Kenickie's POV
Rizzo and I were out in the hall making out. "Oh Kenickie!" She breaths. "So hot!"
I smirked at her.
"We can't do it out here." She said stopping.
"Let's go in a closet." I suggested.
"Kenickie, you remember what happened." She said.
"Well I don't care, our child will have the best parents ever and a good looking daddy." I winked.
She chuckles.
"But are you sure?" She asked me.
"I'm positive." I assured her. "But it's up to you and when you decide, I'll support you." I told her.
She planted a kiss on the lip.
"Let's go." She smiled.
I held her hands as we walked down to the janitor's closet and I placed the chair up against the doorknob so nobody won't barge in.
"Ready?" I asked her.
"Always has been when it comes to you." She said as we kissed again.
I pulled away.
"Are you honestly wanna do this?" I asked her. "Because I have to warn you, the Murdochs don't like abortions."
"Don't worry Kenicks, I want this." She said, so we started doing it…
