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L.A. Invasion- Chapter 4: A Weird Occurrence
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Spinner's POV
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I stood in front of my locker at the end of the school day packing my backpack up. My eyes glanced at Riley. I watched as she tucked her straight dark hair behind her ear. Her face in deep concentration as she grabbed the right books to take home. God, she was pretty. . .
"What?" Crap, she saw me staring.
I shook my head, regaining composure. "Nothing."
Riley slightly smiled, but quickly removed it letting out a sign. "I guess we should start on the assignment today, right?"
I nodded, "Yeah, sure." That was a surprise, I had never seen her smile before.
"Well then, we'll walk to my house. I can get the car so we can go and pick up some supplies." I was still staring at her, at first she seemed to ignore it but then soon she lightly taped my shoulder. "Is that okay with you?"
"Uh, yeah, sure." Nice vocabulary Spinner, very informative.
She arched one of her eyebrows and if to say that I was acting strange, and indeed I was.
At that second, she didn't look right, like she was suddenly sick. Am I that bad at talking to a girl?
"Spinner--- is there-- a bathr---"
I pointed to the nearest one down the hall and she quickly pushed me aside, running with the palm of her hand covering her mouth.
This couldn't be good. Period.
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Riley's POV
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I barely made it to the toilet before I hurled. I should have been getting used to it by now, it's been happening all day. This didn't make sense, I wasn't sick, I didn't feel sick nor did I have a fever.
But there was something that had been going on, something I was refusing to believe. I hadn't gotten my period in twenty-one days. Meaning I was exactly three weeks late.
I chose to ignore it the first two weeks, thinking that I was only sixteen and when you're young, menstruation isn't always regular. I was never late before though, and that could only mean one thing. Pregnancy.
My mind flashed to the night of the party. Waking up alone in a bed with no clothes, I was no longer an innocent girl, I was fragile and alone. And if I was pregnant, there was no possible way I could raise a baby, I could barely take care of myself. On top of it all, I never told anyone, not even my family. And I was determined to keep it that way.
I leaned against the bathroom stall wall, and sat down. Tears running down my cheeks, what was I going to do?
I heard the door to the girls washroom open and someone beginning to talk. "Riley, are you still in here?"
I wiped my eyes, it was Spinner. "What the hell are you doing in here? Don't boys belong in their own lavatories?" Each word shakier than the next.
He let out an embellished phony laugh, "Very funny, nobody's here anyway, everyone pretty much left. You've been in here about twenty minutes."
"I haven't been in here that long." I said as I got up from my previous state. I wiped my eyes once more and opened the door.
Spinner's eyes met my bloodshot ones. "Have you been crying?"
"No, they just water sometimes."
"Not being sarcastic?"
"I'm being perfectly serious." I stated as I splashed cold water from the sink on my face.
"I take it you aren't feeling up to working on the project today, right?" Spinner asked, while looking down at his Adidas gym shows.
I smiled, something told me that Spinner never acted this way with other girls. He didn't seem the type to look at his feet while talking, or stare at a girl while she's getting books out of her locker. Or even coming into the girls bathroom to check up on me. It's odd, but I could see myself slowly falling for him.
I shook my head at the thought. There was no possible way I was dating a guy, not after what happened, not after what's happening.
"Uh actually, change of plans. Is it alright if we walk to the store for supplies now?"
Spinner's head jolted up from the lowered position, "Sure, I don't mind."
I grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the washroom with me. I had to get to a store. Fast.
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How's everyone enjoying it? It's not too much so far, but lets just say it's going to be one of my most controversial stories. So don't hate me, and review. Please?
L.A. Invasion- Chapter 4: A Weird Occurrence
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Spinner's POV
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I stood in front of my locker at the end of the school day packing my backpack up. My eyes glanced at Riley. I watched as she tucked her straight dark hair behind her ear. Her face in deep concentration as she grabbed the right books to take home. God, she was pretty. . .
"What?" Crap, she saw me staring.
I shook my head, regaining composure. "Nothing."
Riley slightly smiled, but quickly removed it letting out a sign. "I guess we should start on the assignment today, right?"
I nodded, "Yeah, sure." That was a surprise, I had never seen her smile before.
"Well then, we'll walk to my house. I can get the car so we can go and pick up some supplies." I was still staring at her, at first she seemed to ignore it but then soon she lightly taped my shoulder. "Is that okay with you?"
"Uh, yeah, sure." Nice vocabulary Spinner, very informative.
She arched one of her eyebrows and if to say that I was acting strange, and indeed I was.
At that second, she didn't look right, like she was suddenly sick. Am I that bad at talking to a girl?
"Spinner--- is there-- a bathr---"
I pointed to the nearest one down the hall and she quickly pushed me aside, running with the palm of her hand covering her mouth.
This couldn't be good. Period.
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Riley's POV
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I barely made it to the toilet before I hurled. I should have been getting used to it by now, it's been happening all day. This didn't make sense, I wasn't sick, I didn't feel sick nor did I have a fever.
But there was something that had been going on, something I was refusing to believe. I hadn't gotten my period in twenty-one days. Meaning I was exactly three weeks late.
I chose to ignore it the first two weeks, thinking that I was only sixteen and when you're young, menstruation isn't always regular. I was never late before though, and that could only mean one thing. Pregnancy.
My mind flashed to the night of the party. Waking up alone in a bed with no clothes, I was no longer an innocent girl, I was fragile and alone. And if I was pregnant, there was no possible way I could raise a baby, I could barely take care of myself. On top of it all, I never told anyone, not even my family. And I was determined to keep it that way.
I leaned against the bathroom stall wall, and sat down. Tears running down my cheeks, what was I going to do?
I heard the door to the girls washroom open and someone beginning to talk. "Riley, are you still in here?"
I wiped my eyes, it was Spinner. "What the hell are you doing in here? Don't boys belong in their own lavatories?" Each word shakier than the next.
He let out an embellished phony laugh, "Very funny, nobody's here anyway, everyone pretty much left. You've been in here about twenty minutes."
"I haven't been in here that long." I said as I got up from my previous state. I wiped my eyes once more and opened the door.
Spinner's eyes met my bloodshot ones. "Have you been crying?"
"No, they just water sometimes."
"Not being sarcastic?"
"I'm being perfectly serious." I stated as I splashed cold water from the sink on my face.
"I take it you aren't feeling up to working on the project today, right?" Spinner asked, while looking down at his Adidas gym shows.
I smiled, something told me that Spinner never acted this way with other girls. He didn't seem the type to look at his feet while talking, or stare at a girl while she's getting books out of her locker. Or even coming into the girls bathroom to check up on me. It's odd, but I could see myself slowly falling for him.
I shook my head at the thought. There was no possible way I was dating a guy, not after what happened, not after what's happening.
"Uh actually, change of plans. Is it alright if we walk to the store for supplies now?"
Spinner's head jolted up from the lowered position, "Sure, I don't mind."
I grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the washroom with me. I had to get to a store. Fast.
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How's everyone enjoying it? It's not too much so far, but lets just say it's going to be one of my most controversial stories. So don't hate me, and review. Please?