Trying To Hide the Obvious

Chapter 2 Morning Sickness

I am dumb founded.  I throw the test and box in the trash.  This was so the worst birthday ever.  My dad completely forgot it was my birthday, and now I'm pregnant.  I had to leave my best friend and boyfirend, and now I have to deal with this.  I finally get some sence back into me and head for home.  It is allmost dark by the time I get back.  The movers have left and dad is sitting on the couch watching TV.  I walk inside.  He looks up at me and smiles.  I am still mad at him.  I walk into my room.  I work on unpacking some more.

I start my new school tomorrow.  I start hanging up my clothes in my closet.  What a nice way to start school.  Being pregnant.  This next year is going to suck.  The next box I open is my scrap books from previous moves.  I put them on my book shelf next to the other three.  On my bed, I find a new scrapbook and a new camera.

I put the scrapbook on the book shelf and put the camera on my desk.  I unpack the rest of my boxes and put the stuff inside of them away.  Then, I lay in my bed.  I look out my door to make sure dad isn't standing there.  He isn't, so I call Mike.

He answers the phone even though it is almost ten at night.  He tellsme happy birthday, and we talk.  I tell him about how my dad forgot about my birthday.  I don't tell him about how I'm pregnant.

At almost midnight, we say goodbye and hang up.  I put my phone on my desk and go change into pajamas.  Then, I crawl into bed and go to sleep.

I wake up at six the next morning.  Dad has allready left for work.  I get in the shower.  When I get out, I put on my plain light blue t shirt and a pair of shorts.  Even though it is only March, it is really warm out here.  I wrap my hair up in a towel, and go into the kitchen to make breakfast.  I make me a pancake.  And then, I start to feel sick to my stomache.

Then, I remember hearing about something called morning sickness.  I groan.  Right afterwards, I run into the bathroom and throw up everything I just ate.  Then, I go brush my teeth.  Then, I blow dry my hairand brush it.

I was so having a horrible morning.

When I was happy with how I looked, I grabbed my back pack and lunch money and left.  I was going to walk to school.  My stomache still hurt, but there wasn't anything left in it to throw up,so I was betting that I was safe