Broke the schedule again, sorry :L
I went to a relative's barbeque, then somehow ended up not sleeping until 4am. Regretted that today..
France was awesome Emily, although I did kind of miss a steady internet connection :L
And you guys, I missed you lot too :3
I don't want her to be responsible for that either, Rosalia, and that sounds awesome :D
Britain's heatwave is doing something weird at the minute, it's still hot, but not as sunny. Hope it perks up again for the rest of the holidays! x)
Well, that's all for tonight. Goodnight you lovely lot, remember to keep reading and reviewing! ~nellen :) xx
Luke sat quietly in the armchair, as two pairs of eyes watched him from the sofa. His fingers twitched nervously, his own pupils flickering around the room.
I shouldn't be scared. Why am I scared? They just want a few answers. They're my friends.
He sighed, questions always made him anxious, but Flora wasn't nearly finished yet.
"Have you made an appointment for the doctor's or anything?"
"No.."
"Are you going to?"
"Um.. Probably, I suppose we have to, right? I'll need to ask Ari about that."
"How far along did you says she was?"
"Two weeks."
"Oh, so it was at the party, right?" She was incredibly persistent, to the boy's obvious discomfort.
"Maybe.. Let me talk to him later, look, he's not-" Clive began to murmur, cut off by a silent shake of the girl's head.
The youngest sighed, finally snapping.
"Yes. It was at the party. Yes, I had sex with Arianna Barde at Crow's house party two weeks ago and now she's pregnant and it's definitely mine. Yes, we're keeping the baby, as far as I know at least, and it's due in December. No, we haven't made any appointments yet, or told anybody outside of you both. No, we do not plan on telling the Professor, Tony, or indeed my mother until further on in the pregnancy. Yes, she's been suffering with a little morning sickness recently, no we don't need to take time off school just yet. Please, heaven forbid, are there any more questions?"
Clive laughed, quickly stopping himself before it got out of hand. "Not from me. Um, Flora?"
"Just one." She replied curtly, sitting up straighter in her chair.
"Oh, well in that case, please, do not hesitate to ask," Luke muttered again, rolling his eyes.
"How exactly do you and Arianna, a pair of, for the lack of a better word, jobless fifteen year-olds, plan on both providing and caring for a newborn baby, whilst still managing to pass all of your GCSEs and keep up with all of your schoolwork, not to mention looking after yourselves and finding a way to pay for the kid's future as well as your own?"
"Oh.. Well.. Uh.. You see, um... Oh."
