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It was a sunny day in Cascadia Tennis Academy. One that was meant to be enjoyed by everyone but not everyone was that lucky. The Coach had Group A working their hardest for an upcoming tournament. Cody and the rest of the groups were off though.

Cody was sitting outside, taking random pictures of nature to avoid getting too bored, when all of a sudden, Rick jumped out from behind the tree she was sitting against.

"Hey, Cody!"

She was so startled that she jumped and shook the snapshot she was taking. "Rick! Don't do that!"

He sat down beside her. "Sorry. You looked bored. I thought I'd give you company," he said with goofy smile.

"That's really considerate of you Rick, and thanks, but no thanks. I'm not feeling very well."

"Oh . . . wait. When a girl says that . . . Oh my God!"

"What?"

"It's Squib's, isn't it? I didn't know you'd gone that far."

"Excuse me?"

"Is it a boy or a girl? Or is it a surprise? If it's a boy, could you name him after me? Please? I've always wanted someone named after me. Rick Junior."

"Name who after you?"

"Aw, don't play dumb, Cody. You're an extremely intelligent girl. You of all people should know."

"Thanks, but-"

"No problem. It really is a shame that it's happened at such a young age, though. I mean, you have your whole life ahead of you. You're such a talented photographer and writer. You could have made it big in the media world."

"Rick . . ."

"I'm sorry! I didn't realize that saying that you have your life ahead of you was really stupid since it must have reminded you of Megan and Sebastian. Sorry."

"Okay, now you're really-"

"By the way, how far along are you?"

"RICK!"

"What?"

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

"Your pregnancy, of course!"

Cody almost choked on the air if that were possible. She paled.

"Do you need to vomit?"

"RICK! YOU IDIOT! I JUST HAVE A HEADACHE! I. AM. NOT. PREGNANT!"

"Well then . . . I'll just walk you home."

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