Chapter Six
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Lizzie's POV
I was trying to figure out how to make coffee when I suddenly felt like I was going to throw up.
"I think I'm gonna be sick," I blurted out.
"Then, go!" Kate told me.
Suddenly I knew I was going to be sick.
I started to run around the house, trying to find the washroom.
I finally found it and threw up in the toilet.
"Uh, maybe I should go home," Kate said from the doorway.
"No, I'm fine," I moaned.
"No, really, I'll go," Kate said, "You should rest. Besides, I have to pick Alyssa from daycare. She has an appointment."
"Alright then," I moaned just before I threw up again.
I heard Kate shut the front door rather loudly to let me know that she was gone.
I flushed the toilet and trudged into the living room. Just as I was about to pick up Teen Talk the phone rang.
"Hello?" I said into the reciever.
"Hey Liz," Gordo greeted.
"Oh, hi," I stammered.
"I was just wondering if you wanted chinese tonight," Gordo said.
"Uh..."
"Lizzie?"
"What?" I snapped out of my trance.
"You're sure you're not pregnant?"
"Uh...I don't know...I just thre up...but I don't know..."
"Great. I'll pick up some tests on my way home. I gotta go. Love ya. Bye."
The line went dead.
Great.
The rest of the day I just sat around and played with Emily. Nothing big. She started crying so I looked around and found Barney's Adventure Island and put that on for her.
Finally, at five o'clock, Gordo came through the door with Natalie.
"Hey, honey," Gordo said as her took off his jacket. He kissed me on the cheek and stared at me.
"What?" I asked.
"You stayed in your pajamas all day?" he questioned.
"Uh...I guess," I stuttered.
Gordo raised an eyebrow at me. Then he reached into some plastic bag and handed me a box.
"I picked these up for you," he said, "I was worried about you. You're acting the same way like you did when you were pregnant with Emily."
"Okaaay," I said as I took the box from him.
Pregnancy tests.
Whoopee.
I walked into the room that I woke up from this morning and set the box on the dresser. Then I looked at myself in the mirror.
Oh my GOD!!!
This can't be me!
My hair's too short!
AHHH!!!!
I'm so thin! I look too different!!
Wait. Maybe my hair just looks short.
I reached back and untied the hair elastic that was holding my hair back. My hair fell down.
It's not too short. Just a bit past my shoulders...
"Lizzie? Aren't you gonna come have some dinnner?"
I'm not even that hungry.
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Lizzie's POV
I was trying to figure out how to make coffee when I suddenly felt like I was going to throw up.
"I think I'm gonna be sick," I blurted out.
"Then, go!" Kate told me.
Suddenly I knew I was going to be sick.
I started to run around the house, trying to find the washroom.
I finally found it and threw up in the toilet.
"Uh, maybe I should go home," Kate said from the doorway.
"No, I'm fine," I moaned.
"No, really, I'll go," Kate said, "You should rest. Besides, I have to pick Alyssa from daycare. She has an appointment."
"Alright then," I moaned just before I threw up again.
I heard Kate shut the front door rather loudly to let me know that she was gone.
I flushed the toilet and trudged into the living room. Just as I was about to pick up Teen Talk the phone rang.
"Hello?" I said into the reciever.
"Hey Liz," Gordo greeted.
"Oh, hi," I stammered.
"I was just wondering if you wanted chinese tonight," Gordo said.
"Uh..."
"Lizzie?"
"What?" I snapped out of my trance.
"You're sure you're not pregnant?"
"Uh...I don't know...I just thre up...but I don't know..."
"Great. I'll pick up some tests on my way home. I gotta go. Love ya. Bye."
The line went dead.
Great.
The rest of the day I just sat around and played with Emily. Nothing big. She started crying so I looked around and found Barney's Adventure Island and put that on for her.
Finally, at five o'clock, Gordo came through the door with Natalie.
"Hey, honey," Gordo said as her took off his jacket. He kissed me on the cheek and stared at me.
"What?" I asked.
"You stayed in your pajamas all day?" he questioned.
"Uh...I guess," I stuttered.
Gordo raised an eyebrow at me. Then he reached into some plastic bag and handed me a box.
"I picked these up for you," he said, "I was worried about you. You're acting the same way like you did when you were pregnant with Emily."
"Okaaay," I said as I took the box from him.
Pregnancy tests.
Whoopee.
I walked into the room that I woke up from this morning and set the box on the dresser. Then I looked at myself in the mirror.
Oh my GOD!!!
This can't be me!
My hair's too short!
AHHH!!!!
I'm so thin! I look too different!!
Wait. Maybe my hair just looks short.
I reached back and untied the hair elastic that was holding my hair back. My hair fell down.
It's not too short. Just a bit past my shoulders...
"Lizzie? Aren't you gonna come have some dinnner?"
I'm not even that hungry.