STORM'S POV

"Hey everyone! Storm here coming at you with a brand new minecraft video joined with Jason otherwise known as TrueMu and we're about to kick some fools in the hunger deeeeeeeeens," I intro the recording.

"Hey guys," Jason says as the game begins.

"GG, got a stone sword off spawn, gonna wreck some fools," I exclaim whilst hitting everyone in sight wildly.

A few minutes later, nine tributes have already fallen. Jason and I are already stacked up and on the hunt for more death. I get distracted looting a chest by a skype message from Mitch. I quickly open the window and read the message, in this process I hear myself dying. "Noo!" I shout as I resume windows but it was too late."

"Death by a wooden sword really?" Jason asks.

"Yeah… I got distracted. Don't worry, I'm a moo mooo tate and kick his booty!" As I wait to mutate, I look back to Mitch's skype message. I mutter something to myself and Jason picks up a bit of it.

"What's going on with Mitch?" he asks.

"Oh nothing," I quickly resume my attention to the game and follow the compass to my target.

"All things aside Storm… you've been acting weird for the last couple of weeks," Jason's tone immediately changes.

"This isn't the time."

"Well when is? You're hiding something from me and I want to know what it is," his voice raises. I stop my recording and tell him to do the same. "So what is it?"

I take a deep sigh and say, "I'm pregnant." I wait for what seems to be a minute. "Hey, you still there?"

"Yeah," he automatically retorts. "And I'm assuming that Mitch is the dad?"

"Correct…"

"I see… well, sorry for ruining this recording… I've got to get going. We'll talk later, best of luck."

Before I could say anything, he hangs up on me and signs out. He isn't happy, I think to myself. I finally respond to Mitch's message about his update on packing. Move in date is two days from now. I slump back in my chair for a moment and start to think about how crazy stuff got so quickly. I start to think about the future which starts to panic me. I think about how things could change so fast… I honestly saw myself with Riley. A tear rolls down my face. I quickly wipe it off my face and give Mitch a call for comfort.

*TWO DAYS LATER*

Around mid day Mitch had finally arrived with the moving truck and all of his stuff, I wanted to help him but he didn't give me much to do and said to not to do strenuous work. I was kind of bothered by this comment but it wasn't going to ruin this day. It was a long day but the move in was successful. Mitch and I crawl into our bed at the end of the day.

"I love you Storm Huffman," he gently tells me as he takes my hand in his.

I look to him and say the same. "I love you too."

We drift off to sleep fairly quickly.

*.*.*.*

The next few months go by well, we attend parenting class and overall, our relationship has been growing stronger. Nearing the end of October, Mitch and I finally decide that we're ready to make the new's public. Although there was a good amount of hate, we had each other's back which was good. As for talking to Jason… on a good day, I'll hear from him first and we'll catch up, otherwise he usually tells me that he's busy.

It's nearing the end of November now and I'm honestly starting to hate the scenery and the cold… I need some change, so as Mitch was getting ready one morning, I nonchalantly ask him if we could go to the LA house.

"Are you sure that will be good for you?" he hesitantly asks.

"Yes, and I would appreciate it if you gave me a little more credit. I'm not some potato that should sit on a couch all day," I exclaim a little annoyed with his response.

"Well… if that's what you want… we should do it. When did you wanna go?" he asks.

"Tomorrow?" I meekly respond. He sighs and thinks about it.

"Guess I'll go book some flights."

"Yaaay," I smile and walk towards him for a hug. "Thank-you."

"Course."

JASON'S POV

"They're what?!" I shout.

"Yeah, it was all last moment… they just booked flights this evening and they should be here tomorrow around noon…" Log explains to me. "You don't look very happy about this, why not? I thought you liked Storm… thought you guys were really close friends."

"Yeah, until she got pregnant."

"Is that seriously the reason?… Storm is a really nice girl and you were lucky to even have her as a friend in your life… don't be a dick and ruin that," Log says, pats me on the back and walks out to the patio.

I take my phone out and see that I've got a text from Storm asking me how things are going, I sigh and respond saying that they are well and that I hear she's coming to the LA house tomorrow.

'How do you know?' she responds almost immediately.

'Mitch just got off the phone with Log… him and I are sort of here, so he just told me.'

'Oh, guess that makes sense..'

'Listen… I'm really sorry for being a jerk to you these past months… I don't exactly know what came over me'

I see the typing bubble appear for a while and then disappear.

'It's fine, I forgive you. See you tomorrow?'

'Yeah, I guess so.'

*TOMORROW*

I watch as the taxi rolls into the driveway, I see Mitch get out of the car and then help Storm out. I listen as they get into the door and say their hello's to Log.

"Where's Jason?" I hear Mitch ask.

"He's around here somewhere…" Log says. "Jason!" he shouts.

I stand up and shout back. "Yeah, I'm coming." I head to the stairs and I can't help but look straight to Storm's stomach. I head down the stairs and greet the two of them. I offer helping Storm with her bags which she gladly thanks me for.

For the rest of the afternoon, I keep my distance from the two of them… tell them that I have to record and stuff. Around five PM I get a text from Log saying that him and Mitch went out for somethings especially for Storm and that I should go talk to her. I have a battle with myself for a few minutes before shutting my laptop and making my way downstairs. "Storm?" I call out.

"I'm in here," she says. I head to her voice and see that she's sitting on the couch in the family room. I slowly enter the room as I watch her rub her stomach.

"Hey," I meekly say. Her head diverts to me in the doorway and she signals for me to come in and take a seat. I sit down beside her and couldn't help but cringe a little looking at her stomach.

"What?" she retorts with my expression.

"Oh sorry, nothing," I play off. "So how's it going?" I try to make conversation.

"It's pretty decent.. you know, pregnant and all," she awkwardly responds. We sit in silence for a bit. "You ignored me…" she finally spoke up. "You were one of the few people that I thought would be there for me but every time I would try to talk to you… you would ignore me or tell me you were busy… you completely went off the radar… Why?" she looks to me with those hazel-blue eyes.

I feel my face heat up and I stutter to find my words. "I… I honest-" I stutter. "I honestly don't know… I'm sorry. Really."

"See, I don't believe you… I know you, and I know you wouldn't have done what you have done if it weren't for a reason."

I wanted to tell her how I felt, I just didn't know how to word myself so I blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"You being pregnant set me back a lot… you are just so young… and I don't think you should be in a state like this. I think you're joking yourself if you think it will work out for the baby…" As soon as I stop talking, I immediately regret my words. I see a tear run down Storm's face and my attitude quickly changes. "Storm, I-"

"No, it's fine… I get it now - you can leave now. If you're so bothered, why pretend to be my friend?" she coldly dismisses me.

I watch her for a moment longer, trying to fight and come up with something to say but I couldn't. Instead, I just stood up, took the keys and headed out.

The evening was a blur and before I knew it, I was passed out on a park bench.