I have had a bad day. Not bad enough to effect my writing though...I hope.

So it started when my mom decided we were gonna go walk around the lake, my bike doesn't fit in the car, so I rode it to the lake, halfway there, it stopped working, so I rode back home then my handlebars untwisted and it worked perfectly, so we rode around the lake and on the way home, we found out my bike does fit in the car. Then we went home and I went to weightlifting, I was snatching and I dropped the bar and it hit my shin and now it's bruise, now I don't feel good. But I'm listening to Jonas Brothers, so I'm better.

I have decided to take Spanish next year.

Quote----Really happened.

MR. V- "Since I'm new here, we are going to have a Q&A to get to know each other.

Mary- "What's Q&A"

Me- "Question and Answer"

10 minutes later

Mary- "Oh, A question and answer"

Mr. V- "Did you seriously just get that"

Chapter 18

Gabriella's POV

I woke up feeling sick. I got up and sprinted to the bathroom, puked, then puked some more.

I finished and walked into the other room and saw Troy watching TV. He heard me and got up to give me a hug and kiss, "How you feeling," He asked.

"Been better," I muttered.

"Well, it'll be over soon, right," He said.

"I hope, I was sick the whole time with Evanne." I exclaimed.

"Oh, that sounds horrible," Troy said sympathetically.

"It was, but now I have you, which reminds me, can we hold off on all the planning until the baby is born, I know me well enough that stuff I want when I'm pregnant, is WAY different from what I usually want." I asked.

"Whatever you want baby," He told me kissing me gently.

"Well, in that case, I want a spinach macaroni ice cream sandwich," I said adding things as I though aloud.

I looked up and saw Troy had gotten a notepad and was writing things down. I smiled and kept listing things off, I decided if I wanted this stuff, he could go grocery shopping.

I stopped, "I'm done," I told him.

"Ok, is that everything," He asked.

"Yea," I said.

"Be back soon, love ya," He said grabbing his keys and walking out the front door.

"Bye," I called sitting myself down on the couch and turning the TV.

I was watching when I heard Evanne call from upstairs. I headed upstairs hearing what was coming on next, Which Celeb was caught leaving a drug store after buying pregnancy tests?

How stupid, I kept walking upstairs until I got to Evanne's room. I saw her laying in bed looking feverish.

"I think I caught your bug mommy," She said miserably.

"I think so to, I'm going to get the thermometer, be right back." I said heading to the bathroom.

I found the thermometer in a dirty sock after looking for a few minutes. I turned the water on hot and let it heat up before sticking the thermometer under the boiling water.

I turned the cold water on and let it under it for a while. I walked back to Evanne's room and stuck the thermometer under her arm, I walked out of the room to get the Tylenol© and O.J.

I headed back up and grabbed the thermometer and looked at it. 101.3, I got the Tylenol© and gave her a tablet and the O.J. She took the tablet and drank some O.J. I handed her the remote and she tuned her TV on, after realizing nothing was on, she went to her DVR menu and started Grease. I left her room during Summer Nights and went to get a drink of water.

I was in the kitchen when I heard the front door open. I heard Troy walk in with sacks full of food.

"Hey," I said tiredly.

"What's wrong," He asked.

"Evanne caught something, she's upstairs with a fever." I replied.

"I knew something was up when she didn't wake up first this morning." He said thinking.

"Yea, I should have realized something." I said feeling bad for not recognizing anything.

"Hey, don't feel bad, everyone gets sick." He told me rubbing my back.

I sniffled, "I guess, What'd you get me," I said perking up.

"Everything you told me," He said.

"Yay," I said clapping my hands for emphasis.

He chuckled and handed me some stuff to put in the fridgerater.

I put the stuff in leaving some out for my sandwich.

After we put the food up, I made my sandwich, or well, Troy made it. He said he didn't want me dropping anymore knives.

I rolled my eyes and went to check Evanne, she was asleep and her favorite song was on, Grease Lightening.

I tucked the blankets around her and turned the TV down.

I went back downstairs and ate my sandwich.

No one's pov

A week passed since Evanne was sick and today was the first day of third grade, she had skipped Kindergarten.

Evanne skipped downstairs with her recently straightened hair and painted fingernails.

They had gotten her last name changed to Bolton a few days ago.

"Daddy, I'm ready, take me to school," Evanne yelled gaily. (the old meaning)

"We have 20 minutes, why don't you eat breakfast." He yelled back to her.

"Fine," She huffed and stomped to the kitchen. She was happy as soon as she saw the fresh chocochunk pancakes. "YAY," She squealed.

She ate her pancakes and Troy took her to her new school, Ben Franklin.

They walked in the door and to her class. Right away Troy knew she would have problems fitting in, because this looked like the kinda school that everyone knew each other and was best friends at. All the preppy kids went to this kind of school.

He looked at Evanne one last time before he left, she was talking to a girl with brown hair.

He smiled and left to go pick Gabriella up for the doctor appointment.

Gabi's POV

Troy is on his way to pick me up for our appointment now. I'm kinda nervous. But excited too.

I heard him pull up and I ran to the door and opened it and ran to the car.

"You ready," He said rolling down the window.

"Of course, You," I asked opening the door and climbing in.

"Yea, duh," he said as he pulled out of the driveway and headed toward the clinic.

We reached the clinic a few minutes later and walked in.

We checked in and they called us back a few minutes later.

The doctor made me drink a lot of water and pee in a cup. After that, she took the pee and tested it and came in smiling.

"Well, it seems that you are indeed pregnant," Dr. Szymanski told us. "Would you like to see the baby," She asked.

"Yes," We both said immediately.

"Ok, this will be pretty cold," She said putting a gel on my stomach. I tensed up and squealed. It was freaking cold.

She pressed a little machine on my stomach and moved it around before stopping.

"Ok, there is your baby, looks healthy so far," She said smiling at us.

"That's great," Troy said.

"Would you like pictures," She asked us.

"Yes, Please," I said with excitement in my voice.

She pushed a button and left the room to get the pictures. A few moments later, she returned with a small envelope.

"Here you go," She told us handing it to us.

"Thank you," I said and we left the clinic and went to ABC for lunch, more commonly know as Atlanta Bread Company. I got noodles and Troy got a pizza. We ate our food and talked.

"What do you want the baby to be," He asked me.

"I want a boy, I already have a girl." I said. "What about you," I added.

"I want a girl, because I didn't get to see Evanne grow up," He said.

I smiled and squeezed his hand.

"Well either one, I'll be happy," I said.

"Me too," He said.

I noticed him fidgeting, "What's wrong." I asked.

"Well, my parents called and they're coming down next month. And they expect to stay with me," He said nervously.

"By then I'll be showing and they don't even know about Evanne, and your dad hates me." I said freaking out.

"He only hated me because I wasn't practicing enough. And I have been going to all the practices" He said.

"I guess, we have to tell them eventually, we can't just send them a wedding invite...wait, can we." I asked.

"We have to tell them," Troy said to me.

"Fine" I huffed playfully.

"Good," He said. We finished eating and left to go get Evanne.

When we picked her up, she was nearly in tears.

"Evvie, What's wrong," I asked her worriedly.

"Everyone hates me, They said I'm a baby and I would never have friends," She cried.

"Evanne, don't worry, Me and daddy will take you to school tomorrow." I told her as she cried into my shoulder.

"Ok," She whimpered.

We drove home and she went to her room.

"I hope she makes friends," I told Troy.

"Me too," He replied.

Trivia

What has 7 letters

is greater than God

is more evil than the devil

poor people have it

rich people need it

if you eat it you will die