Jade's POV

I'm not sure what I'm doing out here. Beck dropped me off outside and pulled away, knowing that I probably would be angry and confused. Why had he been so adamant about me going over to Tori's?

What plan had he conjured up that he thought I wouldn't catch on to? It didn't matter, I was here to appease him since he had been so supportive. I know he means well, but I hate when he's meddling in my business. I suppose having a baby is our business, and I have a feeling it's Tori's too.

"Hey Vega." I drop my scissors on the armchair by the door as she lets me in, knowing she'd otherwise pat me down, and the thought made me wanna vomit.

"Hey Jade. I'm so glad you came." She smiled weakly, looking more pale than usual.

"Cut the chiz, I know Beck set this up, I'm just here to figure out why." I informed her and she sighed.

"Right, have a seat. Do you want anything to drink? I've got a kettle running." She offered and I shook my head. I wanted this over as soon as possible.

The kettle whistles and I feel nauseous, and this time it wasn't because of Tori's presence. I curl up in the corner of the couch with a pillow in my lap, waiting for Tori to sit. She gingerly blew the steam away from her cup, and slightly gagged, and I raised an eyebrow. She sits next to me, turning her body to face me, a pillow against her body and her blanket over her shoulders.

"Cut to the chase, Tori. Why did Beck have me come here?" I finally ask after a moment of awkward silence.

"Jade, I think right now we have more in common than we think." She begins.

"Oh do we? Did I suddenly get more annoying or did you decide to come to the dark side?" I facetiously ask and she sighs, containing her composure.

She looked bewildered, like she saw her plan crumbling before her eyes. I hadn't a clue what this was all about, but I could take a wild guess why. Her skin was pale, she was nauseous and moody and in turn more annoying. She went from an 'A' to a' D' practically overnight, something I haven't seen since Andre failed his Christmas song assignment. She and I were in the same boat and Beck knew it too. But I wasn't about to be taken pity on and bonded over this one thing. Tori Vega and I are and will never be, the same person.

"So, have you seen the new Spider-hero movie? Robbie and I went to see it last week." Tori began conversationally, seeing things weren't unfolding as quickly as she had hoped.

"I hate superhero movies." I state obtusely.

"Why? There's violence in them. You love violence." She insisted.

"It's true; However, Spiderman reminds me too much of Robbie."

"How? Spiderman is a superhero, Robbie is just, Robbie. They're nothing alike! He's all weak, and nerdy. Those guys always get beat up; Hey- I'd bet you'd like to see that!" She nudged me, a pathetic attempt at being friendly.

"It isn't the fact that Spiderman is a hero, it's the fact that he shoots cobwebs." I state factually.

"Robbie can shoot cobwebs?" She became confused and that's when I executed my joke.

"No, but he does have cobwebs for brains. Maybe he's not Spiderman per se, but he's got qualities. Again, not great ones, but he's got 'em."

Tori weakly smiled, trying to be polite and not bash Robbie. He was our, well her friend, and though she was trying to be nice and play both sides I knew she'd much rather hang out with him. After a beat of silence so tense you could practically sever it, Tori sighed loudly, itching for it to be broken.

"Why am I here Tori?" I finally asked and she looked unnerved, yet relieved.

"I talked to Beck the other day, and he said you were feeling, you know? Like the odd one out."

"So you're taking pity on me?" I raised my eyebrow, mildly offended but she jumped in.

"No, it isn't like that! It's just, we're constantly at each other's throats and we have never really gotten along beside a few occasions. But I think it's time we work out our differences." She concludes.

"So, do you wanna go to the movies and see 'The Scissoring Awaits.', or are you talking more of the route where we have a weepy session where our most deep secrets spill out and then we skip over the rainbow bridge into a friendship we never saw possible?" I sarcastically reply.

"Okay, I know you're mocking me." She retorts.

"Tori, I know you're pregnant." I finally blurted, matter of factly and her face drained.

I just wanted the needless talk to stop, and for the point to be made. And Tori began to sputter, unable to find the right words to defend herself or deny it. But she also looked a bit relieved. I hadn't known for sure that was why Beck had sent me here, or if he had even known, but her reaction had been enough confirmation.

