Superstar
Face from a movie screen
Superstar
Like the cover of a magazine
No matter what you do
No matter what you do
You'll always be my superstar
I'm your number one fan by far
Superstar~Keyshia Cole
Evangeline's POV
"Are you ready?" I ask Angie.
"Ready as I'll ever be."
We hear a honk and know that it's Peanut. Grabbing my purse, we tell my mama and Angie's mama bye. Angie gets into the passenger seat and I get into the back. Peanut starts the car and we take the ten minute drive to the doctors office.
"I'm going to sit down, while you help her check in." I say.
I sit in a chair that has two empty ones next to it. I get on my phone and start to play a game. I feel someone sit next to me and I look up to see Jayden.
"Hey strawberry." he kisses my lips.
"Hey, what are you doing here?"
"This is where Clark's mom works."
"That still doesn't answer my question."
"Clark's sister is having a baby and he asked for me to come to all the things he has to go to."
"Why?"
"He wants someone to vent to, help him through it, and be able to pick him up if he faints."
"Are you sure it's not him whose pregnant?"
"That's what I asked him."
"Where is he?"
"Back with his mom and sister. What are you doing here?"
"She's here for support." Angie sits next to Jayden.
"Support for who?"
"Angie and I might be having a baby. E.V.'s here to help both of us through this." Peanut picks Angie up, taking her seat.
"Hey!" she complains, before he pulls her onto his lap.
"Congrats if you are pregnant." Jayden tells them.
"Thanks man. What happened to you?" Peanut says.
"Peter!" I give him my mean face.
"I'm sorry." he throws his hands up.
"It's ok." Jayden kisses my cheek, "My dad and I got into a fight two nights ago."
"Oh, I'm sorry Jayden." Angie looks at him with compassion.
"Don't be, your not the one who did it."
"Where was your mom during all of this?" Peanut questions.
"Right there watching the whole thing. I had to hit him in the nose for him to stop and when I did she said that I was wrong for hitting him. And I deserved to get punched around."
"What kind of mother is she?" I shake my head.
"She's not a mother. She's just a woman who gave birth to me. That's all she ever was. Nothing more. I've always thought that she could care, but she doesn't." Jayden says.
"If you need somewhere to stay, you're welcome at my place." Peanut tells him.
"It's ok, I'm staying in a hotel. But thanks, anyway."
"No problem."
"Jayden you ready?" a blonde boy says.
"Yeah." Jayden stands up, "Tell me if you are pregnant."
"I will." Angie says.
Jayden gives me a kiss before leaving with the boy. I continue playing the game I was playing.
"Angelica Hills." a nurse calls.
I look at the clock on my phone and see that we been waiting for thirty minutes. All three of us stand up and we go to the back. After she gets her vitals checked, we wait in a room for about twenty minutes.
"Hello, I'm doctor Times." the doctor comes in.
"Hello." we all greet her.
"So, you want to know if your pregnant?" she looks at Angie.
"Yeah, I took a home test, but you know some of them can be wrong."
"Yeah, I always recommend people to make a doctor appointment, before getting their hopes up."
"Yeah."
After doing all the things that need to be done, she tells us that Angie is in fact pregnant. She writes her a prescription for prenatal vitamins and schedules another appointment.
"I'm hungry." Angie says as we begin to head to my house.
"Me too. Go to McDonald's." I tell Peanut.
"Aight, drive through or inside?"
"Drive through. I ain't getting out this car unless I'm going somewhere with a bed or to get my prescription." Angie speaks.
"Same goes for me. Plus I have work today." I say.
"Drive through it is." Peanut goes to the drive through.
We get our food and eat it in the car. I drink my orange juice as we pull up in front of a Wal-Greens. Angie and Peanut finish their food before going inside while I stay in the car.
"Bye." I tell Peanut as he drops Angie and me off at my house.
"Bye." he drives off.
I open the door and go inside. Angie follows and after making sure my mama took her meds, we both go to my room and fall asleep on my bed.
"Cupcake, pumpkin get up." I feel someone shake me.
"What?" I mumble.
"You have to get up and get ready for work." I open my eyes and see my mama.
"But I don't want to?" I roll over onto my side.
"You have to." she shakes me again.
"Fine, I'm up."
"Good, try to wake pumpkin up for me." she walks out of my room.
"Angie, get up." I shake her.
"No."
"I'm not telling you again." I warn her.
"Mm-hmm."
I get out of my bed and go to the kitchen. I get an empty spray bottle and fill it with cold water. I go back to my room and stand by my bed.
"Last, chance."
"Whatever."
"You give me no choice." I squeeze the trigger.
She sits straight up as soon as the water hits her, "Fuck! That's cold!"
"I gave you many chances."
"Why do I have to get up anyway?"
"Because I'm up."
"But I'm pregnant."
"Exactly, we have to tell your mama."
"And yours."
"I figured that we could do it before I leave for work."
"That's fine by me." she stretches her arms.
I change into my work uniform and my shoes. I put my hair into a high ponytail and walk out of my room with Angie following behind. When I reach the front room, I notice my mom and Robin watching Empty Nest. I sit in the recliner and make room for Angie.
"Mama, Robin, Angie has to tell you something." I say.
"What is it pumpkin?" Mrs. Hills looks concerned.
"Mama-" she takes a deep breath, "Mama, I'm pregnant."
"What?" my mama smiles.
"Who's the father?" Robin asks.
"Peanut." Angie tells them.
"Oh, baby, I'm happy that I get to be a grandma. If and when you need help, call me." Robin hugs Angie.
"Same goes for me." my mama makes it a group hug.
"Don't forget about me!" I stand up and join the hug.
"So you're not mad?" Angie asks her mama.
"No sweetie. You are young, but you're eighteen and at least you know who the daddy is."
"Thank you mommy."
"I love you, pumpkin."
"I love you, too, mama." Angie kisses her mama's cheek.
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I want a chicken now. I want one as a pet, to feed and all that other stuff. I think someone's going to give me one soon. I sure hope so.
Ok, the QOTC is
What are three traits that you want the love of your life to have?
I want him to be kind, funny, and smart. There are many other traits I want him to have, but those three are the most important.
Thanks for reading
Dreamer