Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Chapter Two

So my day didn't go exactly as I had planned. That was okay.

I met Andy.

He was, well, hot. His blond hair was styled in a skater boy do.
His blue eyes stood out. He was taller than me, only by a couple of
inches, but still taller than me. He-

No, Casey. Can't do that again. Never again. The small, almost
unnoticeable bulge in my stomach proved that.

I opened the front door of my house and prepared myself.

"Where the hell have you been?" my dad thundered. "You know you're
not supposed to leave the house without telling one of us. Your
mother has been worried sick!"

"Calm down, she's here now," my mother called softly from the
living room.

"And her being here now makes whatever she was doing while she was
out perfectly fine, right?"

"Don't worry, Dad," I said, walking past him on my way to the
stairs. "You can't be pregnant twice over."

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