It's Saturday morning, and I wake up to look at the clock on my table near my bed. It's 9 o'clock. I never wake up this early on a weekend. Maybe my body is used to waking up early because of school. I get up, put on my slippers, go to the bathroom, and wash my face. After I finish, I walk up the stairs to the kitchen and make some coffee.
"Good morning Celine," my dad says. I just look at him and nod. I am lifeless when I wake up. It takes me about ten minutes to get myself together in the morning.
After my coffee is ready, I go to the dining table and check my phone. I was in a group message last night with Michele, Jesse, and Katie, but I fell asleep. I read the messages I missed last night. It's nothing important, but I read it anyways because they might talk about it on Monday, and I don't want to feel left out.
I walk to the couch, coffee in hand and slippers dragging, and plop down. I turn on the TV and start watching a World War II documentary. I love the history of this war, and especially the Holocaust. I know what you're thinkingーCeline that's vulgar. What is wrong with you? Well, I also find the history of the Klu Klux Klan interesting as well, and religious cults too.
I feel my phone vibrate on my lap. I got a text from Penn. He asks if I wanted watch The Hunger Games and Catching Fire today. I run upstairs to my parent's room and ask my mom.
"Mother, can I go to my friend'a house today to watch The Hunger Games and Catching Fire?"
"Who? Do I have to drive you far?" She complains and exasperates.
"No," I sigh. "He lives right down the street."
"He?" She asks, and sounds nervous.
"Um, yes? His name is Penn, and he's a new student."
"Fine. Be home by six so you can eat dinner."
"Thank you!"
I walk out, and down the stairs. I walk into the kitchen, and put my mug into the sink. I take out my phone and text him:
What time should I be there :)
He texts back:
As soon as possible!
I rush down the stairs, and wash my face again. I always need to have my face perfectly clean before I put my makeup on. I look through my closet to find something nice to wear. I don't want to be too dressed up. It's bot school, so I don't have to try that hard. But it is Penn. I should look nice, but not too nice. This is really difficult. I decide to wear cuffed jeans, a black tank top, a black cardigan, and a thin red infinity scarf. I sit at my desk and put my makeup on. I flat iron my hair, then I put my New York City charm bracelet on. I put on my black TOMS, and I leave my house.
I cross walk down the sidewalk, an cross the street. I turn left, and his house is the second house on the street. I walk up the concrete steps, and ring the doorbell. Penn answers the door.
"Hi Celine! Come in,"
I walk in and take off my shoes. He motions me with his hand to follow him, so I do. I pass by the kitchen where his mom is making coffee.
"Oh, gosh. Penn I didn't know your friend was coming over now. I could've gotten ready!" she says, and gasps.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I can come at a different time."
"Noー" she starts, but then Penn interrupts.
"No, you're fine. It's okay," he says to me. His mom smiles.
"Well, hello Celine. You can call me Lily."
I smile, and nod. Penn grabs my arm, and says, "Come on!"
We go down the stairs to his basement. His house is set up like mine, but instead of a bedroom, his family uses it as a den. I sit down on the big sectional couch. Penn walks over to a long counter, a bar.
"Do you want anything? I have lemonade, root beer, ummm water.." he asks as he looks through a mini fridge near the doorway.
"I like lemonade." I say.
"Okay, one lemonade coming up."
He pulls out a bottle if lemonade for me, and then one for himself. there's a microwave next to the fridge, and it starts beeping. He pulls out a big bag of popcorn, and pours it into a big red bowl. He walks over and sits next to me.
"I already have the movie in, so I wouldn't have to awkwardly put the DVD in," he says.
"Haha, okay. But before it starts, where is a bathroom?" I ask, and he points up the stairs and says to turn right. I get up and walk up the stairs and go into the bathroom. I see if my hair is okay, and check my makeup. I flush the toilet so I don't sound awkward, you know. I need to sound I like I went to the bathroom. I walk back down, and he pushes play.
We are at the point where Cato is strangling Peeta on the Cornucopia. My phone vibrates, and I check it. Michele texted me. I open the text, and it says:
Celine, something is really wrong.
I hesitate, and Penn notices. He turns to me and says, "Celine, are you okay?"
"Oh, um. Yeah I'm okay. my friend is some kind of trouble. Do you mind if I call her?"
"Yeah, sure. No problem!"
I get up and walk out of the room. I call Michele, she answers quickly.
"Celine, I am freaking out!" she cries.
"Michele, what is wrong? What happened?"
"CELINE. I AM PREGNANT!"
My phone drops to the floor.
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