Things couldn't get any better for Julia Andrew, the newest addition to the Jump Street team. She enjoys going undercover in high schools and gets along very well with her new colleagues, especially Tom Hanson who quickly became her best friend.
But...
On my way to school that morning, I stopped by the nearest drugstore to buy a pregnancy test, just like I had decided I would earlier when I was still at Tom's. I didn't have a choice anymore, I needed to know. Shoving the small box at the bottom of my purse as soon as I got it, I drove to school, temporarily forgetting all about it. I was a professional and that's why I had to put my personal issues aside while I was on duty. I wasn't Julia Andrew anymore, I was undercover and it was time for me to concentrate on the case. I had a rapist to find and bust.
Things sadly didn't improve that much with Helena at school today. She still refused to speak to me in any way which brought me to the conclusion that maybe she knew I was a cop whose only purpose in her school was in fact questioning her to get what they wanted. I couldn't put my finger on which one of my few actions could've possibly blown my cover though. It was not like I had told any of the students that I was an undercover cop or anything like that. Well, or maybe I was just being paranoid and the girl simply didn't like me. That was still a possibility after all. Maybe I wasn't the one for that assignment.
After school, back at Jump Street
I was back at my desk, my eyes glued to the pregnancy test I had managed to hide beneath a pile of paper so no one would notice it, debating with myself on whether I should take it or not. I convinced myself all day that I would take it as soon as I would get back to the chapel without thinking twice, but it turned out not to be that easy once the time had come. It was something serious, the result of the test could radically change my life forever. I was pleased with my life the way it was and this idea of a possible looming change in it was absolutely terrifying. A part of me didn't want to know. What if I was pregnant ? One thing was sure, I didn't want to have a child, and espacially not now. I loved my job and I couldn't imagine having to take a break from it to raise a kid or worse, quitting it to become a stay-at-home mom just like my own mother did after I was born. Besides, I knew I would be the worst mother of all time. I mean, I never had that thing most women have with children, that maternal instinct or whatever they call it. I even hated baby dolls as a kid, those things used to scare the shit outta me. See, babys have never been for me.
I grabbed the test and threw it directly back into my purse, right where it had been all day. I didn't wanna know. I took a paper out of the huge pile that was resting on my desk and started working, but after a few seconds, I stopped. I had to take that damn test. Ignoring your problems won't make it go away. I had to find out if I was carrying a child, there was no escaping that. Plus, not knowing was making me grow so nervous, it was making me horribly sick. I felt nauseous and I couldn't ignore it any longer or I would probably end up puking on my desk, thanks to the anxiety.
I stood up as calmly and casually as possible, not wanting to draw attention to me, and slowly walked to the bathroom, holding my purse close to my chest. As I finally reached my destination, I locked myself up to make sure nobody would disturb me while I was there.
After I had taken it, I placed the test near the sink. Since waiting had never been my strong point, I started pacing back and forth as an attempt of relaxing. It wasn't much help though, because I was growing more and more nervous by the minutes.
After what felt like forever, time was eventually up to ckeck on the result. I inhaled deeply, mentally preparing for the worst as I hesitantly took a few stepps toward the sink. I closed my eyes, reaching for the small item. I could feel the sweat forming on my forehead as I grabbed it, along with the rythm of my heart increasing. A lump had formed in my throat and I felt dizzy, as if the world was spinning around me. The stress was getting the best of me and at one point, I really thought I was gonna faint.
Coming to the conclusion that waiting was only making it worse, I gathered all my courage before reluctantly forcing my eyes to open up.
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I frowned at what I saw : two lines. My eyes suddenly went wide in realization.
