Pregnant By A Pimp

Mystery Man

"Hi, may I buy this dress please? It's for grad."
"Sure ma'am, that will be $500."
*Swipes card*
"Um, Im sorry ma'am, but your balance is only $50..."
I look at the cashiers face in shock. "Try that again..."
"Yeah, I'm sorry. The balance is still $50"
This can't be happening.
"I'm sorry." I say as I leave the store holding back tears. How could I have $50 in my bank account?!?! I need to find a job. Quick. Uni is starting and I won't be able to afford tuition. Tuition is $20,000. I have $50 in my bank account. I'm freaking out. My future has gone down the drain.
I run to my car in the parking lot. As I take a seat I break down in tears.

I arrive back home and I run through my front door. I run to my desk to prepare myself for a job hunt.
All the jobs I qualify for pay like shit. What am I going to do. Sell my house? The house my mom left me before she died from cancer?
No.
I couldn't.
I could ask my dad for help... No.
We are on bad terms. I can't face him after what he did to my mom. Horrible.
I might as well just kill myself now. I HAVE to go to university. I promised my mom. I'll have to find a way...

Next Day
I have $50 in my bank account. FIFTY. I could barely sleep last night.
I'm going to Lauren, my best friends house. Maybe she can help me. She's pretty well off.
On my way there I decide to stop for coffee. At least I could afford that.
I buy one dark for Lauren and one iced coffee for me. On my way out I spot a sexy guy... A kind of dirty sexy. One you wouldn't find in any other man.
Damn. He fine. Eh whatever, he wouldn't go out with a girl who has $50 in her bank account. Actually $46 now since I bought these coffees. Hah.
On my way out, the guy stopped me at the door.
I'm shocked.
"Hey," he said with a smug grin.
"Um- hey."
"One of those coffees for me?"
I chuckled.
"Names Mark."
"Ellie."
"So Ellie, may I ask for your number?"
"Haha. Give me your phone."
He hands me his phone. I add my number to the contacts. I noticed how many numbers he had on his phone. Wow. He must do this to a lot of girls. Don't get your hopes up Ellie.
I hand him back his phone smiling.
"See you later. Call me!" I say while walking out the door. He smiles. I felt good.
I didn't feel like the broke student who is jobless.
I didn't feel like the poor girl who's mom died.
I felt wanted.
Ugh, Ellie, stop. He's just a guy you saw at a coffee shop.

Next Day
I woke up to the beautiful sound of my phone ringing. Great.
I look to see it's not my usual alarm, it's Mark. I feel butterflies in my stomach. I answer the phone.
"Helloooo?"
"Hey, Ellie."
My cheeks get red.
"So whats up?"
"So would you like to go out for coffee sometime?"
I feel butterflies everywhere. I can't believe this. My first date. I know, I know, I seem like a loser for never going out in high school, but none of the guys there interested me.
Mark was older. Around 30. I'm only 19. Come on, not that bad... Meredith and Derek on Grey's Anatomy have a 12-year difference so...

He's not a scummy high school boy. I could sense he was different. I do kind of like older guys. Not to mention he was one of the hottest guys I've ever seen.

I suddenly remember all the numbers he had on his phone. Were they other women?
Ah, I'm overreacting. They were probably just some friends.
"Sure, tomorrow at 3?"
"Perfect. See you then, Elle."
I hung up.
I don't even know what I'm feeling right now. Elle. No ones ever called me that before. I now realize how childish the name Ellie is. And especially the way Mark says it. Elle. It gives me tingles. I'm so excited for tomorrow.