This is my least favorite class. It's not that I hated Math. I'm just wasn't the biggest fan of our teacher, Ms. Swan. She is literally the meanest teacher ever. I had her Freshman year and on a quiz I got a score of 99.5. She took away half a point because I forgot to put the date. I asked her if she could give me that half a point if I did extra credit but she doesn't do extra credit. I know it's nothing but still.
She wore red glasses, and had her black hair in a bob. She has freckles and a mole near her lip. She wears very Antique clothes as well. "Okay, everybody take a seat!" She practically screams, as the bell rings for class. I take a seat at the far back on the left next to Sabrina and Caleb sits in front of me. That's weird. He has never ever sat anywhere near me. I didn't even know he knew me or my name.
I'm barely paying attention because I'm thinking of the fact that I'm pregnant. I'm looking out the window 90% of the class. I did this in all of my classes and Sabrina has to notify me when the bell rings notifying us that class has come to an end.
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Caleb and I are at Starbucks. As we walk in I can instantly smell the smell of coffee. Ah coffee. At least this won't ever change. Wait. Can I drink caffeine? Will it be bad for the baby? Oh no. We get in line when Caleb says, "Sooooo. What did you do at the party? I didn't see much of you." I look at him as if maybe he knows I'm pregnant. Somehow. Someway. "Sorry. I'f forgotten that you didn't want to talk about it."
"It's okay," I reply. "It's just not something I would like to look back at and remember." I want to take my phone out and check if you can drink caffeine while your pregnant but it would seem rude right now. We are at the checkout and the cashier asks with a huge smile on her face, "Hello, welcome to Starbucks. What would you like?" I look at the menu. Mocha Frappuccino. Java Chip Frappuchino. Caramel Brûlée Latte. Iced coffè Latte.
Caleb orders, "A large Double Chocolaty Chip Crème, please. What would you like, Penelope?"
"Uhhh. I'll take the... Peppermint Mocha? Yeah that one." Oh god I really hope it okay to drink it. I need to know more about my pregnancy.
The cashier whose name appears to be Chloe, asks for our names and we go sit at a round table by the window.
"Do you have any hobbies, Penelope?" Caleb asks.
I think about this for a moment and then I reply by saying, "I'm really into photography. In my room I have it filled with pictures of my favorite memories or just pictures I have taken that I thought were beautiful. No selfies though. Not unless I'm with someone else in the picture. What are your hobbies, Caleb?"
He smirks when he says, "Well, I guess you can call me somewhat of a music prodigy. I'm really good with many instruments."
"Oh, really?" I ask. "I've never heard your music or that you play music."
"I just got in a band with my brother and two of our friends. We are called 'Messy'."
"Messy? Interesting name. How did you come up with it?" Our drinks are ready, we sit back down and continue our conversation.
"I have no idea. We thought, there are four boys in a band, boys are messy, so 'Messy' is born."
I ask him in a joking matter drinking from my drink, "Let's say you become famous and I don't know, Ellen interviews you and asks you, how did you come up with your band name, that's what your going to say? We're messy so that's what we called the band?"
He protects himself but still smiling, "It's unique." I actually find myself smiling. It the first time since I found out I lost my virginity.
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We hang out more after we finish our drinks and then he takes me home. It's around six pm when we are at my doorstep. The lawn is super green filled with flowers in an organized way.
"I had an amazing night," Caleb says smiling. "I hope we can do it again?"
I had a great time as well. But if we keep hanging out it will probably become a regular thing. I don't want him to hang out with the pregnant girl that I might soon be known for. "I don't know. Maybe. I'm going to be busy these next few months."
"Oh," he says grinning. I thought he would be disappointed but I guess he is happy to get rid of me or something. "I guess we should take advantage of the time we have now." He leans in to kiss me. I hope he probably just wants to take a closer look at my eyes or something. The would be stupid to do with your eyes closed. He really is leaning in to kiss me!
I don't want him to kiss me. I don't want him to like me. H can't like me. But I like him. Our lips touch and it feels like the whole world disappears around us. Like we are the only two people in the world. He cups his hands around my face and his touch soft. The kiss makes my stomach turn into knots, turn into butterflies. It makes me forget about all my problems. My palms are sweaty from being nervous. It just makes me melt. I just couldn't pull away.
When he pulls away I found myself smiling and see that he is smiling too. Does this mean we're dating now or something? "Caleb."
"I'm sorry. I don't know what went through me."
"It's okay. I don't mind." But I do mind, yet at the same time I don't. "I just got out of a relationship and I'm not sure I'm ready to be in a new one." That's actually a lie. I would be with him in heartbeat. I have never felt like this. With Josh. It wasn't as extreme.
"Sorry I didn't know." He looks disappointed as he says, "I guess I'll see you tomorrow at school. Goodnight." I'm sorry I want to say. I want to be with you but I can't.
He walks down the pathway into his car. He drives of and I can see his car getting smaller and smaller. This is the first of many things that will ruined my life.
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One Night Stand = Pregnant
Teen Fiction15-year-old, Straight-A student, Penelope, has a one night stand at a party while she was drunk. Unfortunately she became pregnant. How could she be so careless? Her first time getting drunk and she becomes pregnant. Even worse, she has no idea who...