Lady Of The Church

When The Hearsay's True....

"This is our last performance before we prepare for our final," Ms.Romanov told her theatre class first period this morning. "It's about comedy. So everyone, laugh a little!"

This class had completely fallen apart by the middle of April, though. It was April twelfth to be exact. And the few remaining students that weren't ostracized by now all hated each other. No one could even attempt to laugh.

Mick and Mitchie were completely off on their own and isolated themselves from the rest of the class with their "holier-than-thou" attitudes. They haven't even fought with each other for months. However, not fighting with each other, they fought with everyone else.

Especially Jill and Sherman ever since Jill came back in February.

By now, everyone in Graymoor and Dunville knew that Jill and Sherman were going to get married and that she was pregnant. Knowing all of this, they were yet again very welcome in town as everyone became sympathetic to their situation. However, there was no news as to whether she was going to have the baby or not.

"Well, you're running out of time to decide to get an abortion or not," Sherman kept reminding her.

Jill said, "I know, I know. What do you want me to do?"

"I want whatever you want," Sherman told her.

"You know how I feel about abortion," Jill said. "But, then again, I'm not even sure I can raise a child. I'm not cut out to be a teen mom!"

"And I don't know how to take care of a child, though, but my mom's pretty good at it." Sherman was getting concerned for Jill. She's always having mood swings, she's always stressed, and she was freaking out over anything and everything.

Last night she had a meltdown over something she realized a little too late.

"Sherman!" she cried when she was at his house last night. "I won't fit in my prom dress!!!!!" He tried to tell her that she could get it tailored but then she argued, "Nooooooooo!!! You don't understand! I'm going to look like a whale at prom if I have a baby! A whale! A big, fat whale!!!!"

And she brought it up again during final rehearsal for tonight's performance in theatre class.

Ms.Romanov was preaching. "Even though we all can't stand each other, we gotta put on a happy face! And smile! And laugh! And sing! And dance! Life's just a comedy! That is our theme, after all!"

"I can't dance!" Jill cried. "I already look like a whale!"

She then laid down in the middle of the stage and started crying. "Don't be like this, Jill!" Sherman said, trying to pick her up. "You're not a whale!!! You look fine!"

"I'm so fat and ugly! Like a whale!"

The class had to sing and act without them as Sherman had to console her during this time. He had to sit her down in one of the auditorium seats and give her a talking to. He began, "Jill, first off, you're not a whale! And you're not fat and you're definitely not ugly. Remember how you won Lady Of The Church?"

"That was when I was skinny and pretty and not pregnant and only because your dad let me win," Jill said. "That was then, when I was actually attractive."

"And you're still attractive. Oh yes are you still attractive," Sherman assured her.

"You're only saying that because we're getting married shortly. Oh no!"

"Oh no?"

"I'm going to look like a whale in my wedding dress!!!!!"

"Jill, Jill, Jill, Jill, Jill!!!!" Sherman said. "Look at me, Jill. You're not a whale. There's no rush on when we have to get married. We can wait it out until you are completely satisfied with how you look, okay?" She nodded silently. "But there is a rush on if you're getting an abortion or not."