Monday rolls around and I groan as I am dragged out of bed...literally. After such an exciting weekend, I just want to lay in bed and never get up again.
"Christine come on," Rowan begs and I groan again as her hands are clamped onto one of my feet, Liam on the other.
"Chrissy, I will fart in your face if you don't get up," Liam threatens and I shoot up from the bed, throwing off the covers.
"Ha, knew that would get her going," Liam says with his arms crossed and a smirk. I roll my eyes and lightly shove him.
"Your farts are deadly," I say and he laughs while sticking his tongue out. I hear him shriek and the two of them run out the bedroom door as I chuck a pillow in their direction.
I look beside me in the bed to see Rose gone from her side. I glance around the room, but breath in relief when I hear the shower going on and a light hum from the bathroom.
I quickly brush back my hair into a small bun, throwing on a pair of leggings and light pink long sleeve, a large sweater seeing as while the sun is out the snow is disappearing only slowly, and my snow boots to finish off my look.
Rose soon finishes and after getting ready, we head out for school. I fidget with my hands in the car, sitting beside Rowan as I listen in on the conversation between Lauri and Rose.
This week I am now getting thrown into regular classes with the other students, and can see Rose and the twins on a more regular basis in school.
I have already gotten looks at my swollen stomach, but it makes me feel a bit more comfortable knowing I have Rose by my side and these are kids that I've never been to school with before.
Lauri wishes us a good day and drives away as we enter through the large doors of the school's entrance. Lockers decorate either side of the halls, students milling around.
I see girls dressed cutely for the winter time, others dressed in darker grays and blacks, some in tight clothing and others in extremely baggy clothing.
Boys dressed in jeans is normal or sweats, bundled tightly for the winter time with scarves or beanies or large sweaters.
Many eyes scour over my appearance as usual, some scowling, others not giving me a second thought.
My hands pull out my phone as I look over the picture of my schedule, doing my best to memorize what I had to do.
The bell rings, signaling for all students to get to class. I look up worriedly, Rose catching my eye before chuckling.
"You're fine, it won't be any different than these past weeks. The classes will just be a bit more full," Rose says with a reassuring touch to my shoulder, before walking off to her classroom.
I waddle off to find my first class, most on my schedule being new, a few the same but in a completely different order.
As soon as I make it into my government class, I hear the late bell go off and I quickly find a seat towards the middle of the room, the row closest to the door.
As soon as I sit down, the need to pee hits me like a truck, and I can feel my legs shaking beneath me.
The teacher, Mrs. Tish, soon walks in right behind the bell, setting her supplies down and ignoring the mindless chatter going on around the classroom.
I make my way to her desk as quickly as possible, her eyes landing on me as my stomach hovered over the edge of her short desk.
"Can I pee?" I ask and she smiled lightly before nodding.
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The Baby Pact
Teen Fiction-COMPLETED- Christine Moore was your average teenager: parties, boys and school. But that's all turned upside down when her pregnancy test comes back positive. Upon being pregnant at sixteen, her parents then throw her out for disgracing their fami...
