I am Pregnant! And I am still a Virgin!!

Chapter 5

Pic of Dakota's cap for all those who don't know what it is. It is quite common in my home country to wear this so and this isn't taking place in America so I figured I would add it. Imagine it pink though. Couldn't find any  :-)

Trevis was rinking a coke when I walked out the front door.

He began to choke as he caught sight of me, "What happened to you?" He exclaimed.

I felt embarrassed, "Don't laugh, okay?"

He sknickered as I closed the car door after entering.

I shot him a deadly look and his laughing stopped, "I'm sorry okay? But just tell me what happened."

"My mom and I were doing makeovers and dye our hair but it ended up being perminate." I explained.

"So why didn't you just dye it back blonde?" He asked.

I sighed, "I can't. Then it won't look natural. I have to wait for it to grow back."

He looked at me strangely, "So you would rather your hair match your clothes than have it a fake blonde?"

"Well no. I am going to dye it black. I think it suits me. It'll make me look dangerous." I smiled as Travis pulled off at full speed.

Travis chuckled, "Dangerous is the correct word for it."

I gave him a light smack on his shoulder which made him laugh.

Atleast my top matched my hair. I wore a skin tight skinny jeans and a form fitting, long sleeved v-neck with pink flats and acessories. I wore this on purpose so that it blended in and not singled out my hair.

We soon reached the school and Travis pulled up in the same parking space as the day before. I quickly pulled out a pink rasta cap. I fit it on my head so only my black hair could be seen.

Travis came over to open the door for me, "That actually looks good on you."

I forced a smile which he saw through and began to laugh. He grabbed my pink handbag and accompained me inside the building, his arm slung casually over my shoulders as my hand went around his waist. These actions caused us some stares from passers-by but we both ignored it.

"What's up, my homey!" I saw Sloan greet Travis.

"Hey man." Travis answered.

Sloan looked at me, "Love the new do."

"Ugh! I'm having a bad hairday." I complained.

Sloan and Travis laughed at this. I saw Sophia from the corner of my eyes, walking up to where we stood.

"Oh my god! Why didn't you tell me that you decided to go brunette!" She squealed with excitement and anger at the same time.

"Well I didn't really decide it." I answered.

Sophia built up with excitement, "Well let me see it."

Before I could stop her, she pulled off my cap. Sophia stood there with shock on her face as she looked at my hair.

"What did you do to your hair?" She asked in a whisper, still shock.

I groaned, "It's my mom's fault. I didn't know it was perminate."

Sophia touched my hair, "Well I LOVE IT!" She exclaimed causing attention.

I sighed, "Now you caused an audience. Great."

"Oh please girl. You look good. Have I ever taught you to study what other people think?" Sophia looked at me in a motherly fashion, waiting for an answer.