Her Mistake

∆ THIRTY SIX ∆ .

Dedicated to _mothawriter_. Happy birthday in advance my July baby.

My eyes rushed through the content of the book on the table, searching for a particular topic. I needed to clear my doubts and the library was the first place I decided would do justice to whatever doubt I had.

"Page one hundred and fifty seven." I murmured, flipping the pages frantically, searching for the number on the right edge of the textbook.

It felt like that particular page was missing. It didn't surface and that alone increased my anxiety.

Relieve washed over me when I found the chapter. I pushed my chair deeper into the reading cubicle to prevent anyone from getting a glimpse of what I wanted to read. I rested my glasses on the bride of my nose, more firmly to prevent it from falling.

Some students making use of the library spoke in hushed tones. One thing the school library adhered strictly to was the no chattering policy. If you needed to talk in the library, you did it through hushed tones.

The librarians never joked with their jobs.

My mum didn't speak about our encounter at the bathroom during the ride to school. It was either she forgot about it or she was saving our unfinished conversation for later; when I returned from school. The latter I hoped it was.

Symptoms of Pregnancy.

My eyes carefully read each word even to the crosses on the letter t and f.

Cease of mensuration.

A small gasp escaped my lips. I hadn't seen my period in a month and not seeing it was the first symptom, it got me more worried.

I went through the book, reading carefully every symptom highlighted and explained. When I was done with reading my heart was thumping hard in my chest, my hands also quivering.

The only symptom which I wasn't exhibiting was cravings and eating ravenously. I only had three plates of white rice and fish stew for dinner yesterday, so I wasn't eating too much. Was I?

My stomach growled. I didn't have breakfast and it was lunch break already. I had not eaten anything apart from the meat pie I ate before coming to the library.

I moved the chair back, earning a loud screeching sound as the metal legs of the chair scrapped the tiled floor. That act would most likely attract stares from the other users of the library.

As expected, when I stood angry eyes peered at me. I waved a hand, sheepishly apologizing while picking the Home-economics textbook I was reading on the table.

Hastily, I returned it to the first metal shelf I came in contact with even though that wasn't where I originally picked the book from. I signed out of the library and hurriedly made my way to my class.

It didn't take long for me to get to the class as I had practically ran up the stairs within seconds.

I spotted Zara and Joyce talking on their seats. Anna and a few friends were also chattering at the far end of the class, giggling as well.

I moved towards Zara, on the left side but opted out, my subconscious telling me she was going to be insensitive to the news. I went to the far end of the class to meet Anna who was giggling to what one of the three boys with her had said.