Sally was a few months pregnant now and it showed just slightly. She sat between Pinky Gauthier and Derby Harington… She was supposed to be between Pinky and Tom Gurney, but Tom flunked.
"I cannot believe you're pregnant!" Pinky whispered, as if she and Sally were old pals.
Sally nodded, "Yeah…" what more was there to say to Pinky.
"Do you know if it's a boy or a girl?" she asked.
With a sighed, Sally answered, "We don't know. We don't want to know until it's born."
"Oh." And Pinky was quiet a moment. "Then how will you know what to name it?"
Derby looked over, "What does that matter, Pinky?"
Pinky shrugged, "I want to know."
"We won't know the name until he or she is born. Some babies have a name that suites them, and some don't." Sally answered quietly.
She was hoping Johnny wasn't plagued by stupid questions and creepy cousins in the back.
Johnny was in the last row between Gord Vendome and Gordon Wakefield with Tad Smith in front of him.
"Lola once thought she was pregnant after a night out with me but it turned out she was wrong." Gord sniffed.
Gordon rolled his eyes.
Johnny looked at him, "Tha's nice fairy. I had 'bout twenty times when she though' she was preg-o with me, too, but she miscarried or so she said." he leaned back in his seat and kicked at the ground.
Mary and Sally had forced him to go to the damn ceremony and he'd have given anything to be shot in the head and killed instead. He didn't like the robes they made them wear. Men in dark blue women in looked over Pinky to Sally, "I hope it's a girl!" he grinned, "I think you two should have a little girl."
Pinky giggled, "Oh, yes."
Sally chuckled, "I'll get right on that."
Gord huffed, "Just proves you're a horn dog, Vincent."
Zoe, who sat in front of Gordon turned, "Shut up you idiot. Leave Johnny alone. Him having a kid just means he isn't some freak like you." she hissed, tired of Vendome's incessant talking.
Johnny grinned, "Hear that, fairy? I'm not a freak." he mocked himTed and Damon looked over, Ted over his shoulder, and Damon had to lean to glare at Gord from his other side of Gordon. Both jocks, now looking very menacing growled: "Shut. Up."Hal smiled brightly at her, "Cool."Casey leaned forward and tapped Sally on the shoulder, "How far are ya anyway?" he asked, wanting to be in the was droning on and on about how upstanding their class was. He kept waving his arms and raising his voice and motioning to the parents, specifically the group for the preps where Mary and Dillon sat.
Sally smiled at Casey "A few months… End of winter conception."
Derby shook his head, "Does Vincent even want a child?"
Snorting softly, Sally nodded, "Yep."
"That's so sweet." Pinky nearly squealed, earning a look from everyone around her.
Karl Branting turned and looked at Pinky warningly, then looked at Sally, "You're too young for children."
Sally chuckled, "Tell that to the fourteen-year-olds poppin' kids out."
Mandy leaned forwards from between Damon West and Norton Williams to glare at Gord, "Be quiet you idiot. Leave Johnny and Sally alone. Just because you got your disease ridden whore does not make you a shining example for every other guy in our class." she hissed.
Zoe snickered, covering up her laughter, "You have been hanging out with Sally too much." she told Mandy, who smiled proudly.
"Sally's awesome. I'd be stupid if I didn't learn something from her." Mandy admitted.
Casey rolled his eyes, "Aw, jeez, why's everyone up in your grill?" he asked, annoyed. Casey hated when people were in other people's stared, "Fuck! Mandy! You got a brain!" he cried dramatically, earning stares from others.
Sally glanced back, thinking she had heard Johnny cry something out, then she looked at Casey, "I know, right?"
Mandy smiled, blushing, "Thank you!"
"This is preposterous!" Gord hissed.
"Do shut up, Gord." Justin Vandervelde hissed. "It is obvious that every one is on Vincent and Giovanno's side! Plus, th'two saved us from that fire, remember?"
"Yeah! I saved ya gay fairy ass!" he grinned, acting stupid just for the hell of had looked back too and so had Hal and Cabblesnitch but none said anything. Casey and Crabblesnitch didn't know Johnny's voice all that well to know it was him who cried out but Mary, Dillon and the Greasers would know.
Dillan shared a small glance with Mary who didn't know if she should be upset or something else, but settled for shrugging.
Jimmy then leaned forwards, "Hey, Sally? What'd Johnny shout out for?"
Sally shrugged, "Fuck if I know!"
Karl turned around again, "Keep it down."
Sally scoffed at him, "Or else what? You'll chase me back to my apartment and keep me there for an hour doing my own dishes? Please… Just mind your own business! I'm a pregnant chick and I had an attitude before hand, so just fuck off."
Casey laughed, "In your face." he mocked, grinning. The jocks and greasers had begun to run wild while she was pregnant. None of the Prefects wanted to deal with her like that.
Karl frowned, but turned around, muttering about 'Dishes' and 'Apartments' and somewhere in there, a 'Dirty Pregnant Woman'.
Sally made a disgusted face, then shook her head, "Gross."
Pinky and Derby even cringed away from the Prefect.
