Amber POV
There going to send me to jail. Put me in a cell with other criminals. I didn't mean to start a fight. I just need Mara to shut her motherfucking mouth. That is all. Patricia had had enough with her shit too, and the boys were taking care of Jerome. So I just joined in. They were threatening us, they should get in trouble also! Oh my gosh I really hope I make this out alive.
"Dear God, I'm sorry for all the things I've done. Things I thought about David Beckham. I know he's Victoria's but I just couldn't help myself. And the time I stole a cherry lipgloss from-" I was cut off.
"Amber, chill out." Patricia said. She slapped my thigh. I howled at the pain. I hiccuped. Then a thought hit me. Is the baby okay? Could she/he sense my stress? Would the baby be hurt from the fight? All the thoughts flooded my mind as I worried about the punishment for fighting. Mr. Fitzpatrick walked in following Dean Collins.
"These students were fighting in the hallway when I walked up." Mr. Fitzpatrick ratted us out. I looked down to fight back my tears. Patricia rubbed my back. I had never been in trouble before now. I didn't even know what the Dean's office looked like. Everyone looked chill but me. Patricia had her poker face on. I didn't know if she was okay with being in trouble or freaking out inside.
"I see. Why were you fighting?" Dean Collins asked us. I looked down as of to avoid the attention. Eddie spoke up.
"Mara and Jerome were making fun of Amber and Patricia. They called them 'whores' and 'sluts' and Jerome slammed Patricia's hand on the locker, causing it to be caught. The me and Alfred walked up." He said.
"Yes sir. Mara and Jerome layed hands on the girls first. We were just trying to step up for them." Alfie chimed in.
"Is this true?" He asked Mara and Jerome. Jerome stared. Mara nodded slightly. "Answer me orally." Dean Collins demanded.
"Yes." They said in the lowest voice I ever heard. I continued to look at my feet. Jerome couldn't see me cry. He would never let me live that down. I bit my lips until they turned red. They stung. Patricia then spoke up.
"Sir, we would never just get into a random fight over nothing. They were taunting us about being pregnant and calling us names. Then Jerome called the guys criminals. That's the only reason we fought back." She said.
"Ms. Rutter?" Dean Collins stated. I looked up.
"Yes sir?" I said. My hiccups were severly bad now.
"Is this true? By my understandings you were just a passerby. What happened to your knowledge?" He said. I could only hiccup. The door opened. Daddy. Oh no. I hicupped and hiccuped. Patricia patted my back.
"What's wrong?" Daddy asked.
"It seems they were fighting because Jerome and Mara were harassing them. I have no choice but to suspend them." Dean Collins said.
"I can't risk the girls being bullied for being pregnant. I'll just take them out of school and out of your hair. I'll also take Eddison and Alfred out. At least until the end of the pregnancy." Daddy sighed. So there was a lot of paper work and stuff but we are done with school. My hiccups died down. Daddy took Patricia, Eddie, Alfie and I home. In the car it was quiet. Daddy had lightly scolded us at school. We finally got home from the whole tragedy. We were all going up the steps except for daddy.
"Wait. Come sit in the living room." Daddy said. I hiccuped.
"Damn, Amber." Eddie said.
"I hiccup when I'm nervous." I said. We all sat on the couches. Daddy stood in front of us with his arms crossed. I cried. Everyone else was just staring at him. He looked at me. I cried more.
"I believe you." He said to all of us. He looked me in the eye. He looked dissapointed at me. Tears streamed from my eyes.
"I'm sorry daddy. She was hurting Patricia." I cried. He nodded.
"You all did this for a good purpose. I respect that. So I will hire a tutor. You will be homeschool for the rest of the pregnancy. I think this will be a good idea. Don't mention anything about the suspension to Mrs. Rutter. I will tell her tonight." Daddy concluded.
"We're really sorry sir." Alfie apollogized.
"But when school starts Monday, you are to have jobs to suppport your families." Daddy added, motioning at Eddie and Alfie. I stopped my tears and looked up. Eddie and Alfie nodded.
"Thanks for giving me another chance." Eddie said. Alfie agreed.
"I expect to see what jobs you all have when tutoring starts Monday. Good day." Daddy said and left the room. Patricia stood up and walked up stairs. Eddie followed.
"It's going to be okay Ambs." Alfie said sitting beside me and rubbing my back. I nodded.
"I just feel like I messed up big time. In case you didn't know, I don't get in trouble." I said with my head in my hands. I had stoppped crying.
"You didn't do anything but protect you and my little man." He said rubbing my belly. I smirked.
"It's a girl." I said.
"You don't know what it has." He replied. I laughed.
"Watch it turn out to be a alien child." Alfie joked.
"Do think I can still enter it into pagents?"
"Amber. It's a good thing you're pretty."
"I know!"
"Would you want me to marry you? You know when we turn 18?" He asked. I had never thought about us marrying. I just assumed we would always be together. I never thought about that. I always wanted to marry, just never really thought of anyone I dated, marriage material.
"Yes Alfie. I can't picture my life without you."