*8 weeks pregnant. 14th February 2016*
Betty's POV
I go downstairs, feeling like I wanna puke.
"Morning," everyone chuckles at my face. I've been having HUGE mood swings for 2 weeks now.
I throw my bag on the ground and they try to hold their laugh back, "What's up?" mom asks.
"Why am I showing already?" I ask madly.
"What? You're 8 weeks, there's no way," mom says.
I turn my side to her and pull my shirt and sweater up, also my serpent jacket. They look shocked. I let it fall down again.
"You were saying?" I ask and sit down.
"Wow, um.. When's the next appointment?" she asks as Jug takes my hand to calm me down.
I take a deep breath and then sigh, "I went yesterday so in 4 weeks," I say.
Mom nods, "They're gonna do an ultrasound then," she says, making me smile.
"Hey," Jug says and squeezes my hand a little making me look at him, "Eat something," he says.
I smirk, "Don't have to tel me that," I say, making him smile.
I get up again and take a vanilla ice cream and some caramel sauce. They laugh at me.
"Seriously? I want that too," Jelly says.
"One good thing about being pregnant.. No one tells you you can't eat too much," I smile at her and poor the sauce on the ice cream.
She looks at it longingly as I start eating it. I look at her soon and sigh. I push it in front of her. She smiles so big and takes my spoon and takes a big bite.
"Wow," I chuckle and take the tub back.
I look at dad and mom and Jug who are drinking coffee, "Just saying.. That thing," I say and point on Jug's cup, "Smells horrible," I say with a little smile.
They laugh, "Yeah well last week you said it smells amazing," dad says.
"Not anymore," I smirk.
Jug kisses my cheek, "You did the secret santa thingy?" he asks.
I nod. "What?" Jelly laughs.
"It's for valentine's day," I say and they all seem suprise.
"Who did you pick?" mom asks.
"Well.. We did it with the whole school so I got a Senior who's a Ghoulie," I say.
"And you?" mom asks Jug.
He smirks, "Archie," he says and then looks at me, "You did more?" he asks.
I smirk, "Are you waiting for a present?" I ask.
"Maybe," he says.
"Well maybe you'll get one," I smirk.
"Eww," Jelly conplains, making us laugh.
"I agree. Eww," mom says and I roll my eyes.
I go back to eating, "I did more presents. Everyone who's important to me and goes to our school will get one," I say.
He chuckles, "Yep. Same," he says and winks, making me blush while smirking.
*3rd period. English*
"No," I giggle at V.
She does the same and rests her head onto my shoulder, "Do you think Jug did you some huge present?" she whispers.
