The Baby Project

pov:chloe

"alright class, settle down." everyone scatters back to their seats curious on what the project is going to be. i can already tell his up to no good. he has a innocent smile playing on his lips that is contradicting the mischievous glint in his eyes. "i'll get straight to the point. you're doing the baby project!" silence falls upon the whole classroom,nobody being able to process the information. My eyes go wide and my breathing stops for just a second. i lift my head to look around the room to see a few disgusted facial expressions and an occasional few that were ghost white. they kid next to me looked like he was going to projectile vomit any second. i scooted the other way just in case. just then a few murmurs and groans were heard clearly showing their displeasure.

"now" mr browns says clapping his hands to gain their attention. " don't even think of flunking this project because it is worth 70% of your total grade. you will be partnered up with someone of the opposite sex randomly. ladies come here to choose your partner from the box."
I watch as the girls walk up to the front of the classroom and reach into the black box that contains the name of all the boys in our class. the box of death. All i could hope for that i at least got someone who was willing to help me and took this project seriously.

It was soon my turn and i walked up with shaky legs. I reach in with all eyes following my every move. I pick the first paper i touch. Praying that god is on my side, i open it. Kyle Davis. It read 'Kyle Davis'. You heard me right. all the colour drained from my face. Noticing my shocked face mr brown had an idea of who i got. i looked up to his amused face. i cursed myself. "are fucking kidding me chloe. out of all the people i just HAD to get him didn't i" i angrily whispered to myself. i stomped back to my seat with 20 pairs of curious eyes trailing me.

my conscience just had to add fuel to the fire at that moment. 'say good bye to your perfect score Chlo' i balled my fists. i look around to find my so called partner and as usual he had skipped. just when i was going to request a change of partner, the door opened. revealing a smiling Kyle all in his glory walking in late. "mr Davis, what is your excuse now?" a very bored mr brown asked. "you know, just the usual, woke up late" he nonchalantly replied walking to his seat. who does he is ? replying as if he owns the place.

"alright class go sit with your partner." everyone moved toward their partner sulking. some even tried to exchange their partners with their friends. noticing their mischief "and no changing, a F grade straight away!" mr brown added. hmph! i was so sure i could get rid of Kyle. any girl way so willing to get with him.

i slowly made my way towards him. He didn't even know what was the project! he is such a pain in the ass already. his eyes followed my figure sitting next to him. not just him the whole class. "what? chloe got Kyle?" "wOw, that bitch!" " did she cheat?". from the corner of my eye i noticed a icy glare thrown my way from the queen bee, Stacy. God, someone tell this class that i do NOT want to be partnered with him. i have literally became the number 1 enemy to the whole girls population in a matter of seconds.

"what are you doing here?" i turned to face a smirking Kyle, his eyes showing a hint of curiosity. "look, i don't want to be here either. we have to do this stupid baby project and you are helping me. You got that? its 70% of my grade and i am not willing to sacrifice that just because of your ignorant ass. you understand? " surprising myself that without stuttering. Amusement flickered in his eyes but he quickly masked it with irritation. "watch who your talking to like that. besides, it 70% of MY grade too. You think i'm going to let you slide? nuh-uh." since when did he care about grades ? all i know that he somehow gets a decent grade in quizzes. Not going to lie- always assumed that he cheated.
"attention! i'm not going to repeat myself so listen carefully.You will not be handling robot babies but actual babies. you are to take this very seriously since you are taking care of an actual baby. you are to report to cassia foster care at 8am sharp on Friday." before he could finish whispers erupted and a few gasps were heard. "quiet! dont worry, you will be given a credit card with unlimited spending for 5 months. after that you are to find a job and support your own family. a small house will to each pair in our neighbourhood. no funny business. you will have to take care of the baby as if your own. take care of it, feed it, bath it and show it love."

i'm pretty sure mr brown couldn't even take care of the baby. he just referred to a baby as it. "AND before any of you object, yes your parents have given their consent." i feel betrayed. no wonder my mom was oddly quiet. he must've felt guilty for putting me through this. i can't believe her. "gentlemen, now the number, age and gender of your baby is in your hands." without hesitation, Kyle stood up and walked to the front. i watched as he picked up the first paper and open it. i watched his expression like a hawk looking at its prey. Surprisingly, i could make out a hint of excitement or my eyes are deceiving me. he walked back with a expressionless face and handed me the paper. "4 year old boy" relief washed over me as i the idea of dealing with newborns were out of the way.

" you are to meet at the foster care i mentioned earlier to pick your baby. Do not be late. The rest of the class time will be for you are your partner to bond. Thats it!" everybody started making plans with their partners while we were oddly quiet. that was until Kyle spoke. "i'll pick you up at 7:30 at yours?" i nodded and proceeded to write down my address for him on small paper i tore out from my textbook. "cool." it was back to that awkward silence. i was the first one to zoom out once the bell rang wanting to get away from the uncomfortable silence. i made my way to Amanda who was eagerly waiting for me to tell her all about the tea in my class.