"I hate these dorms..." Uma complained. They had only been at Auradon Prep for two weeks, and all Uma wanted to do was prove herself to the villains of the Isle. The stress had made her so sick.
"Uma, love, I'm worried about you," Harry told her.
"Don't worry, Harry," she replied. "I'm fine. It's just the stress of getting this task done is making me sick."
"Well, stop stressing about it," Harry chuckled. "We'll get it done, no matter how long it takes." She smiled at him a little. Things had been a little different between them since Harry told Uma that he loved her. Uma hadn't actually said it back, and that hurt Harry a little bit, but he couldn't just stop loving her because she possibly didn't love him back, or in the same way. "Either way, I still think you should see a doctor," Harry added. "We don't have them on the Isle, so it's something we should take advantage of."
"We do have a doctor on the Isle," Uma disagreed. "Dr. Facilier. Although, I guess he's not a proper doctor." Then a thought struck Uma. "Harry, I'll be back soon," she told him, grabbing her leather jacket and running out of his dorm.
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"Mal, I think you should go to the doctor," Evie said. "You've been sick for two weeks straight."
"Evie, I'm fine," Mal replied. Then she realised something. "E, I need you to get my back for something..."
"What?" she asked.
"Come with me," Mal replied. They got onto Mal's scooter and she took them to the supermarket. "I would've gone to the chemist, but they don't have self-serve checkouts," she told Evie.
"Why do you need a self-serve checkout?" Evie asked anxiously.
"That's exactly the face I need you to put on when we go through this," Mal said, putting her index finger in Evie's face. They raced to the health section for all the uterus products and Mal grabbed several pregnancy tests, putting them into the basket she picked up on the way into the store. They went to the fruits section to grab a few boxes of strawberries, then they made their way to the self-serve checkouts. They scanned the products quickly and put them into shopping bags before paying and leaving abruptly. They returned to Auradon Prep and immediately went up to their dorm. Mal took three of the pregnancy tests and went to the toilet, peeing on each one, then putting the caps on them, before walking back out and placing them on the desk. Evie went into the bathroom with the two tests she quietly stole from Mal's newly bought stash of tests. She peed on them and put the caps on them before placing them on the basin counter. Three minutes passed before she checked them again. The pink lines were clear as day. Sure, she already knew for certain, but this just made it all the more real. She came out holding the tests with the same look on her face as Mal.
"Are you pregnant?" Evie asked.
Mal nodded. "Are you?" she laughed and Evie nodded seriously. "Oh my God! You are?"
"Yeah," Evie replied. "I've known since last week."
"And you didn't tell me?" Mal demanded. "And if you've known since last week, why did you just take a test?"
"Because I found out from a blood test," Evie replied. "I just wanted to know what it felt like to see a positive home pregnancy test." They hugged. "How far along do you think you are?" Evie asked.
"About a month," Mal told her. "Ben and I had our first time a month ago. You?"
"Same," Evie informed her. "Doug and I had our first time a month ago, too."
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