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Chapter 16

Lindsey's POV: 4:28a.m

Sneaking back into my house is not very fun. It's dark and I keep tripping over stuff that shouldn't even be on the floor.

Like the coffee table,

My right foot,

That ugly looking plant that keeps staring at me.

I'm pretty much accident-prone. And I think I'm sick. That's why I had to leave early from my boyfriend, Michael's jumping party. Well…not 'boyfriend' exactly. I don't have a boyfriend even though Michael may think otherwise. A boyfriend to me is a guy who you can trust and talk all night with. Someone you can hold hands with walking down the halls of your high school. A boyfriend is your sweetheart.

I don't have sweethearts. I have guys who are hot, guys I can kiss and touch whenever I feel like it. A guy who doesn't complain when they see me with another man the next day. Someone more like a one night stand. But Michael is more than that; he's a four-night stand

On the way up the stairs to my bedroom, I doubled over. I felt a sharp pain in my head. Waiting a few moments, I continued up the stairs to my room at the end of the hall. Pausing at the doorway, I noticed my little sister reading on my bed, in my room.

"Amy, why the hell are you reading in my room in the dark at this time of day?" I questioned weakly but steady enough for her to know that I mean business. I leaned against the doorway trying to focus on her face.

"Why the hell are you walking in the house at 4:30 in the morning?" She responded gazing at me through her wired framed glasses. "I don't assume you were out buying milk, right?"

"Very funny retard." Although my 10-year-old sister is far from retarded, that was the quickest come back I could think of at the moment. My sister is the smartest person I know. She's already in the 7th grade. I wish I could have skip two grades, but I'm not smart enough, and I'm too lazy to get my fat ass to school on time so that's out of the question. Strangely enough, my sickness wore off.

"So where were you?" Amy said sliding off my bed and putting her book- I mean my Coldest Winter Ever book back on it's shelf. "Were you out doing Daniel or is this week Will? I'm serious; you really need to make up your mind. You don't want to end up a golddigging hoe with HIV. Now do you?"

"First of all, this week is Michael and for your information, I'm not going to end up a hoe with HIV. Every guy I've been with is clean." I stated.

"Whatever, once a hoe always a –" That's when I gagged. I was to my bathroom in two seconds flat.

Disembodied hands held my hair, and stroke my arm while I puked all of my late night snacks into my toilet. I felt extremely loved, in a detached sort of way. The nausea passed, and my head cleared.

"Do you want to stand in front of the AC while I get a wet washcloth to put on your end?" My sister asked.

"Sure" I said weakly. I made my way over to my air conditioner and put it on high. The fresh air was very smoothing. Amy came back with the washcloth and helped me to my bed.

"Where did you go this morning? Did you go to a party and eat something inky?" She examined.

"Why are you tryin to be mom?"

"I'm just trying to help Lindsey," She said staring down at me while I went under my summer comforter Regina gave me. "And besides, you shouldn't hang around Regina. She is an absolute bad influence on you."

"Oh thanks for the great advice mom. And for your information Regina wasn't with me today, I was with Michael." I said matter-of-factly.

"Whatever, they are practically the same person," Amy took off her glasses and yawned. "Anyway I have to go to sleep. One thing I like about Regina is her father," I groaned.
"At 1:00, I'm going to the hospital to see Dr. Moore to learn some stuff that you probably wouldn't understand."

"Yeah whatever. Like I give a flying monkey's ass." I turned over to face my window, which gave the beautiful view of the Mission Academy and the ocean at night. "Just enjoy your last visit with Dr. Moore" I added with a smirk.

"Yeah Okay. I'll open this window for you. Goodnight." My sister exited my room and didn't seem to notice my last comment.

12:24 p.m.

I awoke the next day feeling wonderful. Well…technically it's the same day. But whatever. I lay in the bed for moment and discovered that I was ravenously hungry. I began to get out of bed and I nearly knocked heads with my mother.

"Oh dear! I was just about to wake you up. Amy told me your head hurtled last night, I'm sorry I wasn't here to take care of you. I was out gossiping with the girls. I didn't get home until one thirty. How are you feeling today?" She asked with concern.

"Actually, mum, I feel great. I'm starving, it's like I skipped dinner yesterday, but I know I didn't. " I stretched. " I totally have a craving for pickles, you know. With peanut butter or something. All I know is I just have to eat."

"Now that's the spirit. You can have brunch." She guided me out my door towards the stairs. "You know, all this talk about pickles and peanut butter reminds me when I was pregnant with Amy. But surely you're not pregnant. I know you too well. You probably just have mono like you sister declared." I can't be pregnant again. It's just not possible. I'll just talk to Regina about it soon.

2:02 p.m.

Yawn I'm bored. I tried watching TRL but as soon as that gay guy came on, I turned off the TV. I should go to the pharmacy to get an EPT home pregnancy test, but I'm too lazy to get off the leather couch.

There is no one in this house to talk too. My sister is at the hospital. My mom is the co owner of the Pebble Beach Resort thingy so she should be there. And my dad is a real estate agent so I really don't know where he's at. I'm just alone in the house with nothing to do. Maybe I should hang out with one of my loser friends. Regina is out of the question. I'll see enough of her if we're thrown in jail. I'll most likely go to her house at 3:30 so we can organize. All my other friends at school are just too stupid, Amy is right; I really should straighten up. This whole thing with Dr. Moore is totally ludicrous. Suze is right, this is crazy. I have to stop this. I have to call Suze.

I picked up the phone to dial her number but my phone rang. I looked at the caller I.D and it was Regina. She probably needs some help in putting her fake nail back on.

"Hello?"

"Like Oh my god, you won't believe what happened! My boyfriend just called and gave us the perfect alibi!" She sounded really excited.

"What boyfriend? Bill or Mark?"

"No," She said angrily like I was supposed to keep up. "Craig you loser. Craig is taking me, you and what's-his-face, to the Cliffside Inn! Isn't that like, totally awesome!" I can practically just see her jumping up and down.

"Yeah but…"

"Oh, don't even flake out on me, this far. Don't be like Suzie. You are my best friend in the entire universe, you can't leave me. And anyways you sweared on the Hello Kitty handbook, so you just can't back down now. You're under oath." I am her BFF but this is just wrong…

"I know, I know. I can't back down on Hello Kitty. I'll be there. I'll be at your house around 3:30."

"No you're suppose to be here like now!" She screamed.

"I'll get there when I get there." I hung up the phone. She's getting me pissed. I walked over to the home entertainment center and turned on the radio.

We Belong Together…

Ugh! I hate this song. They totally killedit. I kicked the stereo.

Regina better be nice. Because her little plan can easily backfire.

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