Ello!! ^_^ I'm starting orionblader's idea... so... if I do anything wrong, whack me over the head and tell me what ta do.
Pixie: *whacks Ami over the head*
Ami: ouch!! what did I do!!
Pixie: tell us it was okay to whack you over the head...
Ami: *grumbles something unintelligable*
Pixie: *whacks Ami over the head again*
Ami: ouch!! what did I do this time!!
Pixie: your the all powerful authoress. your not allowed to say unintelligable things.
Ami: NOW you tell me...
Disclaimer: I do NOT under ANY condition, own Beyblade. If I did, I wouldn't be here, begging on my knees, for you guys not to rat me out... I DON'T WANNA GET SUED!!
Pixie: ahem??
Ami: oh yeah...
ANOTHER Disclaimer...: I don't own the idea either, but hopefully, orionblader will have mercy on me and not sue... I'M POOR!! WAAHH!!!
Ami: happy??
Pixie: *whacks Ami over the head yet AGAIN* yes
Ami: *stumbles back and forth* enjoy... Joy... Ginn...
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Finding out the Big News
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Mariah walked out of the washroom in the morning, looking slightly pale. Her breathing was slightly forced, and she swore that she MUST of been badly sick or something...
She had been puking every morning for the past month and a half or so, and she didn't know why. Today she had a check up with the doctor, and she was slightly annoyed that she had to wait 2 weeks just for an appointment.
The doctor had appologised many times over the phone, but he had said that he was busy.
She sighed, and got dressed. She sat down in front of her mirror, and combed out her hair.
She had moved out to Japan when she turned 17, and had her own apartment now. In just a month, she would be celebrating her 18th birthday.
When she finished with her hair, and had applied just a little eye liner and a bit of lip gloss, she stood up, and examined herself in the mirror.
She frowned a little.
She had gained weight... she would have to exerise a little more now. Maybe go on a diet.
But first thing first... she had to get to that doctor's appointment...
She started for the door... just as she got to it, someone ringed up on the intercom. She sighed, and pressed the button to speak.
"Hello?"
"Hey!!" a voice said; it had to be Ray. Ever since she had moved there 11 months ago, he had slowly been warming up to her. Only about 7 months ago did he take any real interest in her though. "Can I come up?"
"Sorry Ray," Mariah tried to sound as happy as she could. "But I'm leaving. I've got a doctors appointment."
"Alright" Ray said on the other end. "I'll meet you down here then."
"Sure!" Maraiah frowned, and let go of the button. She left her apartment, and locked the door. She started for the elevator, but changed her mind and took the stairs. Okay... so maybe she could do little things to help herself lose that extra weight...
She started to think of the excuses to say to Ray for going to the doctors...
'Maybe I should say I need different birth control?' she mused to herself. 'Guys HATE that subject...'
Soon enough, she left the stair well. She saw Ray standing outside the glass doors, and waved, forcing a cheerful smile to her lips. She went over to her mail box to buy her half a minute of time.
She had three letters. Two were bills, and the third one was adressed to 'My Little Angel...' Mariah blushed, and pocketed it quickly. She put the two bills back and made a note to retrieve them later.
Walking over to the door, she opened it, and Ray hugged her.
"Hey there," he smiled at her, and Mariah smiled back. "Why do you have to go to the doctors?" He let go of her enough for her to start to walk to the hospital, that was about 20 blocks away.
"New birth control," Mariah said simply. Ray blushed a little, and nodded. "You don't have to come with me you know."
"It's alright," Ray still smiled. "I don't mind at all."
"Fine..." Mariah sighed slightly.
"Anything wrong?" Ray asked, looking down at her.
"No," Mariah said quickly, smiling again. "Nothing at all."
It took them about 15 minutes to get to the hospital, and Ray waited as Mariah went in to see the doctor. He asked her some questions, and then took some tests. Then he told her to wait out in the lobby.
Mariah sat beside Ray, and looked away. Ray was holding her hand, stroking it slowly, as if she might die or something.
The doctor came back out.
"Excuse me," he said to Ray. "But... what is your relation with Ms Mariah?"
"I'm her boyfriend," Ray said simply; Mariah almost choked.
