Betty's pov
Monday
Nausea was pretty bad, worse than it was with Juju, but I hadn't thrown up yet so I was still going into school.
It feels worse today, as I walk into the classroom with Jughead. "Are you sure you want to go? You don't look great" Jughead tells me.
"I'm fine, Juggie. I haven't thrown up yet," I reply.
"Fine. I'll see you at lunch," Jug says.
"See ya," I respond.
First period
Students walk into the classroom, but I'm hardly paying attention. I feel worse today than I have all weekend. I begin teaching the lesson, my brain only half there.
About halfway into the class, I feel even worse than I have the whole class. Slowly, my vision gets blurry, small black dots everywhere. I turn from the board and face the class.
"Miss Cooper, are you okay?" I hear someone say, but quietly. It feels like I'm deep underwater, pressure building up in my eras.
"Yeah..." I say softly, blinking slowly as I stumble into my seat.
I feel like if I move, I'll throw up. I didn't move, but I threw up anyways. I lay back in the chair, my eyes shut, trying to feel better. There's a bitter taste in my mouth, and all I want is water.
A minute later, someone rushes into the classroom. The school nurse, with another student. I hadn't even heard anyone leave the room.
She leads me through the halls, getting to the nurse's office soon. She sits me down and starts pouring some water. She then hands me the water and sits next to me.
"How do you feel?" She asks sweetly. Too sweetly.
"Fine," I reply, gulping down the water, which makes me feel slightly better.
"How long have you felt sick?" She questions.
I debate the answer in my head. She knows Jughead and I are married. All of the teachers do. "About a week. But this is the first time I actually threw up," I reply, telling the truth.
"Why'd you come to school, then?" She asks me. I feel like I'm being interrogated.
"Because I didn't think I would throw up," I reply, starting to feel my annoyance but trying to cover it up.
"Hm. Next time don't come to work if you feel nauseous," the nurse sounds annoyed. "Have you had any other symptoms?" She says after a pause.
"Headache. I'm tired. Cramps. My breasts are sore. Bloating. I have to go to the bathroom a lot. Missed period," I list every symptom I could think of, even though I hadn't had one of them.
The nurse gives me a funny look. "Are you... sexually active?" She asks slowly and awkwardly.
"I've known I'm pregnant for three weeks, if that's what you're implying. I've told Jughead, and my mom and his dad. And our daughter," I tell the nurse coolly.
"Oh. Well, congratulations," she tells me, smiling in a very obviously fake manner.
"Thank you," I smile back.
"Well, um, maybe go home and spend the rest of the day there," the nurse suggests.
"Yeah, sure. I'll see you tomorrow," I say sharply, and leave.
Class is just getting out, so I stop at Jughead's classroom to tell him what happened.
"Hey," I say softly as I step into the room.
"Oh, hi. What's up?" He asks me, smiling.
"I threw up, so I'm gonna go home," I tell him.
"Are you okay?" He asks, suddenly concerned.
"Yeah. I'll see you in a few hours," I tell him.
"Okay. Okay, see you," he smiles.
I walk out, driving home to spend the day alone, with Juju at preschool and Jughead at work.
I set up a doctor's appointment for Wednesday afternoon, then I start brainstorming ways to tell JB I'm pregnant. Not until after the doctors appointment, so sometime next week. I decided to call and plan with Fp and my mom.
We end up deciding on next Saturday night. JB, my mom, Fp, and Alex are going to come over at five and we'll have dinner and then tell them I'm pregnant.
That would be the hard part. How am I supposed to tell the girl who just had a miscarriage that I'm gonna have another baby? And then Alex as well, who didn't even know about the baby. Would it be better to just say it outright, or to do some sort of fun presentation?
Then I think of it. Juju. JB loves Juju more than anything, and Alex seemed to love her as well. So I'd get Juju a shirt with "Big Sister" on it, and have her put it on after dinner. Simple and overused, but cute.
Wednesday afternoon
"Juggie, we've gotta go!" I yell from the door while Juju stands beside me.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," he shouts back, running around the corner to me as he finishes.
"Okay, let's go," I say, and the three of us rush out of the door and into the car.
When we get there, we have to wait a few minutes until we're called in, but we are pretty quickly.
"May fifteenth," Jug smiles happily as we walk to the car after the appointment.
"I know," I reply, also smiling. "Six weeks. Only thirty four left," I sigh.
"Mama, is the baby a boy or a girl?" Julie asks me excitedly.
"I don't know yet baby, we'll know in a few weeks," I tell her.
"Aww," she says, looking mad. "I hope it's a girl," she then says, smiling again. "What do you hope?" she asks Jughead and I.
"I don't care, I just want the baby to be healthy," Jug smiles.
"Yeah, me too," I agree. "Okay, Juju, on Saturday we're gonna tell JB and Alex, so we're gonna get you a big sister shirt right now, and you get to pick out which one you want," I say to Julie.
"Yay!" Jules yells, and runs ahead to the car.
We go shopping, and Julie picks out her big sister shirt.
Saturday night
I hear a knock on the door and answer it quickly, finding JB, Alex, and Fp there. My mom ended up having a work emergency and couldn't make it.
"Hi guys." I smile excitedly.
"Hey Betty," JB smiles, hugging me.
"Hi, Betty," Alex smiles softly, waving at me.
"Hi Alex," I say. "Hey, Fp," I turn to Fp, and hug him.
"Hi Betty. How are you?" Fp asks me.
"I'm doing well, thanks for asking. How are you?" I say politely.
"I'm good," Fp smiles back softly.
We have dinner and are sitting in the living room when I decide to tell them.
"Oh, JB, I got Juju a new shirt and wanted to know what you think of it," I say, glancing quickly at Jughead before looking back at JB.
"Okay, sure. Sounds cool," JB replies.
I take Juju to her room and put her in the big sister shirt. Once she's dressed, I pick her up and carry her so her stomach is facing me and JB won't be able to see what the shirt says until I set her down.
I carry her out to the living room and then set her in front of JB and Alex.
"Big s..." JB reads, and then looks up at me with her mouth open. "Oh my god, are you...?" She asks me.
"Yeah," I whisper, nodding.
"Oh my god, oh my god! Oh my god, that's amazing!" JB cries, jumping up to hug me.
I smile so big, relieved she's happy. I then look to Alex, who's smiling unsurely at Jughead. "Alex, get over here," I beckon him up to hug JB and I.
He gets up, and unsurely wraps his arms around us. A few seconds later, we pull away.
"Congrats, guys," he smiles.
"Dad, did you know about this?" JB questions her father.
"Little bit," Fp smirks. JB rolls her eyes and smiles softly.
"How far are you?" JB asks.
"Six weeks," I tell her.
"Wow. Early," Alex says.
"I knew since the day before school started. I told Jug a week later. Then Fp and my mom last time you guys were here for dinner," I tell the group.
"I still can't believe you didn't tell me for a week," Jug playfully rolls his eyes. I ignore him.
"And that's not it," I say, looking to Jug for him to tell them the other news.
"We were thinking that... JB, maybe you could name the baby," Jug says slowly.
JB looks at us in shock. "W- what?" She asks.
"Yeah. Since..." I whisper.
"Oh my god..." JB's voice is barely audible. "I- I get to name the baby?" She asks softly.
"Mm-hm," Jug nods, pressing his lips together.
JB hugs me again,"Thank you," she whispers, and when she pulls away I can see the tears in her eyes.
"When will you tell the class?" Alex asks.
"Once I start showing and can't hide it anymore," I answer. "Who knows when that will be."