9 Months In

Chapter One

Hey guys! So here's chapter one. Now before we start I'd like everyone to know that this story will NOT be a fanfic. I decided to go ahead and just write this like a regular story. Now there will be some similarities to PPG but very few. Okay here it is! Chapter 2 will also be uploaded shortly (: also above us is my image as Luna
~TheUnknownChild

'BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BE-'
"Ughh" I moaned, slamming my hand on the off button for my alarm. I sat up and swung my legs onto the side of the bed, sitting there for a moment.

"Man, why did I let Brianna convince me to drink so much?" I asked myself getting up.

I walked to my bathroom and glanced at my mirror only to do a double take. I looked like a disaster, my hair was poking out everywhere from my sloppy bun and looked like a rats nest. Ugh. Turning around I turned my shower on and stripped out of my over sized t-shirt and panties. I stepped in, letting the hot water hit my back, and started washing my hair and body.

Stepping out, I wrapped a towel around me and walked into my bedroom, over to my closet. I pulled out a blue romper and my white sandals. After getting dressed I twisted my hair up into a bun and decided today was definitely a no make up kind of day.

After I was ready, I checked my phone to see my best friend Brianna texted me,

'Hey wanna meet up and get coffee? My heads killing me!' I smiled at her text

'Yeah, I'll meet you there' I texted her back and went to grab my keys and purse.

I walked out into the warm summer sun and went to my blue Audi. I drove to Starbucks, and parked my car. I went inside and ordered a frappe for Bri and a mocha latte for me. I sat down, drinking my latte and waited a few minutes until Brianna walked in.

She slumped down in the chair across from me, grabbing her frappe, "God I'm never drinking like that again." She groaned, taking a drink.

"I doubt that but I'm for sure never letting you control how much alcohol I take in" I told her as she smirked at me

"Now that I seriously doubt" she laughed, "Do you even remember anything from last night?" She asked

"Ehh. No. Not really. I remember drinking my weight in boozes. That's about it." I giggled, "what about you?"

"Bits and pieces. I remember you making out with a guy though." She replied and smirked at me

"Ugh great. I don't even remember that!" I groaned slamming my head on the table

"Ugh, shit. I have a final exam to go do. Text me later, yeah? She asked getting up

"Yeah I will. Good luck!" I yelled after her
I should probably go study for my finals too. I got up to head to the campus and as I was walking out a cute guy held the door open for me.

"Oh, thank you" I said with a polite smile.

He nodded his head and winked at me as he walked into the coffee shop. How weird... He looked familiar..

~~~~4 weeks later~~~~

"Ugh gross." I sighed as I got off the floor and flushed the toilet. That's the third time this week Ive puked. I didn't feel sick, I walked up to my sink and brushed my teeth.

I looked at myself in the mirror, I was a little paler than usual. I turned to the side and noticed I was a little bloated. I was wearing a black nike sports bra and PINK sweat pants. I poked my stomach and shrugged walking into the living room to see Brianna watching Greys Anatomy and eating chips.

"I don't know what's wrong with me" I sighed slumping down on my couch with her

"Maybe you're just stressed. I know I am. Final exams are killing me, thank god we both only have one left to take." She sighed

"I don't know. Finals have actually been pretty easy for me this year" I replied stealing some chips and putting them in my mouth

"Are you about to get your period?" She asked staring at the tv

That's when it hit me. My period, I haven't gotten my period yet.

"What day is it?" I asked frantically

"The 23rd, why?" She asked looking at me puzzles

"I'm late." I said getting up and grabbing my hoodie

Brianna jumped up and put on her shoes, "cmon I'll drive you to the store"

We ran out to her car and she drove to the nearest store. We ran in going over to the pregnancy tests and grabbed as many as we could. We went up to the cash register and I paid for them before we ran back out to her car, driving back to my apartment.

I probably took about fifteen tests and they were all spread out on the counter. We waited pacing around the bathroom for the 3 minutes to be up. Brianna's phone went off signaling that it had been 3 minutes. We looked at each other with out saying anything, and we walked over to the counter. And there it was,

"Shit."