day.
In seconds I heard Tisha barge through. "Girl, what's a wrong with you.." She trailed off. "Do you think you're..?"
"No way!" I screeched, wiping my mouth with a paper towel and rinsing my mouth with water. I looked at her through the mirror. "I can't be pregnant."
"Did you guys use protection?" I thought back to the night and didn't remember seeing a condom.
"Now that I think about it, I don't think so. Tisha, I can't be pregnant. My parents will ruin me."
"We can go buy tests this afternoon." She rubbed my back and I just felt like crying. Why me? Why couldn't just keep my legs closed and not hoe it up.
I prayed the day went fast. I avoided Beck like the plague and after awhile I felt bad for ignoring him, but it was the only other way I could cope with the news.
As soon as school was out I dragged Tisha to my car, where I drove to the nearest pharmacy store. I told her to pick the fanciest pregnancy test there and to get three. We went straight home and I was awaiting the results. Tisha wasn't making me feel any better.
"Dave uses a condom."
"See, this is why you take sex ed."
"I'm gonna be the best Aunt ever!"
"What are you gonna name him or her?"
"Aria for a girl and Zayn for a boy. That's dope."
"That baby is gonna be so cute and rich!"
I groaned at her annoyance and went in the bathroom. I picked up the first pregnancy test. It had the plus sign and I felt my hear falter just a little. I picked up the second one, just itching for it to be negative. The third one read positive and at that point I was done.
I threw all the tests in the garbage and basically had melt down. Tisha came running in and began to comfort me. She ran her fingers through my hair and tried to reassure me that everything will be okay.
Just imagining the look on my parents face made me want to cry. I was upset that on had messed up and gotten pregnant. Plus, I had sex in a freaking car, not even a hotel.
I knew my mom would be upset, because her and her mother had given birth at age seventeen too. I was turning eighteen in May so technically I wouldn't be too bad. But, I was still as bad as they were. My mom said that I would break the chain, but I'm just continuing and if I have a girl, oh gosh. She would continue it.
"My parents are going to kill me." I sobbed.
"You need to tell them tomorrow at the dinner. So, that way when they find out it won't be because they noticed you're getting bigger. It'll be because you decided to tell them."
"I know, but I'm terrified."
"I'll be there," I sniffed. "But, I hope you know you have to invite Beck, his dad and his kkk mother."
"Maybe, I should call him right now and tell him." I looked up at her and she gave me a look of sympathy. "Maybe you should."
I got up with the help of her and headed to get my phone. I unlocked the phone and dialed Beck's number. He didn't answer on the first call, so I called again. I didn't want to text him it, because it would be so wrong. I'd rather do it in person, but I was such a wreck right now.
On the third ring he had answered. "Hello?" He answered.
"Beck," I began to sob once more, feeling utterly embarrassed. "I'm pregnant."
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