Olivia found the others waiting for her and joined them ignoring the looks she got.
“Is it true, Goddard?” a voice shouted with a cackle of laughter. “Are you knocked up?”
“You shut the f**k up before I make you!" Samantha shouted back.
“I need to get out of here, I need to tell my dad,” she mumbled walking away and down the corridor. “How am I going to tell him?”
“Well, it's better coming from you than some stranger on the street talking about it,” Angela said trying to comfort her. “He’s your dad, he’ll be angry but he’ll be there for you.”
“Angry is an understatement, he’s going to murder me for this. Do you know how many talks we’ve had about s*x? I’ve lost count! It’s his worst nightmare, me being pregnant, and look what’s happened!” she hissed dramatically. “You do it for me.”
