Chloe’s POV
“You did what?” Monica yelled.
I couldn't help but giggle at her response, and the funny look she had on her face as she stared back at me. I got off the bed, walked over to my dressing table and I caught sight of the dress I had worn the day before.
“Parenting day?” Monica continued, her voice echoing through the walls of my bedroom.
“Yes Monica, how many times do I have to say it to you?” I responded feeling a bit frustrated.
I sighed tiredly walking over to my bed as I laid flat on my tummy, trying to put my brain to rest from all the stress I’d gone through in getting to class this morning.
“My best friend is a mother?” Monica said, and just when she did, her lips twitched into a mocking smile.
“Babymama, as stated in the contract,” I said, with my eyes closed, hopin
