Rogue Undecided

.:~Chapter twenty~:.

"It's time to talk about sex!"

Groans of protest filled the room and Mrs. Farley's eyes twinkled in amusement.

"Oh hush!" She playfully scolded. "You all knew that this was coming"

She moved around the room, trying to catch everyone's eye as she passed. I sunk down further into my chair, keeping my head down.

"I know that you guys don't want to talk about sex with me" she held her hands up. "Believe me, I know"

"So why are we?" A boy in the front piped up. She smiled, clearly happy with his question.

"Thank you for asking Trevor" she squeezed his shoulder as she passed him. He gave her a dirty look. "Every year, we have the same discussion. 'Sex caused babies! Don't have sex until you're married.' Blah Blah Blah. We all know that you nod your head in agreement, then as soon as you leave this classroom you go and have a great time in a bathroom stall"

A girl off to the side blushed, and I rolled my eyes. Classy

"Well, we're doing something different this year" She announced, and dread filled my stomach.

She walked up to her desk and pulled out a box. "We're not going to talk about sex this year" she held up a fake belly. "We're going to experience the consequences of unprotected sex"

My eyes widened, as well as everyone else's in the room. Is she serious?

"Sorry ladies, but for the next week of your lives, you will be pretending to be nine months pregnant. Each of you will be given a fake pregnancy stomach that is filled with weights, so it looks and feels like it would if you really were pregnant."

All of the girls, including me, shouted in protest while the guys sat with a smirk on their faces. Mrs. Farley caught this and smiled wickedly.

"Now don't be thinking that you will be getting of easy boys. You will be paired up with a girl, and you will be expected to pretend to be the father of the child. You will be taking care of them, and expected to take them places." now it was all of the guys turn to shout in protest.

"I don't want to hear it!" She held her hand up, a clear sign to shut up. "You and your partner are going to see what it's like to be expecting as teenagers. I want you guys to see how others react, and how you feel about it."

"What's the point of this?" A whiny girl in the back questioned.

Mrs. Farley looked at all of us when she answered. "The point of this is to see if you guys really think that having sex at a young age is worth the risk, once you live with the consequences of accidentally conceiving"

With her sentence left hanging in the air, she made her way behind her desk, grabbing a clipboard with a wicked smile on her face.

"When I'm done reading off all of the pairs, I want you to get up and take a seat with your partner. Alright?"

She took our silence as an okay.

She cleared her throat. "Emmy and Trevor"

"Dylan and Hana"

"Riley and Vincent"

"Sara and John"

"Thayer and Farrah"

Snapping my head up, my eyes grew wide when I heard who I was paired with. My jaw dropped and I gasped loudly, the pen that I had in my hand dropping to the floor. People started turning to look at me, so I quickly ducked down under my desk, trying to hide my face from everyone. Grabbing my pen, I slowly sat up, catching eyes with everyone as I realized that everyone was staring at me.