Time for the next chapter! Yay!

Why haven't I updated recently?

Well, the dog ate my updates….

Just kidding. She did eat one of my good pens though…?

I have been on vacation enjoying my time in lovely California! Wooow! Thumps up for California Girls right?

(P.S. If I can get a review from someone who lives in California on this chapter, that would like, that would be the highlight of my day! It would literally make me so happy. If you love me, you can even lie about it to make me happy. But if you can prove you're from the Golden State, I'll even let you have a preview/teaser for the next chapter! YAY!)

Haha, but unfortunately, vacation ends sometime so here I am with my update!

Disclaimer (I probably should have put one of these earlier up in the story…oh well, what the heck!)

I own an expired coupon for a free Sonic milkshake :(

(Aww…I like those)

I own a computer that has a stupid B key that won't work unless you mash it...

I own a couple of shirts that I should probably throw away, but still keep to sleep in.

I even own an empty packet of Trident Layers gum (it was very delicious, thanks for asking)

But, alas, I do not own Degrassi.

"Pass me the Nutterbutters." I rolled my eyes, keeping them glued to my Blackberry, BBM-ing Holly J and Chantae. "Get your own darn Nutterbutters." Aubrey sighed and looked at Garrett, who sat on the lounger. "Garr. Can you pass me the Nutterbutters?" Garrett grinned, exposing his missing two front teeth and eagerly passed them too her. Aubrey smiled and kissed his forehead. "Thanks Gare Bear." He grinned and ran off towards his room.

A/N: Okay, Garret is not just a character out of nowhere. If you go to…chapter number, two I think. Maybe three. Anya talks about her Mom and pregnancy with a baby brother. Garrett is that brother. Just, Garrett is more of a behind the scenes character, just like her dad. They will probably only have one chapter per line…wait…flip that. One line per chapter, sorry. And Aubrey is Anya's sister who goes to Toronto University (I don't live in Canada so if it is real, that is a complete coincidence. I made it up off the top of my head.) Anyway. she is a senior and is home on vacation. Just to clear up the air, she also belongs to samantha1102. Like I said, she is on vacation from her story to mine :)

Aubrey looked towards me, wagging the bag in my face. I groaned and pushed it out of my view, setting my eyes back on my phone. "Who crapped in your corn flakes?"

I glared at her and turned back to my phone. "Nobody crapped in my corn flakes….and I eat Pebbles. Totally not corn flakes."

Aubrey scoffed and grabbed my phone. "C'mon. Watch TV with me. Jersey Shore is on." I rolled my eyes. "Aub, I'm not watching that mess. That was a onetime thing."

She smirked and crossed her arms over her chest in an arrogant way. "C'mon Anya Snook! Watch Jersey Shore with "The Sitch" and her sitch."Her voice was in an exaggerated Jersey girl accent. She pulled up her shirt exposing a flat stomach. I laughed loudly, enough for my mom to look up from her computer. "What are you girls…never mind. I don't want to know."

I laughed and looked at the television in time to see J-Woww punching Mike in his face. I laughed and grabbed my sides. "Oh my god! Why do you watch this stuff Aub?"

Aubrey smiled. "It is the best stress reliever when you're in college, my love. You need laughter after all those stinky exams." I rolled my eyes at her. She put on a pouty face. "So tell me you're still not into that Californian school. UCLA? Right?"

I smiled. "Yes. As a matter of fact, I am." Aubrey groaned. "Yuck. Come down to Toronto U's campus and can give you a grand tour. Get Cali out of that pretty mind of yours." I laughed and shook my head. "I don't want to stay in Canada forever."

Mom turned around from her desk. "And why not? I thought we were going to hang out every weekend when you're older?" I smirked. "Mom. I said that when I was six. I don't want to stay in Canada because…"

The doorbell rang. I smiled. "Sav's here!" Aubrey furrowed her eyebrows. "You don't want to stay in Canada because Sav's here?" I smacked her arm lightheartedly. "Shut up. Sav's my boyfriend."

She put her hands up defensively. "Hey, you said it. I know who your little "boyfriend" is." I shook my head and walked towards the door, opening it and revealing Sav. I smiled; happy I was in a cute sundress and not pajamas like last time. "Sav." He grinned, glowing in the sun. "Anya."

We stood there for a good minute, silently watching each other until rudely interrupted by Aubrey. "So are you going to think about it, or actually let the poor boy in?" I glared at Aubrey as I stepped aside, letting Sav in. He shyly waved to Mom. "Hi, Mrs. McPherson. I'm sorry about last Friday. I promise it won't happen again."

Mom smiled and nodded. "It's alright Sav. I know nothing more happened. Um, I have some laundry to get to. Aubrey, don't you want to get your clothes washed?"

Aubrey took a sip from her drink and shook her head. "Nope." Mom gave her an intimidating look and raised an eyebrow. Aubrey rolled her eyes. "Mom, I'm not going to make up some lame excuse so I can subtly leave and leave Anya alone with her boyfriend, whom I've yet to meet."

I glowered at Aubrey. "Aub. You are the last one to talk about being alone with a boyfriend. You share a one room off campus apartment with Jared."

She gasped and dramatically put a hand to her mouth. "Hey! I thought Jared was gay when we moved in together…he most certainly is not gay." She got a smug look on her face as some obviously R rated thoughts flashed through her mind.

Mom glared at Aubrey and shook her head. "Laundry. You know where I am if you need me." She left the room and Aubrey took a seat on the lounger. "So…have a seat." She gave a wicked smile to me as I uncomfortably sat next to Sav on the couch. Aubrey laughed. "Don't worry. I don't bite too hard. So. I hear you like my baby sister."