However, after thinking about it silently for a moment, I decide that this could be a good thing. Beck had all good intentions, and I had all the intention of using this as blackmail on her and Beck. But after thinking about it even longer, and letting the silence marinate, I realized that she seemed just as scared as I was, just without all the 'tough act' masking to go along with it. And I had a choice, I could accept the help of someone going through it just as tough as I was, or I could push.

Maybe we weren't so different after all, at least in the similarity of circumstances, that was. And being in a competitive performing arts school was difficult enough and cut throat at times. But besides the array of talents being displayed there, everyone wanted the same thing; To be successful in their art.

It was trying and hard, and adding an unplanned pregnancy to that was even more stressful. But the odds of more than one of us? Maybe being together wasn't the worst thing. It could be the beginning of an unexpected pregnancy pact at Hollywood Arts.

"Either that, or Beck told you something you shouldn't know either." I add and her breath hitches in her throat at the 'catch 22'.

"Jade, I'm sorry. Beck wanted me to help you but I thought you'd be offended, but c'mon! What are the odds that both of us are going through the same thing right now? Look at the past Jade, everytime you and I were faced with an assignment, we aced it because we took the chance on each other. Like when we went to Nozu's and sung 'Take a Hint', to those annoying guys." She insisted.

"Oh, Ms. Pretty Pants did the deed and now she's getting all preachy." I rolled my eyes.

"Jade, please! Isn't it comforting to know you're not in this alone? Not to be mean, but Beck is right. You push everyone away trying to be all tough, and it makes everything harder. This is the one time you should consider letting me be your friend."

"You are my friend." I mutter. "But it would be a betrayal to the personality image I've created to let others see how much I actually care." I admit and Tori's face softens.

"Friend?" She gasps.

"Don't make it weird." I snap, "But yeah. So what do you say? We're on the same tough ship and Beck cares about us both deeply, maybe in different ways, but he's a smart boy. Can we maintain our acts so nobody knows what's going on, and still help each other out?"

I was willing to compromise. I wasn't just gonna give up that easily on being scary. People would know something was up if Tori and I became all chummy suddenly.

Though it would appease Beck and break some tension in the group, I didn't want to let others who didn't know in on it, and I certainly didn't want people to respect me less and fall out of line, thinking they can talk bad about me or Tori or treat me like less. All throughout elementary school I was the nice girl who got walked all over. I couldn't have people thinking I've softened out.

"I promise not to tell anyone you're pregnant, if you promise not to blackmail me through mine." Tori half heartedly jokes, but I could tell she knew it was risky.

I vowed then to do my best to remain as the Jade everyone knew while allowing my guard to drop just a little to help me (and Tori) get through this pregnancy.

"You've got yourself a deal, Pretty Pants." I extend my hand and she groans.

"Can we do without the nicknames?" She moans.

"Well then we wouldn't be true to our promise. We gotta hold our composure Tori, you're a self-proclaimed actress, can't you do that?" I smirk and she shakes it.

"Deal taken, Ms. West." She shakes, and soon after, I leave.

Tori's POV

It was in the middle of class that I had needed to get out, nausea taking over my body. I couldn't chance throwing up during acting class again. Everyone knew that something was off with our friend group, starting with Jade.

There were rumors flying around about her and Beck, and they had their kindling suspicions about her being pregnant. But I had the image of a good girl. Not to be confused with innocent, I definitely knew more than Cat, but I wasn't the 'bad girl' that Jade was known as, bad at least being in context of her being stubborn, tough, bossy, and hard headed.

As I round the corner by the soda machine I nearly trip over a pair of legs peeking out from beside them. It was Cat, taking me by surprise and suddenly my nausea dissipated. She had her face buried in her palms, and little sobs were being emitted from her.

I was confused, as I never saw her slip out, and now intrigued what she had been doing out here. Pretty soon even Sikowitz was going to catch on, wondering why we were always coming and going. At least once he knew, we couldn't get in trouble for constantly leaving our lessons.

"Hey Cat, is everything okay?" I imply with feelings of solicitousness.

"No! Everything is not okay, it's the opposite! It's non-okay."

"That bad?" I coo.

"That's what I just said!" She wails, and I sit beside her.

I rub her back as she draws her knees to her chest, halting them half way and bending over to rest her head in them. Her red curls were mangled, unbrushed, and damp from the tears and her skin looked like it had been breaking out. She looked like she had just rolled out of bed fully dressed, her clothes wrinkly. Why hadn't I noticed before that she had looked so unkept compared to her normal dolled up appearance? Had she been going through another depressive episode?

