Okay, so, I was writing a chapter about telling Moseby and Tutweiller about Bailey's pregnancy, but I deleted it cause it was too long and boring. Mainly, when Bailey told Tutweiller, she was shocked and yelled at her at first, but she promised to help. She IS a girl, too, after all! When Bailey told Moseby, he was REALLY shocked and almost fainted. He didn't yell or raise his voice, but he did question her a lot about the baby and her plans. Once he was satisfied, he dismissed her. Well, now the teachers know. The next thing that they're waiting for is when everyone else finds out...

Month 4, week 2...

Class was just about to end. Bailey was playing around with her pencil in her seat and waiting for the rest of the class to catch up. She reached into her pocket and pulled out four crackers. Ever since she had her first morning sickness experience, Bailey had hidden a couple crackers in her pocket, and would steal some in the middle of class when no one was looking. Not only did it soothe her stomach, but it was a nice power snack. She looked around again to see if no one was looking, and when she saw that everyone's eyes were on the board, she began to rub her stomach. She was really beginning to show. Not too much, but enough for Bailey to notice. She didn't try to hide it, but she started asking for some of Miss Tutweiller's clothes. Today, she was wearing a large green, puffy shirt decorated with a single white bow by the neck and a pair of baggy jeans. Cody looked up from his row, three in front of hers, and smiled. Bailey looked so cute when she played with and talked to the baby. Well, she talked to and played with her stomach, but... you get it. Bailey looked up and smiled. She mouthed, Meet me in the hall after class. Cody nodded and blew her a kiss before he turned around. Bailey caught it in her right hand and put it on her lips. She giggled and began to write down the new facts Tutweiller had on the board.

Just then, Zack leaned over and asked, "What month?" Bailey leaned over and looked at Zack's composition book. Only eight of the twenty-seven facts were written down. She looked up at him and said, "When you write down nineteen more facts, I'll tell you." Zack gave Bailey a look and turned back to his paper. His pencil was writing so fast, it looked like a yellow blur. Kind of like a butterfly. Bailey thought, chuckling and turning back around. She gave her stomach one last rub and closed her text book.

"Alright, class," Miss Tutweiler screeched so loud the students all jumped in their seats, "tonight, I'd like you all to study pages 62-65 in your Algebra Alive math books."

"Wait a second," London said. "Is there a quiz tomorrow?"

"Yes."

All of a sudden, the whole class erupted into a loud, long, echoing "BOOOOOOOO!" Someone even threw a piece of crumpled paper at Tutweiler's desk.

"Okay, okay...... OKAY! ENOUGH, CLASS, OR ELSE I'LL HAVE MR. MOSEBY COME IN AND SCREAM AT YOU!" Zack, of course, started laughing. Miss Tutweiler gave him a look, but he just couldn't stop. She crossed the room, tossed her hair over her shoulder, and bent down so that she was eye-level with Zack.

"Why is this so funny, Zachary? Do you like it when Mr. Moseby yells so loud he breaks your fucking eardrums?" Zack managed to stop giggling and straightened up in his seat. He went back to writing his notes. Tutweiller stood up, cleared her throat, and went back to her desk.

"Ooh, Miss Tutweiller said a swear word!" some immature guy shouted from the back. Miss Tutweiller shot him a look and he pointed to the person next to him.

"Ugh," Bailey whispered, putting her books into her bag.

"What?!" Zach whispered back angrily. "Are you going to puke again?"

"Zach, you know I haven't been getting sick for about a week. I just wish I didn't always have to sit next to the class-" Bailey paused to search for the right word. - "Jackass." Zach turned his head sharply and gave her the finger. Bailey rolled her eyes and stood up just as the bell rang. She went up to the front of the class to help Miss Tutweiller erase the blackboard.

"Wait WAIT!" Zach yelled, still sitting in his chair. "I still need to copy the notes!"

"Maybe next time, you'll decide to get down to business instead of laughing at me and throwing papers at me." Miss Tutweiller said, smiling at Bailey and going back to the board. Zach shook his head and walked out of the classroom. Bailey kept wiping the board, but she didn't feel like talking. Unfortunately, that's exactly what Tutweiller wanted to do.

"Do you still have morning sickness, Bailey?" she asked, putting the eraser down and walking to the crumpled piece of paper on the floor next to her desk.

"No. Well, not really. The last time I had it was last Wednesday."

"It must be a relief."

"Yeah." There was an awkward silence. Bailey walked to the back of the classroom to look out the window a moment. She felt her hand rub her stomach softly. This reminded her of the day before the Deep Sea Dance. She was on the edge of her bed, watching the waves out at sea, feeling the boat rock ever so slightly. Those were the days. She wished for those days back.

"Bailey, I'd like you to know that I took a trip to the pregnancy botique yesterday and I bought you some clothes. I hung them up in your closet." Bailey stopped rubbing her stomach and looked up.

"Where are my other clothes?" she asked, walking closer to her.

