It doesn't have to mean anything does it. That I'm huge, people are looking. It doesn't mean anything that Deidara has been hanging more with his friends than me.

I was just being clingy after all.

That Naruto hadn't answered on my text message didn't mean anything. It had only been a half hour.

Yes, I was being clingy.

As well as lonely, and hungry. Lazy, I was too lazy to make anything. I wish I could lie on my back until I starved. That would have been great.

My phone buzzed on the floor.

My hand lazily drops down from the sofa. Naruto? Yes, Naruto. He was out with Sakura. He asked me to join them. Out of guilt I'm sure.

He should know how much I hate that bitch. "Just us three again." I said to myself and patted my stomach. No wonder I was here alone. I don't blame anyone for leaving me here to rot. Who wants to be with the pregnant teen?

My phone buzzed again. Probably just Naruto asking if I was sure on staying home alone. He didn't like me being alone. Still he was with that whore all the fuckings time. God! Those stretch marks are so itchy! I was halfway there. Didn't help my mood that I was still growing.

It had been two weeks since school started. I did go, trying to ignore all the glares and rumors. Some of them were in fact really funny. Like Sasuke running away because he wasn't ready to be a father, Deidara had killed him because he was so jealous. Yeah, I shouldn't complain about the lack of fantasy.

Right now I was bored out of my mind. Listening to the fuzzy sounds my soda made became boring after a while. It was all I could say. I knew that Deidara was out with his lame friends even if said he was going to study. He always did that, lye to me. Like he didn't care now that he had me, the chase is all the fun?

I growled, got up and dressed. I wasn't sure where I was going. I just followed my heart, more my feet. I couldn't have a care in the world just where I was going. I was out of the house, so I was happy. I didn't care more about things that didn't matter. I found myself in front of a door that I knew too much. I knocked and waited for answer.