——Sam
“Attention! Students of Lediville High! Ten more days to go before the event of the year. Don’t forget this year’s theme! Lediville High School will hold its ball next Saturday from seven PM onwards at the Bloomfield Country Club.”
Nicole’s energetic voice echoed from the speaker box throughout the hallways of the school. Could she sound more irritating?
“Girls, be sure you’ve already chosen your dates!”
Chloe gave a pained groan. “Her voice annoys me.”
“Mood swings during pregnancy are very common,” I told her as we walked to our next class early that day. “And sooner or later, you will hate me too then the rest of the school population.”
“Why do you love exaggerating things?”
“Chloe, when are you planning on telling your parents about your situation?” I asked her, pointin
