Classy Teenage Whore

Chapter 6

A Stressful, Sexist Semester

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I drove to school Monday morning, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach. Getting out of my car, I slammed the door shut and quickly shuffled up the hill to get to class. I didn't want to wait around and socialize today. 

I can hear Josh from a distance. I try looking busy. 

"Hey!", I heard him call. I ignored it thinking--hoping--wishing it was to someone else. 

"Michaela!" My stomach dropped. I turned on my heel to face the direction in which he was calling. 

He started walking over here, some of his friends following. My hearing was fading, I was getting hot, and he was getting closer. Should I tell him? No, he has people with him. I don't want a rumor started. 

"Hey, stranger" He said, smiling. 

"Oh, hey" I replied, dragging out the 'Y'. 

He looked puzzled. 

"So, what have you been up to? We should hang out again!" He said, nudging my arm. 

"Yeah, text me sometime". I said, trying to cut the conversation short. I tried to look like I was in a hurry by adjusting my purse on my shoulder and looking paranoid. 

"Alright, see you soon!" He said, nudging my arm again, knocking off my purse from my shoulder. 

My purse hit the ground, and his friend immediately dropped to the ground to pick it up. 

I felt the sudden horror rush through my blood as he picked up something I should have gotten rid of last weekend. 

He picked it up and held it to his face, reading what it was. He slowly looked to Josh, and then back up to me. 

He then handed it over, the pregnancy test box. 

Shit. 

"Uh, is thatt-..?" Josh managed to utter out. 

"I gotta go..I'll see you Josh" His friend said, making a mad dash to a nearby group of his friends. 

"Is there something going on?" Josh said, getting frantic.

"Well, I'm no--" Josh cut me off.

"You're pregnant. You lied. You said you were on the pill, bitch!" Josh said, his eyebrows pinched together. 

"Excuse me, would you like to calm the fuck down while I finish?" I said, keeping a safe tone. 

A group of boys, the same group Josh's friend just ran to, were all looking at me and pointing. Oh God. The rumors have started. Well, for all I know it might not be a rumor, it could be the truth.

"Look, I'm not sure if I am or not. I'm too scared to check." I said, almost whispering. 

"You need to check!" Josh started raising his voice. "I'm not ready to be a father! I don't want a kid! You knew this was going to happen! You're a fucking idiot!" Josh said, gathering attention, and almost yelling. 

Before I knew it, my fist had managed to locate Josh's right temple and Josh was on the ground. 

"If you weren't so ignorant, you would've noticed that I'm also not ready to be a mother". 

I stormed off up the hill and to the school. 

The day was going by fast, but not nearly as fast as the rumor had. It was already third period, and I had twenty six people ask about it. One more class period to go. The bell rang, and I was on the way to fourth period. English. 

The teacher was having us write about ourselves and our academic achievements so far. Well, so far I was the top in my class, I've taken all honors, and I've been offered multiple full time scholarships to Ivy League schools. You could say I was ahead of the others. 

The phone rings. "Hello?" Our teacher answers. "Yes, she is". Her eyes shot towards me. "I'll send her your way. Yes. You're welcome." 

"Micheala?" She said. 

"Yes?" I looked up.

"They want to see you in the office."

I walked down the long hallway, ignoring the cat whistle. I opened the office door. 

"The principal wants to see you, honey" Everyone that worked up in the office seemed so nice. 

I walked up to the door 'YOU ARE NOW ENTERING A SOUND PROOF AREA", the door read...Interesting. I knocked. 

"Come in" A deep voice called out. 

"You wanted to see me?" I stated. 

"Yes, let's chat". I squinted my eyes, looking confused.

"So I understand you're sexually active." He said, in a stern voice.

"Yeah? It's kinda hard to find someone that isn't at this age. " I said, in a smirk tone.

"Yes. Well, I also heard you were expecting." He cocked one eyebrow at me.

"Not that I know of, sir." I gritted my teeth on it.

"Well, school policy requires you take a pregnancy test." He said.

"I've already been to the doctor, thank you though." I got up to exit the room when my wrist was stopped and I was shoved back into a chair.

"Were the results negative, darling?" He said with a slight grin on his face.

I ripped my hand loose from his grip. "I don't know, Mr. " I was a little frustrated.

"Well, we'll have to wait right here and call your doctor. I saw in my records that my brother is your doctor. I'll give him a call." He said, putting his phone on speaker. 

It rang. I was so nervous. 

"Hello?" My stomach dropped. 

"Hey, man. Pregnancy results for Michaela?"  I couldn't breathe. 

"Yes. One moment. " I let out half a breath. 

"It say right here, that Ms. Michaela..is not pregnant. " I let out a huge breath of air. 

"Perfect, thank you" He hung up. 

I got up, ready to exit. 

"One more thing..." He said, getting up and putting his hand on the door knob. 

"I don't want to hear about anymore of your sexual habits, or else." He said, with a dark look in his eyes. 

I scoffed, and turned towards the door. 

He grabbed my wrist once again and slammed me against the door. He pulled my arm behind my back and leaned his body against mine. I knew he used to be a body builder, but this was crazy. 

"I said or else!" He yelled, using his free hand to rub the front of my jeans, and back up to the button. 

He released and opened the door. I walked out. 

What is wrong with this school? 

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