"The instructions say that you can pee on the stick, or pee in a cup and put the stick in the cup. It's your choice. When I took one, I had problems with peeing on the stick. It's kinda hard." Candace stood outside the door as Stephanie stood in the bathroom with the pregnancy test stick.
"Go get me a cup. I'm not about to fail at this." She opened the door, "or just get me like a bowl that I can throw away. I think I have paper bowls on top of the refrigerator."
"Why would you have paper bowls?" Candace grabbed the plastic package of bowls, "I can't get over how awesome this is. If you have a baby, can it call me Auntie? I've always wanted to be called Auntie, but I don't think my brother plans on having kids."
"Shut up Candace. I'm trying to think positive." Steph snatched the bowl from her friend and slammed the bathroom door.
"You need to realize that thinking positive is actually being pregnant, convincing this Paul guy that you love him, and getting married. That's positive." Candace opened the fridge as she waited, "and then, after you're married, that's when you can tell him the truth. You can tell him that you lied and wanted to get pregnant and all that, and maybe by that time, you will love him too."
"I can't tell him that." Stephanie came out, "I have to wait two minutes. It's on the bathroom counter. I don't think I can look at it. You have to read it for me."
"Hell yeah I will." She grabbed Steph's hands, "I will be there for you no matter what. Even though you know what I want for you…" Before she could finish, the front door opened and Paul walked inside, "oh, I'll be waiting in the bathroom, I think I just got my period, let me take my purse." She grabbed her purse and shut the bathroom door.
He looked up at Steph, "I thought you were home by yourself." He got his key out of the lock, "who's that?" He asked in a whisper.
"That's my friend Candace. We worked together, and we got fired on the same day." Stephanie waited till the door closed to get close to him, "I can tell her to leave if you don't want her here."
"I don't care. Its fine with me that she's here." He put his arms around her, "I have a bad day and when I see you, my day just totally turns around." He kissed her.
"Sorry to interrupt." Candace came out of the bathroom, "but, um, Stephanie, we need to talk in the bedroom, or other bathroom, or somewhere. I need to talk to you, it's personal."
"Oh, okay, I'll be right back Paul." She smiled and followed Candace to her bedroom, "what's going on?" She flinched when Candace slammed the bedroom door, "is it the test? What did it say?"
"Why don't you look for yourself." She held the plastic stick to Steph's face, "what do you think of that? You know what that means right?"
As Steph read it, she saw her life flash before her eyes. It was a plus sign. It was telling her she was indeed pregnant, "okay, now I have to call my doctor. Because sometimes you can get a false positive."
"So you think it's wrong? Okay. Well how about you take the other one tomorrow morning? You have to do it the first time you go to the bathroom. Then you'll know if its wrong or not."
"I will. Tomorrow morning." Stephanie smiled, "now, um, you have to go home." She felt bad for telling her to just leave, but Paul being there seemed like more of a priority.
"Whoa, what? Why do I have to go home? He's here! If he can be here, I have the same right to be here." She opened her door, "you'd better hide that test somewhere, somewhere where 'you-know-who' isn't gonna find it."
"I'm gonna put it in my other room. He wouldn't just go in there." They opened the door to her closet bedroom and put the tests and box on her chair, "alright, let's go out there, you just stay then. If you must."
"Well yeah, I have to stay. I haven't even met this guy. I have to make sure he's not like, super weird and you just can't see it." They came back into the living room, trying not to act suspicious.
"Uhm, so, hi." Paul stuttered, "you must be Candace. I'm Paul, Paul Levesque." He held his hand out, only to be ignored.
"So what are we eating for dinner?" Candace asked, a smirk on her face, "I could eat right now? I'm freaken hungry." She started to look through the kitchen.
"I'm really sorry." Stephanie whispered in Paul's direction. As much as she wanted Candace and Paul to meet, this wasn't the time, "Candace, come here," she pulled her friend aside, "stop it, you're embarrassing me. Look how he's looking at us. Just stop."
"Stop what? What am I doing?" Candace rolled her eyes, "if he likes you, he'll like your friends too." She patted her shoulders, "anyway, so what's for dinner?"
"Steph, are you hungry? I could take you guys out somewhere if you want." Paul sat at the kitchen table, "where should we go? We could have Mexican food, Italian food, Chinese food, or something else. You guys can decide."
"Chinese food sounds really good." Stephanie held her stomach, "what do you think Candace? I'm getting my jacket."
"Sounds fine to me." Her and Paul watched her walk away, "so, where'd you guys meet?" She looked at Paul.
He sat back and stared at her, "in the Comcast store." He felt uncomfortable with Candace looking him up and down, "how long have you known Stephanie?"
"A few years." She smiled flirtatiously, "you have any brothers?" She seemed to be getting closer, "how much do you like Stephanie?"
"I don't have any brothers. I do have two sisters though." He stood up, "are you almost ready Steph?" He was nervous, "I like her a lot, why?"
"Just asking." She chewed on her fingernail, "she's really lucky. To find someone as nice as I've heard you are, and cute too."
"What are you doing?" Stephanie stood in the hallway with a puzzled stare, Paul was slowly trying to move towards the living room, out of the kitchen, "Candace?"
"Nothing, we were just talking." She laughed nervously, seeming flustered, "I asked if he had any brothers, that's all."
"Um, okay." Paul nodded, "who's hungry? Let's go eat, and I'll get us a table somewhere on the way there." He had already gotten the door open, "come on babe, let's go."