"What's wrong, kitty Cat-erina ?" I asked.

"Robbie calls me that, and only Robbie." She sits up quickly and snaps.

I take that as a sign to let her do the talking, and I listen contently, waiting for a cue to say something helpful. She sniffs, blowing her nose into my shoulder, and using a tampon she pulled out of her dress pocket to wipe her tears. It was Cat, so it wasn't weird, I was used to it, but this was out of the norm for her to be snippy.

"I talked to Nona a couple nights ago. She wants to pull me out of Hollywood Arts and put me in a special school." She informed me.

"Oh, like you're brother? Why does she wanna do that? You're nothing like him." I catechize.

This seemed completely out of the blue for how well Cat was passing with flying colors and how talented she was. She was nothing like her so-called "crazy" brother, so I wasn't understanding the issue. Had she been overreacting again, like the time Mona Patterson had died, but not in real life? Was this something out of a movie?

"My brother isn't pregnant! He goes to some disciplinary academy in Idaho!" She squawked, but quickly slaps her hand over her mouth, going silent in regret.

"Oh shoot." She whispers through her hand and my jaw drops.

I racked my brain of every possible thing she could have said to be sure that I had actually heard her correctly. I guess I was in so much disbelief that those words had come out of her mouth. I was supposed to be the good girl, she was the innocent one. The difference between us is I knew about the birds and the bees and she knew about the ostrich.

It was obvious that now she knew how it actually worked when she had said "pregnant" and not exclaimed, "The ostrich is coming" like Paul Revere on his horse. Obviously I had heard her right and she had to be pregnant, it was just a surprise with how often she had told Robbie he was icky, and then cute, and how they someday were going to prepare nests like their own little "do it yourself" projects.

She was the sweet, naive little friend, but now she was in the same boat as Jade and I, and instantly my instinct were to want to protect and help her, and Jade, though she wouldn't admit it, would want to do the same. We all went quickly from living our normal teenage lives (well as normal as going to a performing arts school could be) to being moms.

Cat would no longer carry Mr. Purple around as her baby, like she had in the babysitting class we took where we had to care for a baby, but would have an actual responsibility. And as if that wasn't hard enough, she now was fixing to move to another school, something I could tell she absolutely would do anything to avoid, and Jade and I would have to help her.

"Cat, it's okay." I reassure her.

"How can you be so sure?" She challenges me.

"Because let's just say, I'm in the same boat as you are."

"I thought we were in school? Where'd the boat come from and why can't I see it? Did you take your special vitamins today?" She panics and I laugh quietly to myself.

"It's just a saying. I'm going through the same thing you are. Are you picking up what I'm putting down?" I infer.

"My brother used to pick things up off the ground all the time. Until someone dropped a rusty nail and it went through his big toe." She gets sidetracked again.

I sigh, unable to tell how one girl can be so clueless and still end up in this situation. I guess I didn't have room to judge, Cat was naive, but she wasn't exempt from making mistakes like the rest of us. None of us were perfect. Watching her pet Mr. Purple as she cried reminded me of how quickly we'd have to grow up, but to take pointers from Cat and still never lose or forget to heal your inner child.

She still had a child-like innocence, possibly a coping mechanism, or maybe she was just that pure. Cat was a reminder to slow down and look at everything through a different perspective, and it was okay to not rush to grow up, and still do "childish things" so long as you were happy and being yourself. That I loved about her; She never seemed afraid to be herself and be goofy.

"Is your Nona sending you away too?" She whimpers and I shake my head.

"No, but I can only imagine what you're going to. To a different extent, of course. But I'm pregnant too, Cat. And it's scary, but I think it'll be a little less daunting if the two of us help each other out."

"I'm not ready to be a mom! It would have been much more convenient if the ostrich or whatever would have dropped them off."

"I know, but you'd still have to prepare, and you still have time to. And besides, you have options, but if you wanna keep it, I'm sure Nona will want to help you and so will Robbie and Sam and all of us. But you've got time to figure that all out."

"No I don't. Pretty soon I'm gonna be round and obviously pregnant and Nona thinks sending me to that school will help me avoid bullying. But if I can't be true to myself, then what's the point? I'm still Cat, I'm just the version of Cat who's having a baby. Why would they wanna bully me for that?" She asked innocently, and I was amazed at how wise she truly was when she was faced with seriousness.

