sorry to Roger and all of you that my last chapter was a load of crap.
an: Sorry, everybody, for the delay. but between reading Farenheit 451 for AP 11 English and my new job (yay...not) at Krogers i have found it difficult to find time for my passion, writing. but, i am not one to leave a story hanging. so here is the next installment, at 3 in the morning, enjoy. i am feeling a little lost in my creative juices right now so if anybody has any suggestions for any of the other characters that i have yet to write about, then please, i would enjoy hearing them. and i will credit you if you do.
disclaimer: i do not own RENT. unfortunately. Oh, and i make no money by writing this. which i am glad for. because doing what i love for free sure beats 6.50 an hour for bagging somebody's groceries.
Cheryl wished she had followed her mothers advice and said "never trust guys with blonde hair or glasses." which was exactly what Todd was. He was tall, gangly, and gross. Cheryl, on the other hand, was drunk. She wasn't sure which one was worse; being ugly and sober or being great looking and totally wasted.
"Hey, uh…what's your name again?"
"It's Cheryl."
"Well, Cheryl, the condom broke."
"How could it break?"
"I bought it when I was in the 7th grade."
"Did you know it was broke before you put it on?"
"NO! I swear!"
"Great, I could be pregnant."
Todd was not used to good looking women approaching him. Cheryl was gorgeous. Long, auburn hair, stunning green eyes and a killer body. He wondered how he ended up so lucky. Todd was not the kind of guy that women would usually go for. It wasn't until he found out that she was wasted until he understood why she had come on to him.
Cheryl almost died when she saw the blue strip. She couldn't believe it. She was pregnant with this dork's kid. What was she going to do? The baby was probably going to be disgusting looking.
"Well?"
"Todd, I'm pregnant."
"Are you sure?"
"It says the test is 99 accurate…"
"Shit."
"Stop complaining."
"I'm not ready to be a father."
"You don't have to carry the thing around for nine months, do you?"
"…"
"That's what I thought. Now shut your big, fat, stupid broken condom-carrying mouth and get me a doctor appointment."
Todd couldn't believe what was happening. He was going to be a daddy. Granted, he was only twenty years old, but heck, he was going to be able to raise a little boy or girl and teach him or her about life and living. He was excited, even if Cheryl wasn't.
Cheryl looked at herself in the mirror. "blimp" was an understatement. She looked huge, and Todd kept coming around. He obviously didn't get that she had rejected him before she even found out that she was pregnant, but he kept coming aroun and he wouldn't leave. Now, he was at her house all the time.
"Cheryl?"
"What?"
"You look really great in that sweater"
"Shut up, I look fat and it's your fault."
"I never ASKED for the condom to break."
"Well, I never asked for it to break either."
"Cheryl?"
"WHAT?"
"Do you want me to, like, marry you now?"
"NO."
"Well I was just thinking…"
"Shut up."
"Right."
Todd thought Cheryl looked gorgeous. She was plump and vivacious and full of life. She didn't seem as happy about the weight gain but going from 115 to 145 can be heartbreaking to any good-looking woman. Todd still thought she was as attractive as ever and even though she didn't want to marry him, he was still in love with her.
"Todd?"
"Yeah?"
"Thanks for sticking around."
Cheryl hadn't really thought about names until she found out the sex of the baby. She wasn't sure whether she wanted a boy or a girl but once she found out that it was a girl she was a little bit excited. Of course, she would never have told Todd that. He would have gotten the impression that she wanted him to marry her again.
"What should we name it?"
"The baby is not an 'it' Cheryl, it is a girl."
"You know what I meant."
"I think we should name her Maureen."
"Maureen? No, that's out of the question. Maureen is an ugly name."
"That was my grandma's name."
"Well, if she looks anything like you then I guess the name fits the person."
"What's wrong with the name Todd?"
"What isn't?"
Todd let Cheryl's comments slide. He realized her hormones and her stress level was up so he should just let things go. He was certain that their child was going to be named Maureen. That name just struck a chord inside his heart. Her name was Maureen and that was final.
Cheryl was in the most excruciating pain.
"Cheryl, did you hear the doctor? He said PUSH."
"I AM pushing you bastard!"
"Well, obviously you're not pushing hard enough."
"Actually, why don't you do something useful instead of sitting there like an idiot."
"What am I supposed to do? Sit with your parents, who by the way hate me?"
"Forget it."
Todd was extremely excited. The baby was coming and he was going to be a daddy at last.
"Umm…Todd Johnson, are you the father?"
"Yes."
"Cheryl said that you should be the one to name the baby. Are you and Cheryl married?"
"No, and we never will be, thank God."
"Well…what are you going to name her?"
"Her name is Maureen. Maureen Johnson."
"I can't believe you named her Maureen. Can you imagine the ridicule she's going to have to go through all her life because you named her something like Maureen? I never should have let you name the baby."
"Shut up, Cheryl. Look, she's smiling!"
"I think she just pooped her pants."
An: shot, simple, and what? All dialogue. Nooooo! Alas, yes, I have made a chapter all dialogue. It's annoying, it's choppy and it's original…shoot me. Oh and if you can name the movie that the broken condom thing comes from at the beginning then i will give you a cookie or something crazy.
