Hey, so I wanted to try something different for this story, so this is like a little taster aha x
Reaghan:
Is this a really good idea? I ask myself, staring at the reflection in my mirror. A set of green eyes meet my own. Here goes nothing, I raised my hands to my chin; snip,snip, when varying shades of pink and brown started to flurry around me, just like a blizzard. Then I reached for the bottle.
Damon:
Waiting is agonising, especially for something like this. Just to think, this could of been avoided if I shut my mouth. Just as I was finally able to sit back down in my seat, a distressed nurse peeked her head through the door, parting her lips to say the inevitable, "I'm sorry, she's gone."
Fleur:
"And that's why my daughter is the perfect little girl," another speech, kill me, I tried to meet eyes with the girl opposite me, giving her an inviting wink, she glanced away blushing. "Excuse me mother I have to go to the bathroom," before she could say anything I was gone. Why does my mother always take me to these retarded gatherings? I just want to have fun! I hop along until I find the bathroom, open the fourth cubicle, took my phone out and checked it until coming to a realisation, "Shit, I'm seven days late."
Marco:
I have to tell them now, or else, I don't know what will happen, my friends know so my family should know. But how would I phrase it, not like it is a causal thing such as passing the salt at the dinner table. Good thing, my group of friends are supportive if need be, but I won't need it. Hopefully... No better time than now, "Mum, dad, I am a boy."
Tyler:
"You can't tell anyone," my mother warned me,
"Is this why your pregnant, is it his, not dads?"
"This man is your father!"
"No he's not!"
"Why are you so spoilt!"
"I'm not, you cheated on my dad!"
"Get out of my house!" So I ran. I ran as fast as my legs would take me, I don't know where I'm going but I don't care this is what she has brought upon herself. After around half hour of running I knew where to go.
