Ch 2- Saturday Morning Cartoons

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 My mind is a complicated place. When I'm in a bad situation it always jumps to the worst possible conclusion. Somewhere along the lines of, if I forget my pen to class I'm obviously going to fail the course. 

So coming back into the classroom I had already imagined what I thought was the worst possible scenario, but never in a million years would I have imagined this.

"Did you hear what I said?" she asked.

How could I miss it? In fact the statement was still echoing in my mind. I just couldn't bring myself to say anything, or move, or react in any way. 

I didn't know how to. 

"Camz I'm pregnant" she repeated.

"I heard" I snapped. 

I glanced down at her left hand and there it was. The only inanimate object I have ever loathed. 

Lauren's wedding ring gleaming in the light like always.

"I bet he's excited" I mumbled avoiding eye contact. 

I could feel her eyes on me and the last thing I wanted to do right now was look at the green orbs, they have always been my weakness. 

"He is" she said 

I let out a breath and gathered up all my strength to look her in the eyes.

"Congratulations Lauren"

She shook her head "You know I never wanted this Camila" 

"Well now you have it." I spat out more aggressively than I intended.

She shook her head and I could see her the tears threatening to escape her eyes.

"That's not fair" she whispered.

I knew it wasn't fair, but I couldn't bring myself to react rationally at the moment.

I felt a lump creep up in my throat which was my queue to leave. 

"I have to go" 

I quickly ran back up the stairs of the enormous classroom as my name was being shouted behind me.

"Camila, wait!" 

I shut the door behind me and made my way through the busy halls until I reached my car. 

It was only then that I allowed the lump in my neck to be released. 

The tears flowed down my cheeks and they didn't seem to have any intention of stopping anytime soon. 

"Get it together Camila" I demanded myself.

"Stop crying" 

The worst part of this was even after all this I want her here. Because ironically enough she's the only one who can make me feel better right now. I want her to come into this car so we can slip into the back seat and she can hold me until this pain in my chest subsides. 

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"I hope you don't make it a habit to have your phone on in my class" 

The class had dispersed and I was now alone with the green eyed professor.

"No ma'am. I'm so sorry it wont happen again, I promise" I assured her.

She watched me and smiled  

"You know you shouldn't make promises you can't keep Miss Cabello" 

I nodded nervously "I-I know" I stuttered "But I do, I promise" 

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