Tatum
“Hey, what’s eating you up?” Rowena, one of my besties asks me as I sit outside during lunch break. It’s been an all-round crappy morning so far. I got a rubbish grade, a B- on my English literature assignment. I feel crumpled by it since it’s actually my top subject and I want to try to be a journalist when I finish my studies.
“Nothing,” I lie. Everything is wrong. Literally everything. For a start I am now concerned that actually I could fall pregnant. Yes, Alpha Ford used a condom and I take the contraceptive pill but accidents do happen. Look at Louise Forrester she fell pregnant last year and had twins. Everyone was shocked since she was the shy girl. Even more shy than me so that is saying something.
“You could have fooled me,” Rowena says as she sits down next to me and t