"Well then," the doctor smiled. "Congradulations. Your going to have a baby."
Pixie: *whacks Ami over the head*
Ami: ouch!! what did I do!!
Pixie: tell us it was okay to whack you over the head...
Ami: *grumbles something unintelligable*
Pixie: *whacks Ami over the head again*
Ami: ouch!! what did I do this time!!
Pixie: your the all powerful authoress. your not allowed to say unintelligable things.
Ami: NOW you tell me...
Disclaimer: I do NOT under ANY condition, own Beyblade. If I did, I wouldn't be here, begging on my knees, for you guys not to rat me out... I DON'T WANNA GET SUED!!
Pixie: ahem??
Ami: oh yeah...
ANOTHER Disclaimer...: I don't own the idea either, but hopefully, orionblader will have mercy on me and not sue... I'M POOR!! WAAHH!!!
Ami: happy??
Pixie: *whacks Ami over the head yet AGAIN* yes
Ami: *stumbles back and forth* enjoy... Joy... Ginn...
-
Finding out the Big News
-
Mariah walked out of the washroom in the morning, looking slightly pale. Her breathing was slightly forced, and she swore that she MUST of been badly sick or something...
She had been puking every morning for the past month and a half or so, and she didn't know why. Today she had a check up with the doctor, and she was slightly annoyed that she had to wait 2 weeks just for an appointment.
The doctor had appologised many times over the phone, but he had said that he was busy.
She sighed, and got dressed. She sat down in front of her mirror, and combed out her hair.
She had moved out to Japan when she turned 17, and had her own apartment now. In just a month, she would be celebrating her 18th birthday.
When she finished with her hair, and had applied just a little eye liner and a bit of lip gloss, she stood up, and examined herself in the mirror.
She frowned a little.
She had gained weight... she would have to exerise a little more now. Maybe go on a diet.
But first thing first... she had to get to that doctor's appointment...
She started for the door... just as she got to it, someone ringed up on the intercom. She sighed, and pressed the button to speak.
"Hello?"
"Hey!!" a voice said; it had to be Ray. Ever since she had moved there 11 months ago, he had slowly been warming up to her. Only about 7 months ago did he take any real interest in her though. "Can I come up?"
"Sorry Ray," Mariah tried to sound as happy as she could. "But I'm leaving. I've got a doctors appointment."
"Alright" Ray said on the other end. "I'll meet you down here then."
"Sure!" Maraiah frowned, and let go of the button. She left her apartment, and locked the door. She started for the elevator, but changed her mind and took the stairs. Okay... so maybe she could do little things to help herself lose that extra weight...
She started to think of the excuses to say to Ray for going to the doctors...
'Maybe I should say I need different birth control?' she mused to herself. 'Guys HATE that subject...'
Soon enough, she left the stair well. She saw Ray standing outside the glass doors, and waved, forcing a cheerful smile to her lips. She went over to her mail box to buy her half a minute of time.
She had three letters. Two were bills, and the third one was adressed to 'My Little Angel...' Mariah blushed, and pocketed it quickly. She put the two bills back and made a note to retrieve them later.
Walking over to the door, she opened it, and Ray hugged her.
"Hey there," he smiled at her, and Mariah smiled back. "Why do you have to go to the doctors?" He let go of her enough for her to start to walk to the hospital, that was about 20 blocks away.
"New birth control," Mariah said simply. Ray blushed a little, and nodded. "You don't have to come with me you know."
"It's alright," Ray still smiled. "I don't mind at all."
"Fine..." Mariah sighed slightly.
"Anything wrong?" Ray asked, looking down at her.
"No," Mariah said quickly, smiling again. "Nothing at all."
It took them about 15 minutes to get to the hospital, and Ray waited as Mariah went in to see the doctor. He asked her some questions, and then took some tests. Then he told her to wait out in the lobby.
Mariah sat beside Ray, and looked away. Ray was holding her hand, stroking it slowly, as if she might die or something.
The doctor came back out.
"Excuse me," he said to Ray. "But... what is your relation with Ms Mariah?"
"I'm her boyfriend," Ray said simply; Mariah almost choked.
"Well then," the doctor smiled. "Congradulations. Your going to have a baby."