"Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none."
- William Shakespeare
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The blaring of the alarm goes off, indicating it's 8:00am and I have to get up since my interview is today.
I'm really happy I'm taking the next step but I honestly thought I'll get to rest a few days first.
Oh Dear God, forgive me for being so complainant about the good things in my life.
I'm just human and I can't help it can I?
Indulged in my thoughts, I realise that I'm done with my shower faster than predicted. I take out some formal clothes and put them on.
I pull my hair into a tight ponytail. I decide to do no make up. I don't have time and I'm not a fun of that thing anyways.
Within forty five minutes I'm standing infront of the Stanford building and I can't help but praise myself for how far I've come.
Hello future!
🎀🌚🎀
My interview went well. I get to start my schooling as well as my internship on Monday, which is a week away from today.
Deciding I don't really have much to do, I drive my the doctor's office. I'll have to go at some point anyway.
"Goodmorning. I'm here to see Doctor Roben Ross" I greet the receptionist
"Do you have an appointment?" She asks curtly. She's not very nice.
"Well no, but I was hoping to see him. It's very urgent" I say and she nods
Thirty minutes later I'm sent in.
"Ms. Johnson" he greets, getting up from his seat behind his desk.
"You remember me." I take note
"Of course I do. It's only been a week Ms. Johnson"
"Please let's drop the formalities. Call me Eufy. And by the way, I've been experiencing some funny symptoms of late. Vomit, headache, loss of appetite" I say to the doctor and the colour on his face drains a little "I feel it's not normal, you think I've caught an infection or something?"
He clears his throat before speaking,
"Well we can't be certain until we run some tests. Please take this" he says, handing me a pregnancy test from one of his side shelves
I take it and follow the necessary instructions even though I'm confused and at a loss of words of why I'm being handed this when I'm still a virgin.
I wait a few minutes until the doctor emerges
"Well the tests came back positive. You're a few days pregnant Eufy"
He says and my world crumbles around me.
This can't be possible. This isn't true. I am a virgin. I am not pregnant. I can absolutely not be pregnant.
"What the fuck do you mean I'm pregnant? I am still a freaking virgin! You confirmed that" I yell, slamming my hands on his desk
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