Just One Night
Chapter 4: Classmates Find Out
'Mom' I pleaded' I really don't want to tell the school yet'
'Sweetheart, Iv told you several times now' My mom said 'If there's a accident at school, like a fall or you collapse, you'll need help immediately, Which is why Watson & I are talking to your school today'
I sighed, and went upstairs to pack my bag for school. I then had to race yet again for the toilet to be sick. I was seriously considering moving in to the toilet until lunch possibly.
I'd phoned Bart after dinner last night, and he'd sounded pretty excited. And told me he'd never leave me. It was a relief knowing he'd be there for me!
'Kristy, Come on now' My mother called from the ground floor, I raced down the flight of stairs, with my backpack.
'Lets get this show on the road' My mother said with a reassuring smile
Watson held open the car door for me. And we all piled in to Watson's Mercedes
'Basically, Were here today, To tell you that Kristin is pregnant' My mother said, giving my head teacher eye contact
'And we just thought you'd need to know, as there may be problems, It's unlikely' Watson quickly said looking at me after seeing me panicking. 'But it's just in case'
'And she'll be needing to leave after Easter break, and I'd expect she should be starting high school in September' my mom finished
'Okay' (an: Can't think of head teachers' name! Making my own up) Mr Gregory said. Nodding.
'And Kristy, If there's any problems, Come and see me, Even if it's in lessons'
I nodded. Feeling slightly embarrassed
The bell went them. And I jumped up grabbing her backpack and coat.
'I have to go to Mr. Zizmoore's registration' I announced
'Okay, Kristy, Have a great day' My mom said automatically. I kissed mom and Watson on the cheek and left, My backpack swinging from side to side.
'So all the teachers know then' Mary-Anne asked in my social studies class that day.
'Uh-huh, they should know soon' I said 'At the latest this afternoon, I'm just worried about all my classmates finding out' I admitted
'Well don't, The BSC will always be here for you' Mary-Anne said
'Thanks' I said gratefully. I knew I could count on my friends
That's when the PA system went off.
Everyone automatically looked up.
'So basically, That's it, Kristy Thomas is pregnant, And leaving after Easter'
For a minute I'm sure my heart stopped beating. I swear it did
Mary-Anne wide-eyed looked at me. 'Oh god' she said
All my classmates started laughing at me.
'Pregnant Thomas, Who's the father?' one boy called out
The rest of the day. I had questions and people laughing and whispering about me, As the looked at me when they did it. My friends stood up for me. And were always with me.
Mr Gregory had took me out of class, and apologised, and said he didn't realise the microphone was on. And that any one had been nasty to tell him who they were.
Last lesson was the worst though.
I was on my own, all lesson people whispered about me. And laughed and called me 'a slut' a 'slag' and a 'whore from the red light district' I ran out of class. And then out of school. The words stinging my ears. Making me cry. Suddenly I honestly decided I didn't want this baby. I wanted to have an abortion.
Chapter 4: Classmates Find Out
'Mom' I pleaded' I really don't want to tell the school yet'
'Sweetheart, Iv told you several times now' My mom said 'If there's a accident at school, like a fall or you collapse, you'll need help immediately, Which is why Watson & I are talking to your school today'
I sighed, and went upstairs to pack my bag for school. I then had to race yet again for the toilet to be sick. I was seriously considering moving in to the toilet until lunch possibly.
I'd phoned Bart after dinner last night, and he'd sounded pretty excited. And told me he'd never leave me. It was a relief knowing he'd be there for me!
'Kristy, Come on now' My mother called from the ground floor, I raced down the flight of stairs, with my backpack.
'Lets get this show on the road' My mother said with a reassuring smile
Watson held open the car door for me. And we all piled in to Watson's Mercedes
'Basically, Were here today, To tell you that Kristin is pregnant' My mother said, giving my head teacher eye contact
'And we just thought you'd need to know, as there may be problems, It's unlikely' Watson quickly said looking at me after seeing me panicking. 'But it's just in case'
'And she'll be needing to leave after Easter break, and I'd expect she should be starting high school in September' my mom finished
'Okay' (an: Can't think of head teachers' name! Making my own up) Mr Gregory said. Nodding.
'And Kristy, If there's any problems, Come and see me, Even if it's in lessons'
I nodded. Feeling slightly embarrassed
The bell went them. And I jumped up grabbing her backpack and coat.
'I have to go to Mr. Zizmoore's registration' I announced
'Okay, Kristy, Have a great day' My mom said automatically. I kissed mom and Watson on the cheek and left, My backpack swinging from side to side.
'So all the teachers know then' Mary-Anne asked in my social studies class that day.
'Uh-huh, they should know soon' I said 'At the latest this afternoon, I'm just worried about all my classmates finding out' I admitted
'Well don't, The BSC will always be here for you' Mary-Anne said
'Thanks' I said gratefully. I knew I could count on my friends
That's when the PA system went off.
Everyone automatically looked up.
'So basically, That's it, Kristy Thomas is pregnant, And leaving after Easter'
For a minute I'm sure my heart stopped beating. I swear it did
Mary-Anne wide-eyed looked at me. 'Oh god' she said
All my classmates started laughing at me.
'Pregnant Thomas, Who's the father?' one boy called out
The rest of the day. I had questions and people laughing and whispering about me, As the looked at me when they did it. My friends stood up for me. And were always with me.
Mr Gregory had took me out of class, and apologised, and said he didn't realise the microphone was on. And that any one had been nasty to tell him who they were.
Last lesson was the worst though.
I was on my own, all lesson people whispered about me. And laughed and called me 'a slut' a 'slag' and a 'whore from the red light district' I ran out of class. And then out of school. The words stinging my ears. Making me cry. Suddenly I honestly decided I didn't want this baby. I wanted to have an abortion.