Bad reputation- Avril Lavigne style (originally by Joan Jett)

February 15th SPOV

Just another day Sam. I thought as I looked in the mirror. Maybe he won't notice. It wouldn't look right at school. Tucking the ring in its box and stuffing in a drawer I reached for my jeans.

"Ugh" I groaned."

"What's wrong?" he said wrapping his arms around my waist.

"My jeans... just don't fit me like they should." I pouted.

"Well I think you look absolutely beautiful." he said kissing my neck.

"Oh well thats hardly a compliment seeing as you think I look beautiful in everything. Or absolutely nothing." I grinned as he nibbled my ear. "We can't stay home another day." I laughed as I pushed him gently.

He laughed as he fell on the bed. "Tease me why don't cha."

"You know you love it" I smiled as I went to apply my face.

Feb 17th 11:50 am.

"Guess who got voted most likely to end up on the back of a milk box drink?" Carly said joining us in the cafeteria.

"Who?" Gibby asked.

"Sam!" Carly laughed.

"Well its possible. It would say have you seen Samantha Puckett- wanted for being Bad-ass" I smiled as I held up my milk carton. "I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation" This got a laughter around the table. "Come on Carly lets get something. Mama's hungry."

Note to self- No more referring to yourself as Mama.

"Sure she is. She's always been hungry."

"Hey now I have an excuse."

"Next" The lunch lady said.

"Sam you can't eat all that greasy food." Carly scolded as two greasy bacon cheeseburgers were placed on my tray. "You have to eat healthy."

"Carly, I've never eaten a healthy meal." I argued on our way back to the table.

"But you have to start taking vitamins and eating healthier for the baby."

"Carly. You're living in the past it's a new generation. A girl can do what she wants to do and that's what I'm gonna do.

I sat down next to Freddie and he placed a kiss on the side of my head before resting his arm on the back of my chair.

Freddie asked, "Sam? Where's your ring?"

Carly choked on her chocolate milk, "Ring?"

"I.. uh.. left it at home. Didn't want to lose it?"

"Freddie got you a ring and you didn't show me?" Carly questioned.

"It's not much but she said yes so I had to get her it."

It's at that point I realized that everything is spinning wildly out of control.

Carly glared but it was a soft kind of glare. "How could you not tell me?"

Gibby finally caught on to the conversation, "YOUR GETTING MARRIED!" , and yelled it across the lunch room.

Carly stuffed an apple into his mouth continued in a yelling whisper., "I'm your best friend. How could you?"

I grabbed her arm and we walked into the deserted hallway. "I was scared." I said. She pitied me, I could see it in her eyes. Or was she too, afraid? "Carly, I'm terrified. I don't know how to be a wife. Or a mother. What if... What if I turn out like my mother? Or worse?"

"Sam. You won't turn out like your mother. You may be your mothers child but your not your mom. And you know what you wanted or needed from your mom so you'll be able to do that for your child."

"You think so?"

"Sam you can do whatever you put your mind to. Remember when you won that pageant show. That girl had 97 wins."

"99"

"Whatever! You get my point. You beat her because your an amazing person, Sam. And you'll be an amazing mother and wife."

Don't cry Sam. Don't.

"Sam are you-"

"Shut up." I laughed as I hugged her. "Stupid hormones."

When we parted I noticed she had a tear in her eye as well. "So" she softly laughed, "When are you getting married?"

"We don't have a date set."

"Let me take care of it! Please. Think of it as my wedding gift."

"Nothing big. Promise?"

"Ohh alright. Promise."

Feb 28

10:34am OBGYN appointment.

"I hate these stupid gowns they make you wear."

"You hate everything!" Freddie laughed as he helped me onto the bed at the hospital.

Dr. Jones walked in the room smiling as a nurse walked pass. "Miss Puckett. How are you feeling today?"

"Dizzy, but that's been nothing new."

"Dizziness and nauseousness is not uncommon for pregnancies you do know?" he chuckled.

"Yeah yeah. Get on with it doc."

"Alright I'd like to do an ultrasound to do a check on the baby." He said putting some plastic thing over a long plastic tube. "Feet up please." he said sliding out middle things to put my feet on. I did not like where this was going.

"Hey uh doc. Your not going to..." Freddie asked.

"Yes. In order to get a fetal ultrasound this goes into the vagina.

"And your the smart one" I thought to myself.

"Oi Vey!" he said.

"Hey be thankful its not going into you." I said resting my head on the pillow. I closed my eyes and counted to 10.

"Well well. Looks like your having twins."

"Twins! You gotta be shitting me!" I yelled as Freddie hit the floor with a plunk.

"Don't worry about him! He's hit been hit much harder than he hit the ground." I told the doctor who was looking worried as I looked at the picture on the screen.

Later in the day.

"Where have you guys been all day." Carly said in 7th hour study hall.

"O.B.G.Y.N." Freddie said.

"Long story short, we're having twins." I sighed as put my bag on the table for a pillow.

"OH MY GOD! Your serious!"

"Here's pictures from the ultrasound" Freddie said as he, being a proud but scared shitless father pulled out the pictures.

"They're so tiny!" Carly giggled. "Do you know when your due?"

"They're expected in September." Freddie answered for me.

"You know how little I give a damn 'bout my bad reputation but could we have this conversation at home." I asked lifting my head off the table.
"Alright don't get your panties in a bunch." Carly smirked. "Anyway. I've picked a date for your wedding."

"How soon?" I asked not because I was eager for it, but to know how soon my life would change.

"I was thinking Spring break. You shouldn't be showing that much by then. And this way your kids wont be born out of wedlock."

"2 months! How do you expect to have all this planned in time."

"I have Spencer to help. Spencer has Socko."

"And money?"

"Well we'll cross that bridge another time."

"Socko's cousin Taylor has some beautiful dresses that are inexpensive and suited for the job Sam. He's bringing them to the apartment tonight. And Freddie I'm having him send over some tux's for you. But I'll have Spencer bring them because you cant see Sam in the dress until the day of."

"Carly your killing me here." I groaned with my eyes still closed as I rested on my bag.

"You guys have only one thing to plan."

"That is?" Freddie asked. I could already tell what was going on in her lollipop filled mind.

"Your honeymoon!"

I don't give a damn
'Bout my reputation
I've never been afraid of any deviation
An' I don't really care
If ya think I'm strange
I ain't gonna change
An' I'm never gonna care
'Bout my bad reputation

This was an unbelievably hard chapter to write. I could not come up with a song for it for the longest time and without one its just way too short. ... So either you were unsatisfied with chapter 17 or it sucked. Well i hope this one is better