"Cat, if you're adult enough to get in this situation, you get the final call on what you wanna do. She can help give you guidance but ultimately it's your life and your decisions. And you have what, still like seven or eight months to make those decisions?"

I ask her for a reference, assuming she is barely far along, maybe closer to the twelve week mark than me. She shakes her head and suddenly looks alarmed.

"Oh my gosh, seven or eight more months?!" She exclaims anxiously.

"No Cat, pregnancy is only about nine months, give or take?"

"I'd like to give it back then." She replies cutely, not understanding the phrase.

"How many weeks did the doctor say you were already?" I try to gauge.

"Twenty two." She replies.

"Twenty two?!" I was taken aghast.

"Well yeah! You said this thing only goes to nine months and I'm no math wizard but I don't think that's more than nine months!" She yells back.

How was she already in her second trimester and I would have never guessed?

"Does anyone else know besides your Nona?"

"Yeah, Sam. And now you." She answers informatively.

"And once the others know, they'll wanna help you." I reassure her.

"You know Tori, you can ask for help too. I know you're close with Andre and sometimes Beck when Jade is not around to try and kill you."

"It'll be like our own uncool, pregnancy pact." I added, smiling gently.

"Can it be a secret pact for now? I'm not sure I'm ready to tell anybody. I'm scared to tell Robbie first. He's a little naive and I'm not sure how to explain to him the boys and the bees. Does he count as a boy?" She asks shyly and I nod.

"You, me, and Jade." I pinky promise and she hesitantly locks hers.

"Wait, Jade is pregnant too?" She backtracks.

"Shoot, don't tell her I told you. I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone if she didn't blackmail me, but it just slipped out 'cuz we were just having a moment here. But I think it's good for her and you to know we're in this together."

"Jade's gonna murder you." Cat teases, giggling.

"Not if you don't tell her, please Cat." I beg her, sounding slightly threatening.

"I promise." She giggles through her tears, rocking Mr. Purple in her arms.

"And that also means Mr. Purple." I remind her.

"Dang it. What if hypothetically-" She begins.

"And it can't be posted on 'The Slap' either." I jump in quickly.

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about that. I deleted Mr. Purple's account after he tweeted the xrays of my brother's big toe after he stepped on that rusty nail."

I smile and pull Cat into a hug, wondering how we both wound up in this situation and if it wasn't for Cats unintentional comedic timing, and Jade agreeing to be friends, and even all of us pregnant together, I have no idea how I'd make it through this. Even all this had sparked a new interest in Andre, but I wasn't ready to open that can yet. I had too much to think about right now.

Cat's POV

Sam took me to my first doctor's appointment yesterday because I was still upset with Nona for wanting to send me away, and though I knew Tori was right, I wasn't ready to stress myself out thinking about it until it all sunk in. I had Tori and Jade in my corner as well as Sam and as much as I hated confrontation, I'd have to talk to Nona.

Robbie already knew, I had told him first because I accidentally told Jade that I knew about her pregnancy when I got warmed up and too excited about the idea of the pregnancy pact and having our own merch and theme song. Jade had of course shot that down in annoyance, not wanting to make a scene and had reminded me we could make the best out of the situation, but she hadn't wanted to celebrate for her own pregnancy. She also had threatened to tell Robbie herself if I I told anyone else outside our friend group.

However, Robbie couldn't make it to the early appointment because he had prior commitments to rubbing ointment on his grandma's sores, and he couldn't tell her why he wanted to skip out because she already hated me. She ended up finding out anyways later because Sam made me go over there to talk to him because I insisted I didn't want him to come over. She said I couldn't avoid him forever, and that I got to make the final decision, but he was my friend and now baby daddy, and it was worth talking to him about. She said something about wanting him for child support, but I was already carrying the baby, how could he support it if he couldn't even hold it?

I guess Sam knew I would have to face it one way or another, and would have to see his grandma eventually since she was related to this baby, and was Robbie's guardian. But just because she was "family", didn't mean she was entitled to knowing this baby or being in their life. Sam said that family could be those you wanted to be in your life, not just blood, and she hated to admit it, but Robbie was one of those people. I knew she was right, Robbie would want to help, but I still felt ashamed.

