xX... sorry about the shortness of last chapter and how bad I worded it, I
was really tired and just said 'finish it god damn it, finish it!' so I
did, and that's how it turned out. Uh... hm... let's see, I probably won't be
writing for a LONG while after this chapter mainly because a producer is
interested in my movie and will be using all my time to rework and fine
tune the movie. So... That's that, thanks to all my reviewers cuze w/o you,
there would be no use in writing! THANKSSS SOOO MUUUCH! On with it! ...xX
%&)Gordon%&)
Holy fuck! Today was quite possibly the scariest day in my entire life. I went out of my way to visit Marta. I bought some daisies for her and was standing in her house, about to ask her where she was going for college and she collapsed onto the floor, panting. Her water had broken. I was in a state of shock; it wasn't until I heard her scream that I snapped back to life and began talking nonstop. "Keep breathing!" "c'mon! Let's get to the car!" "You'll be fine!" etc... I know she'd be alright, she's much stronger mentally than me, and it was actually me that I was reassuring. Imagine what her parents would think if their daughter died in their house cuze I didn't realize that she was having a baby or something strange like that. I broke the speed limit (something I never do) the whole way rushing to the hospital. We got there and she is in major pain, I felt so scared, but I helped her out and explained to the hospital women at the desk why she wasn't registered to have her baby there, (uh! Cuze this was the only one I knew!) But she wanted to make sure I just didn't want free drugs or something. How stupid can you get! There is a woman in labor behind me; I tried very hard not to slap her. Eventually she caved in and took us to a room where the doctor not on duty (Doctor Simmons, bless him) delivered Marta's beautiful boy after over two hours and trying and a C-Section. If something would've happened to her I don't know what I would've done. Thrown myself out the building or something. She's all I have. She was drenched in sweat and her voice was shaking as the doctor held up the precious little guy.
"Please, lemme see him," Marta barely whispered.
"I think you need your rest Ms. Hale," Dr. Simmons said, examining the baby.
"LET ME SEE THE GOD DAMN BABY! IT'S MINE!" Marta yelled as loud as she could. The doctor reluctantly gave the baby to Marta, who cradled it and smiled and kissed its tiny nose for a while. At this point I excused myself saying that I had something in my contact. I went into a stall and shouted and screamed with delight! I came out and went back into the room. Marta's still very week, I'm staying with her tonight. Apparently, her parents didn't know that she was pregnant. Hmm... So here I sit, going over what has happened today in my head. Marta is sound asleep and the baby is in the maternity ward section with the little ones. He's so cute. He's got Marta's hair and her sparkling blue eyes and a cute button like nose. He's got all the toes and fingers and everything. Absolutely perfect. We haven't decided on a name yet. Katie likes Brandon, but I like Eric. I don't know, whatever the name turns out to be it will defiantly not be Chad.
?/Katie?/ We're home. It was a blast, but now we're home. Rome was a joy. Amazing food, great shopping (not that I had any money, but it was fun to browse) and everything else was amazing. I love Zack. There, I said it. Something that has been building up ever since I broke up with Freddy right after the band ended. I began to think of my absolute best friend as more than just a best friend. But a love interest. Of course, Zack was, and still is, shy, reserved, quiet, smart, and absolutely mine! I told him about the baby the last night. He almost fainted I think. He said he didn't know what to think. I told him not to worry, everything will be alright. God, I wonder what some of the other School of Rock girls would say to me know. All those cute, little, reserved girls. I was always the punkish, tomboy. Who would've thought? As the song says,- 17 how will I manage, just another sad statistic know.- I hope not. I never want to be a 'sad statistic'. Unwed mother, yes, only for now though. What would those girls say, what would Alicia say? Tomika? Eleni? Michelle? Marta? What would they say...
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Ring...Ring...Ring...
"Hmm?" Katie answered the phone. She clutched her stomach. Spring wasn't going well, her stomach hurt more and more, day by day.
"Is Katie Cordova at home?" A small voice said over the line.
"Home?" Katie laughed, "This is she but this is Phillips Green Boarding. Can I help you?" Katie asked, trying to hide her pain from her voice.
"Oh good," The voice trailed off but now it sounded more comfortable, "This is Marta Hale."
There was a long silence while Katie sat on her bed, dumbfounded.
"Hey Marta, god, I haven't seen you in ages. What's the occasion?" Katie chirped.
"Listen, I need to tell you something, really important," Marta sounded more worried now.
"Shoot me." Katie said.
"I had a kid."
Katie was silent again.
"What?"
"I had a little baby boy," Marta said, sounding very grave.
"God, really? Because... I'm pregnant." Katie sighed into the telephone.
"Really?" Marta asked, pep in her voice now.
Yeah, about 5 months so," Katie commented.
"That's great," she paused, "I think, who's that father?"
Katie hesitated for a second,
"Zack," Katie said, quickly.
"Oh my gosh! I didn't know you two still knew each other!" Marta squealed into the phone.