Sav nodded. "Uh, yeah." Aubrey raised an eyebrow. "Uh? Sounding a little hesitant there. Got any confessions? Been to jail? Have kids? Doing some business in the drug trade? On drugs? Are you even in high school?"

"No!" Aubrey raised an eyebrow at Sav's answer. He looked down. "I mean no to the confessions, jail, and definitely the drug thing. And I am in high school."

Aubrey smirked. "So…you do have kids!" Sav looked at me and gave a weakened smile. "Well. I…"

He smiled at me and I froze. "Uh…Sav…I don't think now is a good time for this." Aubrey sat in the lounger, quietly chewing on a Nutterbutter, thinking to herself. I prayed to God that she did not piece that together. She slowly stood and looked towards me. "Anya, can you help me unclog the toilet? Sav, please sit tight."

I raised an eyebrow. "Unplug the—?"

"Just come on!" Aubrey shouted at me. She ushered me to the bathroom and swiftly pushed me inside, locking the door behind us. She sat quietly for a minute before exploding. "ANYA SAMANTHA MCPHERSON! YOU ARE SO NOT—"

I covered her mouth with my hand as a slur of "colorful" words flew out of her mouth. I yelped and pulled my hand back. "Ow! You bit me…jerk. And when did you get such an…extended vocabulary."

Aubrey ran a hand through her auburn hair and groaned, ignoring my question. "Anya…didn't I tell you when I first left you, when you were a high school freshman, if you want to do the dirty, do it with a condom."

I shook my head. "I'm not pregnant Aubrey."

She sighed. "And after all those times while watching Teen Mom you said "I'm not going to be like them. I'm not going to— wait what?"

I sighed and sat on the sink counter. "I know. It's a reaaaaaaaaly long story." Aubrey smirked and put a hand on her hip. "Anya, the time I got pulled over for driving on the left side of the road was a really long story. The time I failed a midterm because I partied instead of studying was a really long story. The time I woke up with in Vegas a tattoo on the back of my neck that says Bite Me was a really long story. Either, you're pregnant or you're not."

I pressed my head against the mirror. "Look. I freaked out and told him I was pregnant to try to get us back together. I don't know why. I just did."

"Relationships fall harder when they're built on a foundation of lies, Anya." Aubrey took in a deep breath; the air she slowly let out fluttered her bangs into the air. "You can stuff pillows up your clothes for a while. But don't you think Sav will notice that a baby will be missing after nine months? He doesn't look stupid."

I shrugged and crossed my arms. "I haven't figured that part out yet….I haven't figured any of it out yet." Aubrey sighed and pulled me into her arms. "Anya, I need you to be smarter."

I nodded. "I know." She sighed and pulled away. We slowly made our way back into the living room, where Sav had sprawled himself onto the couch and began flipping through channels. He looked up and gave an apologetic smile. "You were gone for a while."

I smiled and leaned down, capturing his lips in a kiss. Aubrey smiled and picked up Mom's keys, walking towards the door. "Mom! I'm going out. I'll be back soon."

Mom mumbled something from the other door that I couldn't understand. Aubrey groaned and put a hand on her hip. "Ma! I'm wearing sweatpants and flip-flops! Where else could I possibly go?"

Mom muttered another slur of words and Aubrey rolled her eyes. "Yes Mom….okay mom….No mom…."

Aubrey gave a scoff as she put the keys in her pocket and walked towards the front door. "Be back soon, my loves."

"What the HECK is this?" I poked at the silicone stomach wrap with my toe. Aubrey laughed and picked it up, wrapping it around her bare stomach and fastening the Velcro at the end. She pulled a tee shirt over her head and adjusted it. My eyes fixated on the swell under her shirt. She grinned. "I know, right?"

I shook my head. "Oh my god. I can't wear that. Aub, I can't wear… that." She took it off and threw it my way. I dropped the pregnancy sack on the bed and sat next to it. Aubrey rolled her eyes. "This is way more realistic than a bunch of pillows. You juest keep switching them at the designated times."

I looked at Aubrey. "You said it yourself. Isn't Sav going to notice the absence of a baby?"

Aubrey took a deep breath and looked at me, her eyes starting to rim with tears. "He is. That's why you're going to have to… fake a miscarriage." I gazed at her and then back at the pouch. "Fake a miscarriage? That is so…sick."

Aubrey closed her eyes and laid back onto the bed. "What's sick is that you're trying to fake this Anya. How can you have the guts to fake a pregnancy? That's disgusting." She sighed and rubbed her face with her hand. "I didn't want to say that…"

I took in a small gulp and picked up the pouch, holding it in my hands. "I can't believe I'm really going to do this."

Aubrey stood and grabbed her phone. "I'll be in my room. If you need a sister, you know where to find me."

I remained silent as Aubrey walked out of the room, slamming the door on her way out. I could understand why Aubrey was so pissed at me. For one, she hated the fact that I wasn't celibate anymore, me being her baby sister and all. Two, she was in the pre-med program, studying to save people, when I was planning to fake a miscarriage, killing the baby I never had. It went against everything she worked for.

I squeezed the pouch and sat back on the bed, not noticing the tears that were spilling over, staining the fabric of the pregnancy pouch, of my "baby"….

Ugh. I know. It ended so sad like.

I really didn't want to do that.

….sigh. That's kind of a lot to take in.

Do you think Anya should tell Sav that it's fake in the end or should she continue with her plan.

I'll put it up in a poll on my profile page.

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God, I hate myself for leaving you all so sad and leaving the story in a sullen position.

I promise the next story won't be so sad. Pinky promise.

I'll put it on an IOU and put a "tap, tap, no give back" on it. That's serious.

Alrighty guys, it's been me, Pink Silk, thanks for reading!

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