Now we all knew we were expecting within the friend group, but Jade would do bad things to me if it got around the school. But for me, everyone would have to know eventually, I wasn't just going to disappear like my brother had several times, only to find out I was in a hospital or special school. I didn't have a lot of time to plan and it made me anxious, but after fainting and coming to, Robbie had been shocked and supportive.

"Hey little Mama Kitty." Robbie purred as he approached me in the hallway and embraced me in a hug, and Jade gagged.

"We already know you have a kitten on the way, please just stop before I vomit for any other reason than being pregnant." Jade snapped and Robbie and I stopped hugging.

"Oh Jade, you're so squeamish. I think it's cute! And how are you gonna change diapers if you can't handle affectionate hugging?" Tori walks up to us, subconsciously rubbing her hand on her stomach even though she is barely showing.

"I told you, I don't know that we are keeping this baby for a fact. If we do there will be no diaper changing anyways. That's Beck's problem. I give birth to the baby, he changes the diapers." Jade whispered quickly.

Beck wasn't here right now and if he was, why would she not want him to know? Isn't this their baby? I know ultimately Sam said the mom has rights, but I thought for sure there would be a fight. It was Beck and Jade after all. I'm not the sharpest tool in the chandelier but something told me Beck didn't know that was the plan.

"So you're already working out how to handle all the duties even though you don't want the baby?" Tori pushes on and Jade glares at her, gritting her teeth.

"Ha-ha, duties." I giggle and Jade rolls her eyes.

"If we didn't have a pregnancy pact, I'd do bad things to you, Vega. But I can't have double homicide on my record."

Tension was thick, and having pregnancy hormones in all of us girls was a lot. There was never drama per se in the group, just butting heads and boy problems over Beck in the way beginning. No friendship was perfect, but this challenge was supposed to bring us together and I wasn't gonna stand here and watch them fight when we needed to be reminded that now we needed each other the most.

"That's enough, you two!" I begin to cry, overwhelmed by everything, and it was enough to get their attention.

Robbie hugs me from behind, resting his head on mine and trying to soothe me, but I feel uncomfortable and bloated. I shove him off and he looks confused why when just a few moments ago I was loving on him back.

"Ew, Robbie, not here." I groan, seeing Beck finally approach us by the lockers as well as Andre behind him and my cheeks grow red.

"Good job, Vega. You made the redhead cry. Is that how you're gonna be as a mom too? Overbearing and-" Jade began but was quickly cut off.

"Okay little mommas, that's enough." Andre cut in and we all stopped and stared at him.

"I hate that term, it feels like a label. And this pregnancy isn't the only thing I want to be remembered at Hollywood Arts for. I wanna succeed and be sought out because of my talent and because I'm a good person." Tori interjects.

"Good people don't say they're good people." Jade jumps in.

"She's got a point though. It's not the only thing she wants to be known for and I think that's fair." Beck agreed.

"Are you explaining things to me?" Jade snaps and Beck rolls his eyes.

"Can we all agree that we're under a lot of stress and maybe we could at least try to be nice to each other. Or civil?" Tori chimes in and I nod.

"Not with all these hormones." Rex pipes up and Robbie shushes him.

"Anyways, do you guys wanna come over for poker later? We haven't really had a chance to hang out lately with everything going on."

"When you say, "you guys" does that include me?" Robbie sheepishly asks.

"Only if Cat's water doesn't break." Jade teases and I pout.

"Hey-!" I interject horrified.

"Well, do you have anything prepared, Cat? I mean you're due sooner than us and like we're in a pact so maybe we could help y'a work things out?" Jade implies responsibly and I was surprised.

Jade was willing to help me and be a team player. She was all in on this thing suddenly and I feel like if anything would grow our friendship and soften Jade a little bit, it would be this. Not that she needed to change, I both loved and feared her personality but that was what made Jade who she was, and it would be scary to see her lose herself in this.

Everyone had something to bring to this group and we would not be lost in our identities as moms. Of course, change can be for good, but I wouldn't want change for the worse or unhappy version of herself. But she was making an effort to let her walls down and give it a chance. If any changes happen (other than being a parent) I hope it's for her happiness.

"I guess not." I admit.

"Well you guys can all come to my house tonight and we can plan things out for Cat and Jade and myself, and then we can play some cards." Tori insists.

