The whole class sat there and stared directly at me. I know he didn't need to say it at that point. Everyone knew just what he meant. Everyone looked at me with shame and disgust. I began to rub the baby for some comfort, but everyone just continued to watch. Rubbing my extended stomach just seemed to confirm all the suspicions.

I sank deeper into my seat, almost to the point where I slid out of it entirely. My position displayed the baby bump plain as day. I don't care about that anymore. Everyone knows now. That was just one period. Just one...damn… period.

I threw my stuff right where I normally do. I unbuttoned my jacket to free my belly up and took a deep breath and sighed. I threw my body onto my bed and threw my head back. I looked back down at my extended stomach and rubbed the little bump in my shirt. At this point, I had a whole array of emotions running rampant at once.

Nebula pushed my blankets aside and sat right beside me. She brushed my bangs to the side and kissed my forehead. I wrapped my arms around her and rested my head on her lap. She rubbed my back and, in motherly voice, she said, "It's alright."

I buried my face into her stomach and said with a smile, "I know, babe." I sat up and brushed her bangs over to the left side of her face and put my hand on her cheek. I brought her close to me. She gladly partook from the embrace herself. I gently planted my lips on hers and gladly reaped what I sowed. She wrapped her arms around my lower back which helped me relieve a little back pain.

I enjoyed feeling her wet lips against mine and her tender breasts against mine. I felt myself sink into her body. She broke the embrace and nuzzled me, but Gwen and Octavia saw and looked a bit uncomfortable. We both noticed, and I felt so humiliated and felt like as if I was the one being rude. Nebula looked annoyed as they both stared.

I kissed her on the cheek when she dropped her guard, but a knock on the door caught us off guard and scared us both. Poor Nebula got hit with a double whammy of surprises. I got of her lap to let her answer the door, but Octavia had already answered it. "Is a Nebula Violette here?" asked the principal.

Nebula walked up behind Octavia, "She is."

"You are aware of your teammate's-"

"Yes. Yes, sir. She had already made me aware of her current… erm… condition." She gestured them inside.

"There's no need, Miss Violette. I just want to make you aware-"

"I'm keeping her on the team," she interrupted once more, "I know we won't be going on as many missions. In fact, we've already made our mission count for the whole time we're here at Shade in freshman year. We're fine."

Disgruntled, he replied, "Very well, Miss Violette," and left but not before placing surveillance equipment about. Sex out of wedlock is considered a watch-list offense. I peeked from just behind the wall ashamed and flabbergasted. Octavia put her hand on my shoulder with a look of concern all over her face. I turned to her and hugged her. It's not like she wanted me to or I wanted to, but I just felt the urge to. Gwen hugged me from behind and Tavi held me close to her chest.

I don't think I could've asked for a better team than Team NDGO. I broke from Octavia and walked towards Nebula. I looked her dead in the eyes with a look of shame and a child in need of comfort. She tried to smile, but she couldn't muster it. She threw her arms around me and kissed my cheek closer to my ear. I was so ashamed, but I didn't feel the need to cry.

I pulled away from Nebula and pulled my scroll out. "I'm calling out of work. I-I just can't today. I-I just-"

"We get it, Dew," Gwen stated.

"That's fine," Nebula said.

I called work and told them that there was some last minute family emergency, especially since my sister is very ill and has random seizures. Making an excuse was a breeze. Luckily my boss understood my situation though she blatantly knew I was lying, but I think she could hear it in my voice. "I'm heading to the trailer.I'm probably not going to be back until morning," I told my team.

"Dew," Nebula pleaded, "please don't go alone."

"I'll be fine. I've got-"

"I know what you've got there, Dew," she scolded. I wasn't thinking about my arsenal. Come to think of it, I wasn't even aware that Nebula even knew about it. It's not like I was contemplating that.

I sighed and said, "Fine. Anyone wanna join me?"

"Why not just stay here…" Tavi drifted off, "Oh… nevermind."

"I will," Nebula said nuzzling me.

I drew back a little and said, "Alright, alright." She tried to kiss me, but I pulled back because of the school's equipment. She looked a little shocked and disappointed at first before realizing the equipment was still there. The best I could do was throw my arm around her and rub her arm. Octavia and Gwen joined in for a small little group hug-like embrace. Octavia still cuddled me even after Nebula and Gwen broke off much like an older sister would do. She even cuddled the baby a bit.

We all kind of grew up in weird and broken families. I have two older half sisters who I could give less than a damn about anymore. Both of those assholes are dead to me. I'm the only one out of everyone on Team NDGO that doesn't come from a popular and prestigious Vacuean family. My parents divorced when I was young, my sisters always treated me like crap, and my family is super psycho religious. They'd burn me at the stake for getting pregnant. I guess that's why I become bitter about some things.

