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-The next day-

Mo's POV

Ugh. I feel awful. I got up and ran as fast as I could to the bathroom and threw up. Gosh I hate morning sickness. Pain in the butt. Lucky for me it's saturday so I don't have to go to school. Yay.

I went into the living room and sat down on the couch and put my hands on my stomach. "Baby, your making this hard." I sighed. I heard the song 'More Than A Band' start playing and I got up and grabbed my phone.

To: Mo, Olivia, Wen, Charlie
From: Stella

band meeting. my house. 5 mins. dont b l8!

I sighed. I looked at my stomach. "Looks like your going to your first band meeting, baby." I said. I grabbed my bass, car keys, a couple pop tarts, chocolate of course, a jar of pickles, I can't help my cravings, and went to my car and drove to Stella's house. There was a sign on the door that said 'Come on in!' in Stella's sloppy handwritting. I went into her bedroom to find the rest of the band sitting randomly throughout her room, I sat my bass down and sat on the bed, that had the sign 'Reserved for Mohini Banjaree' on it. I laughed.

"Seriously Stella?" I asked.

"Yes. I don't was to have to help you off the floor." She said. Gosh your so freakin lazy!

"When I get to be about 6 months you will have to get me off the bed!" I said. She frowned, then smiled.

"That's why we have the guys here." She laughed, along with the rest of us.

"So, what's so important that we had to drop everything to get here?" Wen asked.

"Well, I'm going to vacation. To Italy. My parents asked if you guys would want to come. Mo, you can basicly decide for yourself, I know that, and my parents will pay for EVERYTHING." (A/N In my story, Stella's family's rich. Like, really rich) She said.

"Well, I'm not sure... how long is this trip?" I asked.

"About 2 weeks. We will be exempt from school. So our grades won't change." She said. I sighed.

"Alright. I'll go." She hugged me.

"Thank you thank you thank you thank you-"

"Stell, I can't breathe and your squishing my baby." I said, she pulled away.

"Sorry." She smiled. "But thanks."

"I don't know... my parents probably won't let me go anywhere after I told them about Mo being pregnant..." Charlie said, coming to sit next to me. I leaned into him.

"Me too. Well, with the I don't know. Not the telling my parents that I'm pregnant, because I'm not." Olivia said.

"I might be able to go. I'm not sure though." Wen said.

"Ok. So so far only Mo is coming." Stella said.

"So, when is it?" Olivia asked.

"A couple weeks." Stella said.

-Later-

AT CHARLIE'S HOUSE

Charlie's POV

"Mom... dad... you ok?" I asked quietly. My mom sighed.

"Yeah. Still shocked though." My mom said.

"How long am I grounded? Or are you kicking me out?" I asked.

"Grounded, a couple weeks, kicking you out? Not at all." Dad said.

"Really?" I asked, surprised.

"Yeah. And we will help you. But you are the childs father, aren't you?" Mom asked.

"Yes." I said.

"Then you will provide most of the childs care. But we will help." Mom said, smiling. I hugged them.

"Thank you!" I exclaimed.

"Your welcome, Charles." Mom said, hugging me back.

"I love you guys." I said. "Oh hey, can I go to Italy with Stella's family? It's for two weeks. And it's in two weeks. Can I go?" Mom and dad looked at eachother.

"Sure, sweetie." Mom said, I smiled.

"Thanks." I went to my room and texted Stella.

To: Stella
From: Charlie

rents said i cud go :)

To: Charlie
From: Stella

g8! 3 down, 2 2 go :)

Well, Stella's going on vacation to Italy! I'm not going to have anyone speak italian, because I don't know any italian besides hi and I love you. The words are slipping me right now, but I know them. Mo's going and so is Charlie. Wen and Olivia's answer will be in the next chapter :) Review review review for more chapters chapters chapters. Well, bye bye bye :)))