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…