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Chapter 8

Lizzie's POV

"Rise and shine, gorgeous!"

I stirred. Somebody pulled open my curtains and I groaned in the brightness. I huddled under my blankets.

"Lizzie! Come on! We have to go to Kate's house!"

I pushed the covers down a little and cracked my eye open.

"'Randa?" I muttered groggily.

"Good morning, sleepyhead!" Miranda chirped.

I grabbed my alarm clock. "It's only 8:15!" I exclaimed. "I'm good for another 3 hours!"

"Oh, no no no," Miranda called out from my closet. "We have to go to Kate's house and go to the mall because our bridesmaid's dresses came!"

That got me sitting up. "Oooh, I can't wait to see them!" I squealed.

"Come on! Go get dressed!"

Twenty minutes later, after an attack of morning sickness, I was washed up, dressed, and in Miranda's car.

We stopped by Starbucks. "Two caramel machiattos, and a mocha. Oh, and three blueberry scones," Miranda said into the drive-thru.

"Ok, please come up to the next window," the speaker said.

"Ok, Liz, hold this for a sec," Miranda said, giving me the three cups. I stuck them in the cup holders, and took a sip of my mocha.

"Mmm, coffee, I am sooo ready to shop now," Miranda said, eating her scone. "So," she went on, glancing at me, "what happened last night? I heard that some guy knocked Gordo out."

"Well, yeah," I confirmed.

"How did that happen? Did you tell him yet?"

"No. I don't really want to talk about it yet. When we get to Kate's house, I'll tell both of you everything."

Miranda dropped the subject and turned on the radio. I sat mostly silently for the rest of the 30-minute car ride, even though Miranda chattered on.

The scenes from last night were still running through my head. It was pretty hard to forget Gordo's piercing blue eyes staring back at me when we were in his car.

Miranda's voice jarred me back to reality. "I think this is it," she guessed, turning into a nice, quiet, group of houses. "What's the address?"

There was a pause as I pulled out the paper. "257 Polo Club Drive."

"Hmm, very country club-ish," Miranda quipped. "These are definitely new houses."

We found Kate and Ethan's house, whose lawn was beautifully landscaped like all the ones in the neighborhood. Miranda and I got out of the car and rang the doorbell.

"Hey guys!" Kate greeted us.

"Hi! Here's your coffee and scone," Miranda said, handing her the bag and stepping in.

"Hey, Kate!" I replied, going inside. She closed the door behind me.

"How you feeling?" she asked me.

"Um, ok," I answered. "Wow, your house is beautiful!"

We had stepped into her foyer, with what looked like marble floor.

"Oh, guys, sorry, but do you mind taking off your shoes? I, like, really really want to keep the carpet super clean."

I slipped out of my sandals and Miranda and I followed Kate around on a little tour.

All of the rooms were richly furnished and beautifully decorated, no doubt by Kate's sophisticated eye. She showed us the kitchen, dining room, study, and led us upstairs to the four huge bedrooms.

"We're keeping this as a guest room," Kate told us. "And this probably a rec room, and this is just another bedroom, and me and Ethan's room."

"Speaking of, where is Ethan?" I asked.

"He and the guys went somewhere, so it's just the three of us today! A girl's day out," Kate replied. "We can get going, just let me eat my breakfast."

We trekked downstairs and sat at the kitchen table.

"Kate, if you don't mind me asking, I was just wondering…"

"What is it, 'Randa?"

"How did you two afford this house? I mean, it's obviously not cheap. It's new, and beautiful!"

"Well, Ethan's grandmother passed away a year ago, god bless her, and left him this huge sum of money. Because he was her only grandson," Kate added. "She also somehow, had connections with the guy who was building these houses, and she wanted us to have it. She said she wanted us to fill it with the voices of her great-great grandchildren."

"Now that you mention children," Miranda said, glancing at me.

"Ok, ok, you guys, I'll spill."

"What happened last night? Did you tell Gordo? Ethan said he got in a fight, or something!"

Bit by bit, I told them how Gary was using me, and he punched Gordo.

"…so no, he still doesn't know," I finished. I took a deep breath.

"Look, you two, I'm really scared about all this," I blurted, beginning to tear up. "I'm only 22! I still have the whole rest of my life! Not to mention that the father doesn't even know, and what about my parents? And the financial responsibility! I don't even have a job yet!" I buried my head in Miranda's shoulder.

"Look, sweetie," Miranda murmured. "You don't even know for sure if you're pregnant or not! All I'm saying is, don't freak out just yet! It's going to be ok."

"Yeah, no matter what happens, we will be totally behind you a hundred plus one percent!" Kate added gently.

"Thanks guys," I said, wiping my eyes and smiling.

"Wait wait," Kate responded. "Miranda and I got you something."

We climbed upstairs into her bedroom. She went to a drawer and took out a box.

"A pregnancy test?"

"Please please please, take it now?" Miranda begged.

"Whoa, guys-"

"Please Lizzie!" Kate interrupted. "We have to know! It can be like, a pre-wedding gift for me."

I hesitated. Taking the test would make everything final, leaving the most important question answered. I slowly nodded my head.

I took the test and left it on the counter. Kate and Miranda were sitting on the bed, waiting for me.

"Ok, thirty seconds," Miranda said in a soft voice. I said between them.

"Did you do it right?" Kate asked me.

"Kate, how many ways are there to pee on a stick?" Miranda replied sarcastically.

"Ok, never mind that, I think the time's up," Kate shot back. I started for the bathroom, and then stopped abruptly.

"Oh, no, you guys, I can't do it!" I turned around. "One of you guys do it for me!" I pleaded.

"Ok, here it goes," Miranda said, getting up and going into the bathroom. She came back out with the test in her hand.

Kate and I looked at her expectantly. She looked sympathetic and shook her head. "Only one line," she murmured.

We all looked at each other. "Well, I guess that's that," I said, beginning to cry. Miranda put her arm around me. "I'm not going to have a baby," I sobbed. "I'm so sorry you two! I should be glad, I don't have to worry about money, or the future." I cried harder. "How can I be so sad over something I never had?" Kate stood up to go look at the test.

"You don't have to!" she spoke up. "Because you're going to have a baby!" she shrieked.

"What?!?" Miranda and I exclaimed.

"It must've not been ready before! Look! Two pink lines! You're pregnant!"

"Oh, my god! Lizzie! You're going to have a baby!" Miranda cried.

I was in shock. "I'm pregnant," I whispered. "I'm going to have a baby!"

Miranda and Kate hugged me and jumped up and down.

"Can you just imagine?" Miranda said in a hushed voice. "Right in here there's a little person, waiting to grow up and become like us!"

"Hello, little girl or boy!" I laughed, patting my stomach.

"Ok, now that we have that over with, are we finally ready to go the mall?" Kate asked, mock seriously.

I laughed, relieved that at least there wasn't still a looming question hanging over me. "I am sooo ready to see me bridesmaid dress!"

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