"I asked London to fold them up and put them under your bed. They should be under there."

"Thank you. I was planning on shopping there sometime next week, but thank you. I'll have London bring you your clothes and put them on your bed."

"Now, I'll let you go. I think someone's waiting for you." Miss Tutweiller motioned to the door, where Bailey saw Cody waiting right outside it, practically pressing his face on the small glass window. Bailey smiled and waved to her teacher before opening the door. Miss Tutweiller waved back and went to work on the pile of papers stacked on her desk. She couldn't help but think about how Bailey must feel. She picked up her head and looked out the window to see what she was doing. Cody was handing her a bag of chips, and put his arm around her. Bailey smiled and gave him a peck on the cheek, then walked around the corner until they were out of sight.

Cody spent the night with Bailey. After all, it was a Friday night, and what else did he have to do? Bailey and Cody spent the night going through bags of crackers, cartons of ice cream, and jars of pickles, talking about school and current events, and ending the long day with a movie. Juno, to be exact. The couple snuggled up on Bailey's bunk with a warm blanket and a bowl of popcorn. London sat on her bunk, knitting and occasionally glancing at not just the movie, but at Bailey and Cody. They were so cute together! She couldn't help it!

Bailey thought that this was practically their (her and Cody's) story. She had sex with her best friend in high school and ended up getting pregnant. She didn't almost have an abortion or visit a semi-perfect family for the baby, but it was still pretty much the same. Cody was thinking about the same thing, but tried not to because it felt awkward.

"Oh my god!" London exclaimed near the end of the movie.

"What?" Bailey whispered, trying to enjoy a quiet movie with her boyfriend.

"This is our high school story! I'm Leah, Cody's Paulie, and you're Juno!" Bailey thought about London, Cody, and herself as these characters, and after a minute, she laughed.

"I guess so." she said, looking up at Cody and smiling.

"No comment." Cody said, looking down at her and laughing.

"Shut up." Bailey said, trying not to laugh too hard. Cody leaned down and gave Bailey a kiss on her lips. Just then, she heard Leah shout to Juno, "Y' know, you could go into early labor sucking face like that!" She pulled away and laughed so hard she wet her pants a little. Cody blushed and stopped watching the movie. The timing was too perfect.

Right before Bailey fell asleep, there was a hard knock on the door. Cody buttoned the last button on his nightshirt and ran to get the door. It was Mr. Moseby. Cody gasped for air and took a seat in the chair by the door. Bailey sat up, rubbed her eyes briefly, and stood up.

"Mr. Moseby? What's going on?"

"Why is Cody in your room, miss Pickett?"

"He's spending the night. Do you have a problem with that?" Cody looked petrified. He couldn't do much, so he just sat in the chair and stared at them yell at each other.

"Miss Pickett, Cody hasn't been assigned to this room, so I am afraid he can't stay."

"That's bullshit!"

"That's the rules!"

"The rules don't make any sense!"

"Yes they do!"

"How so?"

"People of the opposite sex cannot sleep together in the same room because we don't want anyone to engage in anything sexual and lead to a situation like yours!" Bailey took her hand off her hip and wrapped it around her stomach. Her eyes got big and her mouth dropped extremely low.

"Is that what the rule really is? Or are you just trying to turn me into a wreck by not letting me spend time with my boyfriend, the father of my child?" Mr. Moseby looked at Cody, who was giving him a 'get out' look and looked at Bailey again.

"I can assure you these are the rules, Miss Pickett and Mr. Martin. Cody, can you come with me?" Cody stayed in his chair and continued to glower at Moseby.

"Listen, Moseby, I know we had sex and I know she's pregnant, but that's not going to stop me from being with her. She needs me now, more than she's ever needed me before, and if spending the night is going to make her feel better, then god damn it, I'm staying! I'm sure you'd do the same if you're girlfriend was in the same condition." Bailey looked at Cody, impressed he stood up for her. And to Mr. Moseby! He deserved a gold medal!

"Fine. Spend the night. Go against the rules. I'm not going to get further involved in this situation. I'll help you, Bailey, but when it's over, I'm not going to continue this service of love and peace." With that, he slammed the door and stormed away.

A few students in the hall, who had just happened to be walking by, stopped and listened to the argument.

"Bailey's pregnant?" one whispered excitedly.

"And Cody's the father?" another one asked.

"Come on! Let's spread the word!" another one said, and they ran down the hall to tell their friends.

Back in the room, Bailey was crying on Cody's arm in bed. London was fast asleep, and Cody was stroking Bailey's head, trying to make her feel better without talking to her. She told him she wasn't in the mood to talk. Now, they both knew how much of an ass Moseby was, and that they needed to watch out for him the next couple months. Finally, Cody turned off the lamp light, and silence fell over the whole boat.

SOOOO SORRY FOR THE WAIT! I was really busy all this summer, but now I can write some more chapters before school! Thanks soooo much for being patient! I love you all!