Chapter 3: Newsflash
As Sky walked up the path to her best friend's house, she felt a pang of pity and guilt. Her friend lived in a complex of grey, hideous apartment blocks that were guarded by high fences with barbed wire up the top, not that she lived in a prison or anything. While she was lounging around in her 5 bedroom house that had a pool and its own cinema, Sammy had to sleep and live in an ugly cramped unit shared with her mother and four young siblings. Her older brother lived at home but was hardly ever at home. Sky and her mum always offered them money to help them out, especially after Sammy's father left, but they always turned it down. She eventually reached her door, number 38, and knocked lightly, in fear of waking up one of the younger kids. Sammy bounded up the hall, yanked open the door, and hugged her best friend.
"Whoa. Settle down there tiger." said Sky jokingly.
"How are you?" replied Sammy, ignoring the last comment she had made.
"Well, I'm anxious to hear your news!" exclaimed Sky.
"Oh gosh. How did I know you'd say that? I'll tell you later, when we go to bed." Sammy didn't like saying no to her, but for a matter as important as this, she had to be firm.
"No! Tell me now! Or I'll just turn around, and go home." said Sky as she motioned with her finger, a twirl and then legs walking down the path. Sky has a way of making people do whatever she wants.
"UGH! Fine! Come to my room." Said Sammy in an annoyed tone. Sammy slammed the door closed behind her to show her just how angry she was. As they were walking inside her two bedroom house, Sky admired all the insignificant things for the hundredth time. She looked at old collectable things, and lots of bric-brac. She stopped at pictures of Sky with her Dad and the rest of the family. Her eyes filled with tears when she saw a picture of Sammy, Zeke and Sky. Boy, how times have changed, she thought to herself. Sammy noticed her glassy eyes and pulled her gently away from the picture before she started crying too. As they walked through the lounge room, which was probably the size of a bathroom, Sky noticed Sammy's mum sitting on the lounge being bombarded by the four younger siblings fighting over who gets to sit next to her.
"Hi Mrs. Fischer." said Sky in a polite voice. Mrs. Fisher didn't talk much since her father left. No-one really knows what happened to him and she was left completely derailed since the event.
"Mmmm. Hi." She replied. Sky was used to it now so she's learnt not to take offence.
"Thanks for letting me stay. It's really kind of you." Sky said, pretending that she was talking to a person that would actually reply.
"That's Ok." She said gruffly. Sammy grabbed Sky's arm and led her through her doorway into her crowded bedroom. Her bedroom consisted of four walls, literally. A small single bed was in the middle with a plain doona on top. She had a small cupboard that contained most of her clothes. She didn't have many and they were all pretty daggy, but that was only because they wouldn't accept any of the money they were offered.
"Sky." That snapped her out of her thinking.
"Hmmm. What? Oh yeah. Please tell me what's wrong Sammy?" Sammy didn't answer. Instead, her eyes filled with tears. "Sammy?" Sammy jumped onto her bed and buried her head into her pillow. She muttered something like:
"I'mpeghenhat." As you can imagine, Sky did not understand a word.
"I'm sorry. You have to speak up. I can't hear a word your saying!" Sammy slowly lifted her head to reveal mascara lines running down her face and her lipstick smudged. She looked like the joker.
"I'm pregnant!"