Chapter Twelve – Zippers and Batteries
Another month had passed. It was now August 24, a week from the beginning of school. The summer flew by, for the five friends. Most of the month, Irma spent her time anywhere, but in public. She found people whispering, every time she passed, and she did not enjoy the attention. Now though, the whispers and gossip about her had ceased. She could walk down the street, with out too many stares. Martin? He was enjoying a couple years in jail, which was fine with Irma. He could stay there for the rest of his life, for all she cared.
The girls were sitting around a table, at Moes. It had become their new favorite place to hang out. There was great, cheap food and few customers. Just as Irma was getting used to the changes of life, a problem arouse. Things weren't as they used to… Irma's friends were acting strange…
Irma sat back in her seat, after finishing her meal, minutes before her friends, completely bloated. "Want my meal, I am full." Taranee offered.
Irma raised an eyebrow. "Err… no thanks." Taranee nodded, and continued to eat her meal, which made her eyebrows rise even higher. What was going on? The others flashed smiles at her, making Irma even more puzzled. "Who are you guys, and what have you done with my friends?" Irma demanded.
They all giggled. "What is wrong Irma?" They questioned.
"You!" Irma cried. "I know what is wrong with you! You are evil zombies, trying to make me join your army! I won't join you! Hand over the friends!"
"Stop joking." Cornelia stated, smiling unnatural like at Irma. That was not the normal Cornelia comment! Usually she would tell her to stop being an idiot. Irma stared at the group of friends, studying them, as if she was looking for some sort of zipper or battery.
Finally, Irma sat back in her seat, her eyebrows furrowed. As much as she didn't trust her friends at the current moment, she suggested, "Let's go to the Shell Cove, and swim." Irma paused, to smile mischievously at Hay Lin, "You know do stuff we did as kids." Her friends exchanged worried glances.
"I dunno…" Will finally said.
"Why not?" Irma snapped, glaring at the leader. "Are you a robot, afraid to get wet?" What was wrong with them?
Will vigorously shook her head no. "Don't you think it is a little… you dangerous?"
"Dangerous?" Irma asked, and then burst out laughing. "The Shell Cove doesn't bite, or anything. Never saw a bear or anything."
Will hesitated. "But what about… you know… your condition?"
Irma raised an eyebrow. "What condition? The sunburn? It doesn't hurt or anything, I can swim and stuff." Will sighed, and glanced at everyone else.
Hay Lin nodded, and stated, "We mean… you know. The baby?"
"What about it? There is nothing wrong with it, and you can swim being pregnant, you know." Irma paused, and glared at them. "Unless you are embarrassed to be seen with a big, fat pregnant lady?"
"NO! It is not that… but I mean… what if you trip, and hurt yourself, or the baby? The Shell Cove is very wet and slippery." Taranee stated.
"I have powers. I can have the water, come and break any falls I may take." Irma said, standing up. "So, now that that's settled, can we go now?"
Will shook her head no. "Why don't we go shopping? Irma, you may want-" Irma cut Will off.
"I may want some clothes to fit myself, when I turn into a big fat, ball of fatness?" Irma demanded, furiously.
"N-No!" Will said. "I mean baby stuff... you know clothes."
"I go tomorrow to see if it is a boy or girl. We can go when I know the gender. And what is wrong with the Shell Cove?"
Will groaned. "Irma we just don't want you to get hurt. We…"
"We don't think you should be doing any of your adventures. And… we don't want you going on any missions with us…" Cornelia said, and then continued, seeing Irma's hurt face, "That is until the baby comes, and you are out of danger."
"I am in no danger." Irma said coldly. "And since when do you guys care, about my safety? I don't like what is happening here! I am pregnant, so what? Are all these changes necessary?" with that, Irma stomped off to the bathrooms. Hay Lin followed closely behind her. If anyone could calm Irma down, it was her best friend Hay Lin.
Hay Lin entered, after Irma, and called out meekly, "Irma?" she heard a grunt from a bathroom. "I am sorry, but…"
"I am sorry; I am feeling a bit sick. I am pregnant, you know. Maybe you should leave, if you are afraid of catching the pregnancy virus. I am in so much danger, because of this illness; I can't even swim with my best friends." Irma snarled, coldly. Every one of Irma's words stabbed like a knife at Hay Lin.
"Irma… I am really sorry…" Hay Lin said, entering Irma's stall. Irma was hunched over the toilet, throwing up the food she had just eaten. Irma pulled away from it, and flushed the toilet, and left the stall, and went to the sink, to wash her hands. Hay Lin followed her. When Irma finished, she pulled her into a hug. "I am sorry Irma…" she muttered.
"Why are you sorry? I am the fat pregnant person." Irma replied, pulling away. Hay Lin sighed.
"Irma you are not fat! And you probably won't be! Have you not noticed the fact that, being part of W.I.T.C.H. has made us extremely thin, and muscular?" It was true, the girls all looked like supermodels, with tiny waists, and feminine muscles. "Thinner pregnant women usually never show any weight gain, unless they are having more then one kid!"
Irma listened to Hay Lin's words and shrugged. "Who cares if I get fat or not? Everything is changing in my life! I will be a mother! I have to take care of a stupid kid that I really don't want. Now me friends don't even want to hang out with me!" Irma cried, angrily at Hay Lin.
"We want to hangout! We just don't want you to get hurt… We care about you." Hay Lin said, solemnly. Irma groaned.
"I guess I did blow this out of proportion…" Irma sighed.
Hay Lin grinned, goofily. "You are pregnant! You have mood swings, it happens." Irma smiled back, and shrugged, at her friend.
"I guess you are right." Irma said, leaving the bathroom, Hay Lin trailing after her. The girls sat back down with the others, smiling slightly. "Sorry." Irma murmured.
"No prob." Cornelia said, smiling at Irma, whom smiled back.
Author Note – Sorry about the long wait! I was getting over the block. This is really just a filler chapter, thing. Next chapter, is Irma gets her check up… Anyways, thanks for all the kind reviews. I have been very… depressed. First (and don't laugh) I think I broke my butt. xD What I mean is, my tailbone… and it freaking hurts! And then two close things to me died. First, my mom's friend's dog killed my gerbil, Woody. Then, I read Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince in a day. (Did I break a world record? Lol ;)) And the person who died there, I loved. Ok, anyways, I shall update, at least, the end of July! Love ya all, Peace out.