Hi guys! Thanks once again for all the reviews, I appreciate them. Sorry, this is kind of a filler chapter, but I quite liked writing it. I really like the Faberry friendship, although NOTHING MORE than friendship. I wanted to have a little more about it, and a little funny part too. Hope you guys enjoy it! :)

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot line. Unfortunately.

Chapter 21

When Quinn woke up in the morning, the first thing she did was check the time on her phone, which was lying on the table next to the couch. It was almost ten o'clock in the morning. She then checked her messages. There were seven from her parents asking her where the hell she was, and three from people at school asking her why she wasn't there. Lying back down, she tried to go back to sleep, but after two minutes, her eyes shot open and she jumped up, cursing loudly.

"Quinn! What's wrong?" asked Rachel, worried.

"We're late for school. Like, really late."

"What? Dammit, my dads are going to kill me!"

"This is my entire fault! I knew I should have just gone home. Then I would have been woken up by my alarm, and you would have been woken up by yours, and we would both be in school by now!" she wailed, upset now.

"Calm down Quinn! It's fine, we can always just take the day off."

"I can't. My parents would kill me."

"Well, let's go now then. Better late than never, right?"

"I suppose. Can I borrow some clothes? I didn't bring any."

"Sure. We're about the same size, although they'll probably be a little baggy. You're skinnier than me."

"Not for long."

"What? What makes you say that?"

"Duh! I'm pregnant!"

"Oh, yeah, I forgot. Sorry."

"It's fine. I forget sometimes too, and I'm the one who's actually having the baby. I guess it's just a little unreal. I mean, I'm sixteen and pregnant. You hear about this all the time, and you see it on the TV, but it's not really something that you think about until it actually happens to you. You know what I mean?"

"Yeah, I get it."

"And then, in that little while when I'm not thinking about it, I'm happy again, and I feel like a normal teenage girl. But then I remember, or something reminds me, and it's like coming down from a high. I feel rubbish again, and I just want to give up."

"Did you ever, you know, consider an abortion?"

"Yeah. I thought about it when I first realised I might be pregnant. But I knew I would never do it. I mean, I'm not even sure if I could bring myself to have it adopted, let alone kill it."

"I suppose. Well, I'm glad you're not, because I hate abortions. Oh, yeah, did you still want that test?"

"Yeah, do you think we could get one after school today?"

"Sure. You want to stay over again?"

"Yeah, that would be great. It's Friday, so I can just stay over and then we can go to the movies together. But I might need to go home first. My parents will call the police if I'm out all night again."

"Okay then. Tell you what, you can drive home, then I'll go out and buy a test, then drive to your house to pick you up. Okay? How far away is the drug store from here?"

"About fifteen minutes from here, twenty from my house, so I'll have plenty of time to get my stuff."

"Okay then, we have a plan. Quick, let's go get changed so we can get to school."

The two girls ran upstairs, taking it in turns to jump in the shower and get dressed as fast as they could.

Running outside, they jumped in Rachel's car and drove to school, Quinn trying to tame her hair on the way. They ran into the office together, signing in then running down the hall to Trig, which they, luckily, had together. They sat down together, earning odd looks from everyone who hadn't known they were friends, and spent the lesson giggling together and arguing about Justin Bieber.

In case you wondered, I love Justin Bieber. He's gorgeous now, and I think people always judge him on how he looked when he first got famous, and to be fair, he did look about eleven then. But he's almost eighteen now, and he looks a lot older, so people should stop judging him on how he was four years ago!

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