Nebula's family owns a famous manufacturing company who works side by side with the Schnee Dust Co. They are the Hitlers of Vacuo. They take pride in forcing faunus to work to their deaths so much, even documenting the poor faunus working to death. I don't how much longer it will be until there's another working Auschwitz. They are definitely one of those shady business partners of the Schnee Dust Co.

Nebula isn't like that at all. I mean, she came to Shade Combat Academy with that mentality before actually getting to meet and interact with fellow beings who share almost all characteristics of human beings in intellect, talent, skills, and whatever else. It took her a little while to realize that, but she's actually quite fond of faunus now more so than ever.

Gwen came from a long line of Atlesian royalty that ultimately lost all their power and money for the most part which is why they fled to Vacuo. Despite losing the royalty status a long time ago, the Darcys have remained popular icons. They have always, and still do, openly slaughter members of the GLBT+ community.

Unlike them, Gwen has a conscience and a heart capable of feeling sympathy. She was a shy and timid child even when we met her. She was a late bloomer unlike me who was incredibly early. She still looked like a cute little third grader until she was about fourteen when she hit puberty. She warmed up to the team with time especially after puberty. It just sucked that we had to help her with getting bras, training her to use the women's "luxury items", and talk about the lovely birds and the bees talks.

Octavia grew up with a family who was so stuck up and full of asskissers and cocksuckers. Her sister has some form of bipolar disorder and is now pregnant with another guy's baby again which she can't provide for on her own. Her family is notorious for working for the most infamous companies and being a load of knocked-up asskissers. They're notorious for parading the fact that they're going to heaven and fags will burn in hell. Ya, they're all saints.

Octavia couldn't take the drama anymore. Each and single everytime she goes over to visit them or help her sister with visitation of one of her many children, her hair is matted in a massive red mess, her face is devoid of color, and her eyes always hang low. Her family is always demanding that she bare children since it was considered selfish not to. Despite wanting a child she could consider her own, she has held out on making one for a bit. She always wanted to have a child, but she'd rather wait until her career took off or at least until she made a decent wage.

It's so weird how we all came from shattered families. It's so bizarre how a four white sheep from four flocks of black sheep could come together and form their own tiny flock. None of us considered our blood relatives to be considered family. We always got the blood-is-thicker-than-water bullshit excuse when it came to any problem with us and our families. Well, thicker doesn't always mean stronger. Thicker doesn't always mean sturdier. All thicker means is that it's thicker. That's it.

I went to my room and collected some things that would last me a few days. "If you really want to join me, Neb, get some stuff for tomorrow."

She kissed my cheek behind the wall separating the dining and living rooms. "Alright," she said smiling. Octavia pat and rubbed my back after I accompanied the two on the couch. Gwen cuddled with me and rubbed the baby. It felt a bit awkward at first, but it felt comforting to have other people rub my belly that wasn't just me. I felt like crying from all the support I was getting from my team.

Nebula walked out with a small bag and her backpack and waited. I got up and said, "I'll see you guys probably tomorrow." Both of them nodded as I headed out and nearly forgot all my stuff. I had to spin myself around and snatch my stuff up. We had to hike, but it was totally worth it. Once I made it into the small trailer I told her, "I know it's not much, but…"

"That's fine," she responded. I threw myself down on the bed and dragged her down with me.

While making contact with the bed, our lips locked in a passionate embrace, but it was a short one at that. "I love you," I told her.

"I love you too," she replied.

"I-I really appreciate everything you and the rest of team are doing," I told her before kissing her again, "I really do. I love you to death." I kissed her again and nuzzled her a bit.

"And like I said, I love you too," she said in a childish, lovey-dovey voice. She kissed me this time and tried to push her tongue passed my lips. Just to tease her, I wouldn't let her at first despite how hard she tried. Eventually, I smiled and opened my mouth and rolled my tongue over hers. I reclined on the bed and drew her down onto me. I gently rubbed her lower back, but I had made some advances lower and lower. Sure enough, my hands were right on top of her ass.

She giggled and moaned a bit with my hands made contact with her rear. She placed both of her palms on my shoulders and caressed them gingerly before taking quick instances to brush her hands against my tender and sore breasts. With my hands on her ass, I pushed her upwards and forced her mouth deeper into mine. I ran my hands up and down her back slowly and would rest my hands on her broad shoulders.

Our tongues duked it out like pro wrestlers in a WWE match and did things like slam against each other and ram each other into the side of our mouths. My body began to tingle all over with erotic desires and passionate lust at that very moment. I don't know if it was the hormones or if it was just my sexual aggravation, but I wanted it right then and there.

I would make small advances to get into her pants, but she'd never allow me. Though she never broke from our furious tongue battle, she would always move my hands either to the side or upwards towards her chest. I know how bad I wanted it, but was that something she wanted? It didn't really seem like it was, so I backed off and very rarely went below her waist. I would even try to take her jacket off for her, but she fought a bit to keep it on. I figured that I better not push it.