"Nothing could separate best friends," Katie laughed.
"I think you're just a little more than best friends now, aren't cha!" Marta hummed.
"That's right, and WE went to Europe over winter break!" Katie replied triumphantly.
"Lucky stiff!" Marta yelled. There was a silence as Katie and Marta realized how good it is to have friends, or have new friends that you lost years ago in Katie and Marta's case,
"Was it romantic?" Marta asked.
The girls talked and talked reliving years of separation.
"Marta, who's the father of your baby?" Katie asked, just as the doorknob turned and Zack walked in, he pushed the hair out of his eyes and jumped on the bed next to Katie.
"WHO IS IT?" Zack hissed.
"Marta!" Katie covered the bottom of the receiver, "What Marta? Sorry, didn't catch that." Katie burst out laughing as Zack started tickling her, "HI MARTA! WHATS UP!" Zack yelled over Katie's laughs as the phone fell onto the bed. Katie fought Zack off and picked up the phone.
"Sounds like a party!" Marta laughed.
"So, who's the father?"
"Well, officially Chad, unofficially Gordon," Marta said.
"What does that mean?" Katie asked, hitting Zack playfully with a rolled up magazine.
"Chad did the deed and than left me, Gordon picked me up and is now the father."
"Gosh, that's so sweet! I always knew he was a hero..." Katie trailed off.
"Listen, the reason I called you is because we got this letter from Dewey, and I was wondering if this was still your cell... Did you get one?" Marta asked.
"No, I haven't checked the mail yet today," Katie responded.
"He wants to hold some sort of off to college reunion-slash-party thingy. I think, it's really not clear."
"Hmm, very Dewey-ish." Katie said.
Katie heard crying in the background as she waited for Marta to respond,
"Oh, yeah, I know. Anyway, I gotta go, feeding time. Brandon always feeds when I'm on the phone!" she laughed a motherly laugh, "It was amazing to talk to you again, I'll call later! BYE! Love ya!"
Before Katie could respond Marta hung up. She sat in silence; well now she knew what Marta would say about her pregnancy.
"I'm gonna get the mail, I'll be right back," Katie got up and headed out the door, "Summer! Those pants are gorgeous! Where'd ya get them?" Katie smiled at Summer as Katie headed for the door. Why was Katie suddenly being a lot nicer to Summer than usual?
Summer smiled, that was the Katie she knew. Little did anyone know that Summer had a couple of surprises and changes of her own...
xX... a pathetic excuse for a cliffhanger, I know. Sorry for any typos this time. I'm just LAZY, and don't want to check them right now! Hehe! KEEP REVIEWING! I LUV REVIEWERS! IT MAKES MY DAY! I'm out a here! ...xX
%&)Gordon%&)
Holy fuck! Today was quite possibly the scariest day in my entire life. I went out of my way to visit Marta. I bought some daisies for her and was standing in her house, about to ask her where she was going for college and she collapsed onto the floor, panting. Her water had broken. I was in a state of shock; it wasn't until I heard her scream that I snapped back to life and began talking nonstop. "Keep breathing!" "c'mon! Let's get to the car!" "You'll be fine!" etc... I know she'd be alright, she's much stronger mentally than me, and it was actually me that I was reassuring. Imagine what her parents would think if their daughter died in their house cuze I didn't realize that she was having a baby or something strange like that. I broke the speed limit (something I never do) the whole way rushing to the hospital. We got there and she is in major pain, I felt so scared, but I helped her out and explained to the hospital women at the desk why she wasn't registered to have her baby there, (uh! Cuze this was the only one I knew!) But she wanted to make sure I just didn't want free drugs or something. How stupid can you get! There is a woman in labor behind me; I tried very hard not to slap her. Eventually she caved in and took us to a room where the doctor not on duty (Doctor Simmons, bless him) delivered Marta's beautiful boy after over two hours and trying and a C-Section. If something would've happened to her I don't know what I would've done. Thrown myself out the building or something. She's all I have. She was drenched in sweat and her voice was shaking as the doctor held up the precious little guy.
"Please, lemme see him," Marta barely whispered.
"I think you need your rest Ms. Hale," Dr. Simmons said, examining the baby.
"LET ME SEE THE GOD DAMN BABY! IT'S MINE!" Marta yelled as loud as she could. The doctor reluctantly gave the baby to Marta, who cradled it and smiled and kissed its tiny nose for a while. At this point I excused myself saying that I had something in my contact. I went into a stall and shouted and screamed with delight! I came out and went back into the room. Marta's still very week, I'm staying with her tonight. Apparently, her parents didn't know that she was pregnant. Hmm... So here I sit, going over what has happened today in my head. Marta is sound asleep and the baby is in the maternity ward section with the little ones. He's so cute. He's got Marta's hair and her sparkling blue eyes and a cute button like nose. He's got all the toes and fingers and everything. Absolutely perfect. We haven't decided on a name yet. Katie likes Brandon, but I like Eric. I don't know, whatever the name turns out to be it will defiantly not be Chad.
