Ah, guys. I'm sorry I didn't mention a lot of your characters. My bad. I was in a rush to update.
Oh, by the way, you might want to know that I'm only doing three people's POVs in this; Scarlett, Mason, and Hayley. But I will have your characters in this.
Hayley POV
"Hayley," Chris says in a bored voice as he picks up his ringing cell phone. "It's for you."
I take the phone from him, raising my eyebrows. "Hello?"
"Hayley?"
It was my mom.
"Mom? Why are you calling me?"
"I'm sorry, hon, but your father and I need to tell you something."
"What is it? I have a challenge in a bit."
"Hayley, I'm pregnant."
My gum comes out my nose.
"Hayley?" she asks when she hears my sputtering. "You okay?"
I nod. "Uh, yeah, I'm fine, just… surprised. How long have you known?"
There was silence before she answered, "Uh, about two weeks."
"What?" I screech. "I was home two weeks ago! Heck, I was home two days ago! Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Honey, I'm sorry, but we just-"
"Whatever." I say. "Bye." And I hang up.
"Why so serious?" Zakk asks as I sit next to him on a log.
I glance over at Warren and Anthony chatting next to me. "Nothing. My mom's pregnant, that's all."
He raises his eyebrows. "And they just told you this?"
I nod.
"Hello, all!" Chris bellows. "Ready for the first challenge?"
Nobody speaks.
"Great! You all will be assigned a song that you will have to sing! Your song will most likely has to do with your parent, so… line up!"
When I reach Chris, he hands me a sheet of paper. "Hayley, you have Greek Mix!"
I scan the paper. Lyrics were printed on it.
As I continue to read the lyrics, I make my way over to Zakk, who was staring with horror at his own sheet.
"What song did you get?" I ask, sitting down next to him.
"Blainerific." He tells me. I snatch the sheet from him, and read the lyrics.
When I finish, I burst out laughing. "You have to sing that?"
He nods sadly.
It was too much. I fall over laughing.
UUUUHHHGGGGHHH… that was embarrassingly short… agh.
You're a little baby
Small and long
You are my wiener
You are my dog
But you always lick me
And it's gross
So cut it out
You stupid dog
I wrote that today about my mini dachshund, Emmett. It's to the tune of 'I'm a Little Tea-Pot'. Who knows, maybe it'll be a hit song someday.