"You're going to plan your baby shower? Isn't that tacky?" Jade interjects.

"I didn't say anything about a baby shower! I meant we could plan for what we need. Robbie loves making lists on his Pearpad, we can type it out there, and do some research. For the pregnancy pact purposes." Tori informs her.

"Hey, we can plan for you and Cat, but like I've implied before-" Jade begins but is quickly cut off when tension rises.

"WE don't know what we're doing yet, so we'd like to not be included at this time." Beck jumps in, and Jade glares at him.

"Oh, are WE the one who has to give birth too, Beck? Because I thought you said it was my choice." Jade reminds him and Beck sighs loudly.

"Can we not do this here? You're right, I'm sorry. It's up to you ultimately. But I'd like it if we didn't discuss our business here in front of our friends and start a fight when I was just trying to help you." Beck snaps back.

Robbie looks to me, and Tori awkwardly plays with the switch on her locker, flicking on and off the lights that exclaim "Make it Shine!" as if it will get their attention and make them stop. We were waiting for someone to say something, but no one wanted to until Andre took one for the team.

"Hey, I think Tori's idea is great! Let's play some cards and leave the baby stuff out of it for tonight. You're already all under a lot of pressure and stress, it would be nice to just relax and be ourselves for one night, outside of just being pregnant. Can we do that? Can we pretend for one night that things are back to the way they were?"

Jade looks as though she's pouting, sliding her hand out of Beck's begrudgingly. I nod and so do Beck and Tori. We wait for Jade, staring at her and waiting for her to drop the attitude and agree. She never missed out on card night. Not even when she and Beck broke up. They simply worked it out to be cordial with each other, and I wish they could go back to that time.

"Jade?" Beck asks.

"Beck and I will not be making it tonight." She states plainly.

"There you go, making decisions for us again." Beck infers, annoyed.

"We're not even doing baby things! We're just playing cards!" I jump in quickly to deter another fight, hoping she'll still go.

"Please Jade?"

"Fine." She huffs.

"Or, we could go play Cops!" Robbie offers and we all glare.

Cops was a new variation of 'Pirates', and it wasn't much better. But I don't wanna talk about it or play it.

"Robbie, you know how I feel about guns." I remind him.

"Even these ones?" He smirks, bending his arms to "Flex" his muscles.

"Robbie, all the offense, your guns are so small even the government wouldn't want them." Jade roasts him and we all laugh, and Robbie frowns.

"She got you good!" I laugh, poking him in the side.

"See y'all at eight?" Tori finally asks and we all nod.

We start parting ways to go to our next class as the bell rings, but I hear footsteps run up behind me and heavy breathing on my neck.

"Wait, Cat!" Robbie exclaims and I stop.

"What's up?" I ask, turning around.

"Let me carry your backpack. You shouldn't have to carry all that and our baby." He insists sweetly, and I blush.

"Robbie, you're so cheesy. And besides, I'm not going to break. There's a river in my body that protects the baby."

"A river?"

"Yeah, it's called 'Birth' canal. I think that's a magical name for a river."

"Well, I made a promise to myself, and you now; I'm going to take care of you Cat, even if you don't want it. We don't have to couple up or whatever, but I am going to take responsibility and do whatever I can for you and our baby, even though my grandmother is still steaming like a lobster."

"She thinks it's because I have red hair, doesn't she?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm here for you, Caterina Valentine. And if you'd let me, I'd love to be there for the baby too. We can even move in together, just as roommate, ya know."

My breath hitched in my throat and my heart stopped for a split second. First Nona wanted to take me away to a special school, and now he was offering to move in with me. If we moved in, maybe Nona would see we were trying to be responsible and not send me away. But she was more concerned about the bullying and my future graduation, but I knew I could make it work. I was insistent.

After all, I had friends to support me and who were pregnant too. She couldn't send me away from that kind of support when they were all going through it too. We had a pact, and I didn't want to be with two dozen other people or so who were going through it too. Of course she couldn't force me to go, but then again, my brother was forcefully removed by authorities and sent away. I couldn't chance that.

"Cat?"

"Sorry Robbie, I can't talk right now. This pregnancy has me feeling sooo tired." I excuse and he raises an eyebrow.

I excuse myself, forgetting my backpack and leaving through the front doors of HollyWood Arts. I had to get home.