Like other sexually active women, especially one who has s*x with a guy she plans to leave in four days, this is definitely the one thing she wants to avoid the most.
Not that there's no solution to it, but I prefer prevention than being struck with it that I have to choose the immoral solution. My parents would disown me if they know I choose the latter one.
"Girls," I call them when they are still discussing about delaying their period just for our vacation, wanting to enjoy the whole thing without worrying if we forgot to change our tampon whatnot.
"Yeah, Darling?"
"I think I'm pregnant." I whisper to my phone which makes Cleo jumps from her seat as Kimmy stops painting her toe nail, already looking at the camera.
"You what?!"
"Is it Owen's?"
I feel like rolling my eyes hearing C
