5- "I am!"

The impossible amount of workload kept Greg from Ari for another seven days. She was still recovering in the hospital when he came one day, unexpectedly. She was excited to see him.

"Greg!" She said, slowly creeping out of bed. "Stay right there!" She said. Shakily, she walked over to him, "Pathetic, I know, but I can walk!"

Suddenly, she ran to the bathroom and threw up. Greg stood there with wide, shocked eyes.

"Wow. I guess you can run, too." He said teasingly as she emerged from the bathroom.

"Urgh. These past few days I have been feeling so sick lately. It is total crap."

"Well, when do you get outta here?" Greg asked, sitting down in a chair as she wiped her mouth, a look of disgust plastered on her face.

"Soon, I hope. I have an interview with the people from Desert Mesa today at-" She gasped. "What time is it?"

Greg twisted his wrist to look at his watch. "Almost two."

"Oh God!" She moaned, running into the bathroom. In an impossibly short amount of time she limped back out, dressed in proper clothing and her hair in an impromptu bun.

"They're gonna be here any second. I'm sorry to have to rush you out like this," She started, and Greg was about to say how it was no problem when a nurse burst into the room.

"Miss Whitacre, we found the source of your nausea! You're pregnant! Apparently you are four weeks in, which means time of conception was around the day of your accident-" It was that moment when he looked up and saw Greg in the room with her.

Ari's eyes flew open, along with her mouth.

The nurse smiled in a non-convincing way and slowly crept out of the room. Ari slowly sat down on the bed in what must have been pure shock.

Greg was surprised too.

"Preg- pregnant!" She said in shock. Greg sat down next to her and avoided her eyes. Just then, as if she just jumped out of a trance she said, "Greg- Greg, you don't understand..."

He looked up at her, "I... I don't have to... it's none of my business..."

"No, no, Greg." She locked her eyes with him, "It must've happened that night, because..." Her voice cracked, "I was a virgin."

Greg sucked in a breath, and looked at her. She sat on the bed and Greg would never forget how she looked. Her eyes clouded over in what must've been pure hopelessness and her head sagged.

"I am an unwed, knocked up 18 year old! I am never going to get into Desert Mesa now-"

And, of course, at that particular moment, the two members of Desert Mesa University walked in.

Greg, out of an odd instinct, sat near Ari and put his arm around her waist in an almost protective way. Seconds later he jerked back, realizing what he did.

"Hello, Miss Whitacre. My name is Sally Jenkins and this is Henry Roberts," The woman said, eyeing Greg in a somewhat suspicious way.

Greg jumped up, "I guess I should be heading out..." But before he could move a step, that damn male nurse walked in again, and saw the two committee members.

"Congratulations, you guys! How's it feel to know that in eight months you guys are going to be grandparents!" He shrieked in an almost girly way as Ari slapped her forehead and shook her head.

"Lance, those aren't my parents..." She said, and Lance had the same "my bad" look cemented onto his face again as he slowly backed out of the room.

"My," Sally Jenkins said, "You're expecting! How fabulous! Who's the father?" The rude question echoed in the room, and just about as Ari was about to answer and ruin her whole chance to get into the college of her dreams, Greg stepped up and said "I am!"

"Let's play the sit down and shut up game!"
-My biology teacher