The sound of my annoyingly loud alarm woke me from my deep sleep. I rubbed my eyes as I went to roll over, but I realized I was wrapped in a pair of arms. I forgot who was beside me for a second until I saw his face. He was still sleeping, and he looked like an angel. I quickly turned off my alarm, not wanting to wake him up. It was Monday, a school day, so I'd have to get him up myself.
"Yoongi..." I said quietly.
He shifted his position a little, but he still didn't open his eyes. I guess I'd have to be a little louder.
"Yoongi, wake up," I said louder.
All I got was a whine from him before he went back to sleep. I didn't want to be rude by waking him up, but I knew I had to. I tried to think of ways to wake him up, but I ultimately gave up. I just decided to get up without him. I slowly escaped his grasp as I sat up. I was about to stand up, but I was stopped by feeling a pair of arms wrap around my waist.
"Ok, I'm up now," I heard a deep, sleepy voice from behind me say.
I turned around to see him rubbing his eyes like I had been. He smiled once he saw my face, causing me to blush. He brushed some hair away from my face before kissing me. That was the best feeling in the world.
Once we had gotten dressed and ate some breakfast prepared by my mom, we headed off to school. For some odd reason I was nervous to go to school. I just had this feeling like something bad might happen. I tried to ignore it as we approached the school.
As soon as I walked into school, I got weird stares and saw many people whispering things to each other. I ignored it and kept walking. I noticed everyone was doing it, and that's when I got concerned. Even Yoongi noticed.
"Why are they all staring at you like that," he whispered in my ear.
"I-I don't know," I stuttered.
We continued walking to my locker until I was confronted by Kenzie. She was laughing loudly at something someone had said. I noticed Ryan wasn't there though. I kept walking past her, but unfortunately she saw me. She grabbed my arm and pulled me towards her. She continued to talk very loudly.
"So Emily, do you know if it's a boy or girl yet," she asked, still laughing loudly.
"What?"
My stupidity caused her to laugh even more. "Don't act stupid. Everyone in the school knows you're pregnant now. So is it gonna be a girl or boy?"
My face most likely went up ten shades of red. I couldn't believe she told everyone I was pregnant. I guess that's what all the stares were for. I knew she hated me, but this was too far.
"Kenzie, I am not pregnant," I said calmly.
"Stop trying to deny it, we all know it's true. But the real question is-who's the father?"
"I'm not pregnant."
She ignored my statement. "Maybe it's your boyfriend. Or even better, maybe it's Ryan!" She laughed even louder at that.
So many thoughts were clouding my mind, but I was only mainly thinking about one. "Why would Ryan be the father?"
Her laughter died down quickly. She narrowed her eyes at me, and gave me the dirtiest look possible. I could tell whatever she was about to say she didn't want everyone to hear.
"You know what I mean," she whispered rudely.
I looked at her confused, and I could tell she was getting angry. "No, I actually don't."
She sighed, but her anger grew more. "Remember...throwing yourself on Ryan..."
My face grew red again, and she smirked.
"Yeah, that's what I thought," she said, backing away from my face.
