xX... I'm writing again. I've any of ya'll are in drama and would like to perform a low budget, small cast, short and easy play, contact me! I can send you some details on it. Here we go again. I don't know if I have enough idea's to finish it so this MIGHT be the last chapter but... I don't know. OK. I've got another idea. It's cool, so look for that! I also realize that I've lost a bunch of reviewers from my last story. COME BACK! I miss you! Tmrwspromise, blackfloyd, among SOO many others! I MISS YOOOU! Coooome back! I do realize that this story is a much...weirder...story than my others but I appreciate every reviewer and I worry when I loose one! You can email me soooo.... On with the show! ...xX

A soft breeze floated through the tall buildings as Summer Anne Hathaway walked past the neon lights of Time Square (which we will be seeing more of in this chapter seeing as I'm a b-way person! HAHA! Suffer!), all the distracting theaters; advertising last minute tickets to see a play or musical. Fiddler on the Roof, I am My Own My Wife, Caroline or Change, Wicked, Avenue Q... The glitzy theaters and their shows tried to lure people in. 5 TONYS! INCLUDING BEST REVIVAL! Read a bright blue poster advertising Assassins... Hmm... Interesting topic, thought Summer. She was skipping prom night in favor of another "shopping trip" to the city. Hopefully Zack and Katie hadn't caught on yet... She continued to walk uptown, finally stopping at her hotel. She climbed the three flights of stairs to her guest room and opened the door. Silence. Everything was exactly where she had left it. Except for one thing. He bedroom door was open. She smiled as she walked through the door.

"BILLY!" She screamed happily, jumping on him...

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"Ready?" Katie asked, stepping out of her dorm and into the common room. A black maternity dress. Hair up in a messy bun, two chopsticks stuck through it. Zack held out a rose, he was wearing a black tux, instead of a white tux shirt, was a Pink Floyd Tour shirt. Katie laughed when she saw him. He bare arms exposed, she took off her nicotine patch. Even since she figured she was pregnant, Zack had persuaded her to stop smoking, angel he is, she thought.

"Let's go," Zack said, kissing her.

"ohhh" Katie softly moaned, clutching her stomach, the baby was kicking...

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"ONE MORE SONG! ONE MORE SONG!" the prom crowd cheered at the DJ. It was 11:06 pm.

"No more songs, no more songs," Katie grumbled to herself. He stomach hurt more than ever, "I need some fresh air," Katie said quickly, making her way to the door.

She got outside and reached for the usual place in which she usually hide her cigarettes.

"DAMNIT TO FUCKING HELL!" She yelled when she realized that they weren't there.

"Cool it, you're getting moody babe," Zack said, coming out after her.

"Sorry, I feel like a pile of shit," Katie said, "I think I'm gonna have morning sickness tomorrow morning. Garunteed." Katie grunted.

"It's ok, you'll be fine, soon it'll all be over, and we'll have a beautiful baby."

"I can't go to college Zack, I just can't. I barely get by with out a kid; I sure as hell won't be able to get by with a kid. You go to college, come back and be president or something," she smiled, and kissed him. She couldn't stop. IT wasn't as though Zack was pulling away either...

She pulled away, Zack was red all over and grinning broadly. They sat in silence, waiting. Not for something specific, just something to think about. Katie's sharp scream broke the silence.

"HOLY FUCK! IT'S HERE!" Katie yelled, in tears, screaming from pain. Zack whipped out his phone and called 911. Quick.

xX... that's it for now, I have more to write but I'm lazy. So, I'll write later. REVIEW! Thanxs to all my reviewers! YOU ROCK THE HOUSE! ...xX