Hello! Well, here we are. A sequel to Hurricane. This will probably be the shortest author's note of the entire story. So, enjoy! And please review!
Xx Special thanks to "cutiepiex2" and "SimonetteFanGirl101" who suggested the title! Thanks guys! Xx
"Pregnant?" Simon repeated, his eyes growing wide.
"Yeah," Jeanette said, a sigh following.
"How?"
"One word. More like one name. Isabella,"
"Whoa..." he spaced out. However, the thinking in his head wouldn't stop. "When are you due?" was the next question he asked.
"January twentieth,"
"So for majority of the pregnancy, I'll be away..."
"You'll be away for the first two months of their lives," she said, in a hushed tone.
"I don't want to leave now. There's no way I can. I have to be in both theirs and your life,"
"You have to go,"
"I can't! No way!"
"You have to, and I'll explain why," she attempted to stop the conversation. "My sisters are pregnant too. We're going to try to hide the pregnancies for as long as possible, but we'll eventually have to tell someone. If you and your brothers bail, we'll all look bad. It's best for us to go into hiding, and for the three of you to go on your tour."
"I don't think I can do that,"
"I'm telling you that you have to. Maybe you could leave early, but you have to go on majority of the tour,"
"I can't leave you. Not now,"
"We'll video-chat, and write, and email. I'll send you pictures, and copies of my sonograms, but you have to go,"
"You need someone to take care of you though..."
"And I have Giselle to do that. She's offered us free home care. We won't have to leave our house to go to our appointments,"
"But your house is too small,"
"Which is why we're moving,"
"To where?"
"To a house where we can all fit comfortably with seven kids,"
"Seven?"
"Well, I'm having twins, Eleanor is having twins, and Brittany is having triplets,"
"Oh, my gosh," he closed his eyes. "There's no way we are going on that tour."
"You have to! Things have to look normal!"
"How could we just leave you girls alone for eight months? Especially, while you're all in that condition,"
"You're going. You have to. It's not even an option,"
"My brothers aren't going to put up with this,"
"You can't tell them! My sisters don't even know that I'm with you,"
"Where do they think you are?"
"On a walk,"
"We've been here for forty-five minutes,"
"Oh, well,"
"You should probably go home,"
"I will, just promise you won't back out of your tour,"
"I'm not making any promises,"
"Please!" she begged. "You can't back out of your tour! You have so many fans who want to see you perform!"
"Shhh, we'll work something out,"
She nodded, feeling tears gathering in her eyes. "I better go now,"
"Are you crying?"
"It's the hormones," she promised, wiping them away. "My body is overrun with them."
"Do you want me to walk you home?"
She nodded, slightly. They turned around and began to walk back towards her house. When they turned around the corner to her block, a bunch of paparazzi ran to catch up with them, asking them questions along the way. The couple picked up their speeds, and ran to the girls' house.
"You can't walk home with all of that taunting, come inside," Jeanette said, as they walked up the stairs to her house. The paparazzi stopped at the property line, and stood eagerly on the sidewalk.
"It's ok. Beside your sisters don't know that I was with you,"
"They do now," she pointed to the window where Brittany and Eleanor were looking out. "Come on, I'll drive you home. My car is in the garage anyway."
She opened the front door, and the two of them walked inside. They walked right to the garage, not even bothering to greet Brittany and Eleanor, who were still staring at the paparazzi. They got inside Jeanette's car, and she opened the garage door. She pulled straight forward, and the paparazzi who blocked the driveway moved out of the way. She pressed the button on the keypad she had in the car, and the garage door shut.
"This is much better than walking home with that crowd, right?" she asked.
"Yeah," he agreed. And then after a long moment, he asked "So, how many weeks are you?"
"Five weeks and six days, so practically six weeks,"
"At least we're graduating in a months time,"
"Exactly," she smiled.
"We'll have to spend a lot of time together in the next month," he said. "Since you're practically forcing me to go on tour."
"Yes, I am forcing you to go on that tour. And why are we still going on about this?"
"I don't know. Maybe because I'll miss you too much,"
"I'm going to miss you. A lot. But that shouldn't stop you from going. We'll work everything out, and everything will be alright,"
"I guess your right. Be we're not done talking about this,"
"I know, but let my sisters tell your brothers. Then we'll get things settled,"
He nodded, and she pulled up to his house. They kissed for a minute, and then he got out of the car. When he was inside the house, she pulled away. She quickly drove home, and pulled into the garage.
"Jeanette?" Brittany called out, as soon as she walked into the house.
"What?" she responded, slightly annoyed.
"They're starting rumors about you on t.v.,"
She walked into the living room, where sure enough, she the main topic of conversation on the celebrity news channel.
"Is Jeanette Miller anorexic?" a blond woman in a black dress asked. "She was spotted today, looking frail and weak. She was much thinner than she had been only a few days earlier, which leads us to believe she has an eating disorder. We'll keep you posted with the latest information."
"Ugh, these people don't stop, do they?" Jeanette complained. Why couldn't they just leave celebrities alone?
"Nope. They never do, and they never will," Brittany replied. "Why were you with Simon?"
"Oh, I met him at the park,"
"Did you tell him?"
"Yeah, I had to. I couldn't hide it from him,"
"I have to tell Alvin. Soon," she laid back against the sofa.
"I'm going to bed. I'm tired,"
"Goodnight,"
"Night,"
And then she walked up the stairs, and went straight to bed, exhausted from all of the walking she had done.
To be continued...
Well, how was it? Good? Bad? I hope you enjoyed it. And sheesh! The paparazzi don't start. I might not be able to update tomorrow, but we'll see what happens. So, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Please review! And until next time, Peace, Love and Chipmunks.
