Title: Life As I Know It
Chapter 6: Are You Positive?
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Lorelai felt horrible. Her mother had knocked on her door ten minutes ago, and she was still working on getting out from underneath the covers. Emily Gilmore knocked again, and this time slowly pushed the door open. She walked over to where her daughter lay and asked, "Sweetie, are you feeling alright?" Lorelai threw up all over her.
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"Yeah, Tammy, I'm fine now. I think it's some kind of bug. No, I don't think it's gonna make you miss the ball. I still can't believe we have to do that. I know you like it, but I don't. I have my fitting tomorrow afternoon. I know what your dress looks like, they're all the same." Sigh. "Fine, they're not. They all look the same to me. That's probably because you care and I don't. I just want to get out of this hellhole. (A/N: Is hellhole one or two words?) I'm bolting the second I turn eighteen. Or before, if I can. It was horrible spending a whole day here. My mother fussed over me all day long, when she wasn't making sure I knew how unladylike I always am. Yeah, I understand. Go stare at your dress for a few more days. Okay, talk to you tomorrow. Bye." Lorelai hung up the phone. She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. She looked horrible, probably from throwing up all day. Her mother had been nice enough to hold Lorelai's hair once, but after Emily threw up, Lorelai just put it up. Now it was falling down, and Lorelai was in her pajamas at seven in the evening. Someone knocked on her door, and Lorelai pulled it open to reveal Chris and dinner. Lorelai ran to the bathroom.
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Lorelai threw up a lot over the next few weeks, mainly in the morning and when she was around any food. Lorelai's monthly visitor, to add to troubles, was late this month, and when she finally told Tammy, her one and only confidante, Aunt Rose was behind by almost a month.
"Really?" Lorelai nodded. "That's not good."
"But, I can't be pregnant!"
"Why not? Are you on the pill?" Lorelai slowly shook her head. "Did you use protection?"
"Yes, of course." Lorelai nodded so emphatically Tammy thought her head would come off.
"Well, you know, they don't always work." Tammy said gently. Lorelai looked shocked. "Chris just might have some powerful swimmers."
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Lorelai got out of the car and looked back at Tammy for support. Tammy nodded and Lorelai walked into the drug store in a little town outside of Hartford, where no one would know her parents. Lorelai strode directly to the feminine hygiene aisle and picked up a pack of pads, some lotion, a bottle of shampoo, a few lipsticks, and a pregnancy test. She gathered her breath and plopped them on the counter in front of the pimply teenager at the cash register. She didn't say a word, just like Tammy said, paid for her purchases, and left the drug store. She got back into Tammy's car, threw her purchases at Tammy and stared at the pregnancy test in her hand. Her fate lay in her hand right now. She hoped to God that it was negative.
Chapter 6: Are You Positive?
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Lorelai felt horrible. Her mother had knocked on her door ten minutes ago, and she was still working on getting out from underneath the covers. Emily Gilmore knocked again, and this time slowly pushed the door open. She walked over to where her daughter lay and asked, "Sweetie, are you feeling alright?" Lorelai threw up all over her.
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"Yeah, Tammy, I'm fine now. I think it's some kind of bug. No, I don't think it's gonna make you miss the ball. I still can't believe we have to do that. I know you like it, but I don't. I have my fitting tomorrow afternoon. I know what your dress looks like, they're all the same." Sigh. "Fine, they're not. They all look the same to me. That's probably because you care and I don't. I just want to get out of this hellhole. (A/N: Is hellhole one or two words?) I'm bolting the second I turn eighteen. Or before, if I can. It was horrible spending a whole day here. My mother fussed over me all day long, when she wasn't making sure I knew how unladylike I always am. Yeah, I understand. Go stare at your dress for a few more days. Okay, talk to you tomorrow. Bye." Lorelai hung up the phone. She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. She looked horrible, probably from throwing up all day. Her mother had been nice enough to hold Lorelai's hair once, but after Emily threw up, Lorelai just put it up. Now it was falling down, and Lorelai was in her pajamas at seven in the evening. Someone knocked on her door, and Lorelai pulled it open to reveal Chris and dinner. Lorelai ran to the bathroom.
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Lorelai threw up a lot over the next few weeks, mainly in the morning and when she was around any food. Lorelai's monthly visitor, to add to troubles, was late this month, and when she finally told Tammy, her one and only confidante, Aunt Rose was behind by almost a month.
"Really?" Lorelai nodded. "That's not good."
"But, I can't be pregnant!"
"Why not? Are you on the pill?" Lorelai slowly shook her head. "Did you use protection?"
"Yes, of course." Lorelai nodded so emphatically Tammy thought her head would come off.
"Well, you know, they don't always work." Tammy said gently. Lorelai looked shocked. "Chris just might have some powerful swimmers."
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Lorelai got out of the car and looked back at Tammy for support. Tammy nodded and Lorelai walked into the drug store in a little town outside of Hartford, where no one would know her parents. Lorelai strode directly to the feminine hygiene aisle and picked up a pack of pads, some lotion, a bottle of shampoo, a few lipsticks, and a pregnancy test. She gathered her breath and plopped them on the counter in front of the pimply teenager at the cash register. She didn't say a word, just like Tammy said, paid for her purchases, and left the drug store. She got back into Tammy's car, threw her purchases at Tammy and stared at the pregnancy test in her hand. Her fate lay in her hand right now. She hoped to God that it was negative.