"You ought'a tell Johnny that." Hal smirked, "Prefect or no- Johnny won't care about kickin' his ass."
Sally rolled her eyes, "Why cause a commotion when it can easily be ignored?" she leaned forwards, tapping Karl's shoulder, "Would you act upon those incoherent mutterings?"
He stared wide eyed at her, "Uh, no."
"Promise?" she gave him a 'no nonsense' glare.
Karl nodded, "I swear. I'm not really into red heads. Nor tan chicks."
Sally sat back with a smile and looked at Hal, "See? Nothing to worry about."
Hal frowned, "But... I think it would be funny." he pouted.
"Are you that bored that you have to resort to ill will unto others and violence, Hal?"
Hal blinked, "He just said a bunch of big words and now you said like... four so... Yes." he nodded finally
Sally glanced at Pinky who shrugged, then Derby who rolled his eyes, "Don't look at me, he's your friend, Giovanno."
She finally turned back to Hal and decided a simple, "What?" would suffice.
"I'm BORED." he whined, "Ya'll are usin' big words I just don't get!" he exclaimed.
Sally rolled her eyes, "Why do all the males I know need violence when bored?"
"It's how we are, Giovanno. You'd get less of it if you had chosen me at the Christmas Party." Derby stated smugly.
"Please, Derby…" she began, "Do shut up."
"And have some snooty brat?" Hal snorted "Not a chance. Sally. Never." he smiled because he knew there was no need to tell her that.
"There is nothing wrong with Blue Blood." Derby hissed.
"Tch! Oh, yeah… There aren't STD's that you all get or incurable genetic deformities that you all get from inbreeding… Nothing wrong at all." Sally snorted, crossing her arms.
Derby glared, "Not all of us are weaklings in that manner, Giovanno. I assure you."
Her hand came up, "Quiet time."
Flabbergast, Derby went to speak again, when she repeated the motion, "Quiet. Time."
Hal and Casey paused, glanced at each other then burst out laughing at the absurdity of it. How unexpected and seemingly out of character for Sally to act like that.
Derby blushed as just about all attention was given to the one row. Sally soon laughing herself realizing the situation was quickly getting out of control and she didn't give a fuck!
Jimmy started chuckling, then joined in the laughter.
"What is this nonsense? What's going on?" Crabblesnitch bellowed, only causing more laughter to erupt from the Graduating class.
No one could sputter any answers and parents watched in horror as one of the highlighting points of their lives was interrupted and the solemn atmosphere Crabblesnitch had tried to create was destroyed.
Sally finally sighed and settled down, then stood up, walking to Crabblesnitch, "Listen, Dr. You're killing us. Just say that we can go and you'll never see most of us again."
He blinked at her, "What? But the speech and-"
"Enough! We get it! You like the attention and the whole procedure, but we just want to go, Doc. Let us go." she smiled encouragingly.
He nodded, "Fine… Seems I can't win this in any fashion…" and he turned to the mic, "I present to the world, the graduation class of 2009 of Bullworth Academy! Congratulations graduates." and he walked away in a huff to Ms. Danver's who quickly catered to his ego.
Sally turned to her fellow graduates with a wide grin before throwing her hands into the air, "WOOOO!" causing many of the grads to stand and throw their caps up, exclaiming similarly with her.
Dillan sighed and shook his head, but couldn't help the fond smile that graced his lips, "That's my girl."
Mary chuckled, "Mine too, dear."
Johnny came up to her in a second- she hadn't even seen him slink through the crowds until he hopped up and landed in front of her and hugged her, "YES!" he cried excitedly not hugging her too tightly but tight the Jocks and Greasers crowded up around the two, "Alrigh'! We're graduates!" Norton shouted pumping his fists in the were coming down to meet their children and take pictures of them and their friends.
Mary and Dillan made their way to the large group, Dillan engulfing Sally in a hug as Mary attempted NOT to embarrass Johnny.
"Oh, I'm so proud of you, Johnny!" she exclaimed.
"Always the center of attention, Sally." Dillan smirked.
Johnny blushed, "Mama stop fussin' over the dam- er- dang hat" he said and took off the graduation cap and pushed it down to his side.
Sally shrugged, "I'm pregnant, not dead. But I was gonna die if Crab kept talking! My God! How could anyone sit through that bullshit?"
Dillan shook his head, "Always a wise ass, huh?"
"And don't you forget it." she grinned.
Mary laughed and began to fuss over Johnny's hair, "Did you even bother to take a shower last night or even brush your hair this morning?"
Johnny blushed, "Mama." he said moving her arms away, "Yes. Sally made me. Stop fussin'!"
He glanced at Sally and Dillon- praying they'd liberate him from her insistent nit-picking.
Dillan glanced over, "So! Shall we go to a restaurant?"
Sally nodded and looked to Johnny. He'd graduated, she'd graduated, the guys, bother hers and his, graduated… It was a happy time!
Johnny smiled thankfully, "Awesome!"
Eagerly he, and the other Greasers, yanked off the robes returning to their natural attire. Johnny popped the collar of his jacket and looked at Dillon, Sally and Mary, "Let's go then." and he grabbed Sally's hand and tugged them forward.