Lollipops are for Kids

Ch 10

Oliver and Lilly got to spend some time together in the remaining weeks of summer and were a little worried about school, but the school year came around, as always, and they went back. For the first month and a half, no one even knew that there was anything different about Lilly. She still surfed, hung out with Miley and Oliver, and still ate like a guy, but by the middle of her fourth month of pregnancy she was beginning to show. Joannie of all people was the first person to notice, much to Lilly's annoyance.

"Truscott, are you…no, Oliver isn't like that. I suppose you've just gained some weight," Lilly's arch rival commented one day during gym class.

"I'm not getting fat, Joannie," Lilly replied, trying not to take the bait, but failing when the other girl crossed her arms and opened her mouth again.

"Either you're putting on some poundage or you're preggers."

"Take the hint and go away," Miley advised the offending girl, stepping up to Lilly's side.

"We'll all find out soon enough," Joannie told the girls. "You might be able to hide that little belly now, but soon it's going to get bigger. Unless you really are just getting fat."

"You jealous that Oliver didn't like you enough to sleep with you?" Lilly asked when the girl turned up her nose. "I don't think anyone with two good eyes would really want to go there, but it's no reason to go around assuming that people are either fat or pregnant, just because they're dating your ex…"

"Truscott, I'm the one who wouldn't sleep with him…that's the reason we broke up…"

Things were getting nasty and Miley decided to step in again, not wanting Lilly to hurt someone who could possibly hurt the baby. "Look, bologna head, if you don't get out of here I'll let everyone know that you've been stalking my brother. And I've got proof. He thinks it's cute, but I've got photographic proof that you kept his dirty boxer shorts when you broke into his room last month."

Joannie glowered at Miley. "I'll be watching you," she added in a low voice to Lilly before turning on her heel and flouncing away.

"I'm pregnant and people are going to find out," Lilly said, sinking onto one of the benches. "I hadn't even thought of what they would think about me…what am I going to do?"

"You're going to be pregnant and tell them to get out of the way. Oliver and I will keep them from running their mouths too much," Miley assured her. "Besides, no one thinks you're skanky…they won't think that just because you and Oliver are going to have a baby either."

"Right. I'm going to be known as the skanky surfer who spawned a squirt," Lilly sighed.

"Enough with the alliteration, Lils…I know you like English, but that's just crazy." Miley sighed. "No one is going to think that about you…and if they do, I'll change their minds."

"Yeah right, Miley. Maybe I should just think about getting a GED."

"You are not quitting school," Miley said firmly. "Do you want your baby to be proud of you?" Lilly nodded with a sigh. "Ok, then stay in school and tell the rest of the world to kiss off. They'll get over it…it's not like you're doing anything wrong. Just a little…early." Lilly didn't feel much better about it after talking to Miley, but she did agree with her. She was determined to stay in school for the sake of her child. People were going to talk, but she would just have to learn to deal with it, she told herself. She sighed again, steeling herself for the craziness that was sure to come once people found out about her situation.

Things weren't as bad as Lilly had imagined when the rumor got around the school that she was having Oliver's child. People started looking at her a bit strangely, but other than the occasional weird look or girl wanting to know why she had done it, people mostly left her alone. She had a feeling that it was partly due to her status before she got pregnant and partly because of the warning that Oliver had given a crowd around her locker when they first started asking questions.

She had to admit that Oliver was really great about things. He got her things that she needed or wanted from the store or from Rico's, rubbed her back, and spent long afternoons with her just lying on the beach or watching a movie. She was very glad that it was Oliver who would be helping her through the entire pregnancy and not someone as daft as hottie Lamotti or some other guy who was falling all over Miley since she had gotten boobs over the summer.

"Mom's taking me to the doctor's office tomorrow for an ultrasound," she informed him one evening at the beginning of her fifth month. "The last time I went, they said they could tell me the sex this time. Do you want to come?"

"Sure," he replied almost instantly. "I shouldn't have any work to make up either. Tomorrow would have been a free day for me, pretty much."

"Awesome." Oliver took Lilly home every day that she didn't go over to Miley's and she was glad of that fact. She kissed him softly on the cheek before saying goodbye to him outside of her house, a little more excited about the prospect of a doctor's visit.

Oliver was at Lilly's house early the next day, ready to go and more than ready to find out whether his first child would be a boy or a girl. He was a little less excited when they arrived at the doctor's office and pictures of birthing covered the walls. "I dunno if I really want to do this," he told her, half jokingly. "It looks icky."

"Well your icky already caused the icky that will be coming out of me in a few months," she told him, so I don't think you have a choice about doing this."

Oliver blushed a bit and Mrs. Truscott laughed, then the three followed the nurse back into an exam room to wait for the doctor. Oliver was even less pleased about the process when he saw the more detailed pictures on the inside of one of the rooms. He shuttered, earned a smack from Lilly and reluctantly swallowed the rest of the comments that were dying to be expressed.

"You look good," the female doctor said upon examining Lilly. "And you're not that big for being 5 months along either. Are you ready for the ultrasound?"

"Yes," Lilly replied, holding onto Oliver's hand.

"You're a lucky man," the doctor told Oliver. "She's a strong girl and the baby looks very healthy. When's the wedding?"

"Not sure yet," Oliver told her, eyes not moving from the screen after the goo was applied to Lilly's belly and pictures started developing.

"Do you guys see that?" the doctor asked, pointing out a small glob on the baby. "You're going to have a boy."

"Really?" Oliver asked, standing up to touch the screen. "That's great." Lilly smiled at him. She was glad that he was so interested. He helped her clear the gel off of her belly when the doctor was finished, then rubbed the bulge gently. "There's a real little person in there," he commented.

"That's right," the doctor said, smiling. "You guys have a great day." She gave Lilly a few photos she had printed off, and then the Truscott's and Oliver left the room.

"You're a good man," Mrs. Truscott commented on the car ride back to their house.

"Thanks," he replied. "I'm pretty lucky though. This is amazing." He rubbed Lilly's belly again and helped her inside once they were at the house. "Do you mind if I stay with you for a while?" he asked.

"I'd like that," Lilly told him. They sat together in her room, simply being with each other until Mrs. Truscott announced that she was ordering pizza for dinner. Oliver was amazed by the things that were happening with Lilly and she couldn't have been happier at that moment.