Getting By ~ Cole & Cassie's Story

Do We Really Want To Know?

I shook my head “No, he’s very alive. Going to be a father in five months.”

“Lucky lad, kids are wonderful.”

“Yeah, when you’re an adult. He’s just a kid; seventeen.”

The woman grimaced “Ouch, that’s got to be hard.”

I nodded, feeling my throat tighten and tears sting my eyes “I just thought it would be me lying on that table, with cream on my stomach, looking at my baby with my boy friend at my side. Cole would be the one going to be an uncle, not a father.”

“Well, chin up, dearie. Things will get better. I’m guessing you’ve been raising your brother on your own, and that takes a lot of courage. Good luck,” my eyes were closed, and when I opened them again, she was gone, leaving me in the cold November wind.

Cole P.O.V

                I didn’t want to go to school, and neither did Sophie. But Cassie was taking time off work to talk to the principal, and was driving us. Sophie was starting to show, like really show, and practically everyone knew she was pregnant.

“Okay kids, good luck. I’m going to go see Principal Gordon.” Cassie walked away, leaving us alone.

I sighed “I’ve got maths, and you’ve got history, so I’ll see you in biology and then we’ll have lunch with Eric and Jen.” Eric and Jen were our only friends who hadn’t left us in the dirt. I was still on the soccer team, but Sophie had quit the paper at Cassie’s request. It was to much stress, and stress was bad for pregnant woman, as I’d learned in one of the many books my sister had dropped in my room last week.

“Okay, see you later then.” I left her sitting with Jen, who was smart-mouthing anyone who tried to hassle Sophie.

I sat with Eric in Maths, and we passed notes about soccer strategies, our teacher and the baby.

So if it’s a girl, you get to name it, huh? Eric wrote quickly.

Yup, and if it’s a boy (which its not) Sophie gets to name it.

Huh. Any thoughts?

Dude, Sophie and I haven’t even talked about it. I’m not going to talk about it with you.

Alright, alright. But still, any famous soccer players you think you might name the kid after?

I rolled my eyes Sophie will never allow it, and Cassie will prob try and make me name it after some poet or writer or something…

Let her name her own kids, this one’s yours!

The last note made my heart ache. Cassie and Jake were probably thinking about getting married, even having kids together. I knew Cassie wanted to be a mother, she had practically been mine. Still was. But she should have the chance to have her own kids, not raise mine.

Yeah, she can name her own.

If she ever has any after this.

                Cassie P.O.V

                “Cassandra St. Clair, what a surprise! What is this about then?” Principal Gordon had been my principal in high school, and obviously knew what I was here about.

“Well Mr. Gordon, I think you know. Along with most of the student body, as well.”

“Really? Please, continue.” The old bastard was going to make me say it!

I sighed “It’s about Cole, Mr. Gordon, and his girl friend, Sophie Phillips?” he nodded and waved at me to continue. “Well, Sophie is…expecting a child, you see, so she may be missing quit a bit of school and such things. Especially in around…four months?” This couldn’t be any more awkward.