My Unmarried Pregnant Secretary

2.4

And I'm a wimp and can't argue with myself for long. "No, I don't have plans. But you can change that if you'd like to." I said doing that shy girly twist motion, clasping my hands in front of me. Ugh. Teenager hormones.

With that, he smiled at me and made way to my door.

Agastya started walking towards my door, looking like a model, but I halted him by grabbing his right arm.

"Wait, Agastya, where are we even going? I have to change because I wore these clothes--" I immediately stopped myself. I can't tell him I wore this yesterday! He'll think I'm a trifling creature! That's just nasty. And if we're going where I think we're going, I'm going to shoot a squirrel.

I stammered, "U-uh, you know, recently s-so I have to change. . . ." I can tell he was bEving my lie but I can also tell that he can't figure out why I was stuttering and nervous when I spoke. He didn't need to, either.

"Oh, we're going to Decana's pool party. She invited the whole junior class." He said it. He said the sentence that I hoped he would never say. Where's my mom's Hello Kitty gun? I have to hunt down a squirrel.