?/Katie?/ We're home. It was a blast, but now we're home. Rome was a joy. Amazing food, great shopping (not that I had any money, but it was fun to browse) and everything else was amazing. I love Zack. There, I said it. Something that has been building up ever since I broke up with Freddy right after the band ended. I began to think of my absolute best friend as more than just a best friend. But a love interest. Of course, Zack was, and still is, shy, reserved, quiet, smart, and absolutely mine! I told him about the baby the last night. He almost fainted I think. He said he didn't know what to think. I told him not to worry, everything will be alright. God, I wonder what some of the other School of Rock girls would say to me know. All those cute, little, reserved girls. I was always the punkish, tomboy. Who would've thought? As the song says,- 17 how will I manage, just another sad statistic know.- I hope not. I never want to be a 'sad statistic'. Unwed mother, yes, only for now though. What would those girls say, what would Alicia say? Tomika? Eleni? Michelle? Marta? What would they say...
........................................................
Ring...Ring...Ring...
"Hmm?" Katie answered the phone. She clutched her stomach. Spring wasn't going well, her stomach hurt more and more, day by day.
"Is Katie Cordova at home?" A small voice said over the line.
"Home?" Katie laughed, "This is she but this is Phillips Green Boarding. Can I help you?" Katie asked, trying to hide her pain from her voice.
"Oh good," The voice trailed off but now it sounded more comfortable, "This is Marta Hale."
There was a long silence while Katie sat on her bed, dumbfounded.
"Hey Marta, god, I haven't seen you in ages. What's the occasion?" Katie chirped.
"Listen, I need to tell you something, really important," Marta sounded more worried now.
"Shoot me." Katie said.
"I had a kid."
Katie was silent again.
"What?"
"I had a little baby boy," Marta said, sounding very grave.
"God, really? Because... I'm pregnant." Katie sighed into the telephone.
"Really?" Marta asked, pep in her voice now.
Yeah, about 5 months so," Katie commented.
"That's great," she paused, "I think, who's that father?"
Katie hesitated for a second,
"Zack," Katie said, quickly.
"Oh my gosh! I didn't know you two still knew each other!" Marta squealed into the phone.
"Nothing could separate best friends," Katie laughed.
"I think you're just a little more than best friends now, aren't cha!" Marta hummed.
"That's right, and WE went to Europe over winter break!" Katie replied triumphantly.
"Lucky stiff!" Marta yelled. There was a silence as Katie and Marta realized how good it is to have friends, or have new friends that you lost years ago in Katie and Marta's case,
"Was it romantic?" Marta asked.
The girls talked and talked reliving years of separation.
"Marta, who's the father of your baby?" Katie asked, just as the doorknob turned and Zack walked in, he pushed the hair out of his eyes and jumped on the bed next to Katie.
"WHO IS IT?" Zack hissed.
"Marta!" Katie covered the bottom of the receiver, "What Marta? Sorry, didn't catch that." Katie burst out laughing as Zack started tickling her, "HI MARTA! WHATS UP!" Zack yelled over Katie's laughs as the phone fell onto the bed. Katie fought Zack off and picked up the phone.
"Sounds like a party!" Marta laughed.
"So, who's the father?"
"Well, officially Chad, unofficially Gordon," Marta said.
"What does that mean?" Katie asked, hitting Zack playfully with a rolled up magazine.
"Chad did the deed and than left me, Gordon picked me up and is now the father."
"Gosh, that's so sweet! I always knew he was a hero..." Katie trailed off.
"Listen, the reason I called you is because we got this letter from Dewey, and I was wondering if this was still your cell... Did you get one?" Marta asked.
"No, I haven't checked the mail yet today," Katie responded.
"He wants to hold some sort of off to college reunion-slash-party thingy. I think, it's really not clear."
"Hmm, very Dewey-ish." Katie said.
Katie heard crying in the background as she waited for Marta to respond,
"Oh, yeah, I know. Anyway, I gotta go, feeding time. Brandon always feeds when I'm on the phone!" she laughed a motherly laugh, "It was amazing to talk to you again, I'll call later! BYE! Love ya!"
Before Katie could respond Marta hung up. She sat in silence; well now she knew what Marta would say about her pregnancy.
"I'm gonna get the mail, I'll be right back," Katie got up and headed out the door, "Summer! Those pants are gorgeous! Where'd ya get them?" Katie smiled at Summer as Katie headed for the door. Why was Katie suddenly being a lot nicer to Summer than usual?
Summer smiled, that was the Katie she knew. Little did anyone know that Summer had a couple of surprises and changes of her own...
xX... a pathetic excuse for a cliffhanger, I know. Sorry for any typos this time. I'm just LAZY, and don't want to check them right now! Hehe! KEEP REVIEWING! I LUV REVIEWERS! IT MAKES MY DAY! I'm out a here! ...xX