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Post by mariah gomez on Oct 19, 2008 16:24:24 GMT -8
Walking into Cost Co she knew what she was going to do. Walking to an isle and picked up a pregnancy test. She didn't know why she was getting one right now. Chessy had told her it probably wouldn't be right but she was just so anxious to find out if she was pregnant. Walking up to the counter she payed for it. Chessy had told her she would have people there for her but she wouldn't have some people like Garrett. But I guess if he wasn't ready to be a father if she was pregnant he would leave her.
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Post by bailey carmichael on Oct 19, 2008 19:45:56 GMT -8
Bailey strolled down the market with a blue basket on her right arm, a grocery list from her mother in her hand. She ran her free hand through her long, brown hair quickly as she picked some Alfredo and pasta, then hurried to the counter to pay for it so she could hurry home. Bailey had a lot of preparing to do for the new school year, as everyone else did.
As she continued to hurry out, Bailey wasn't paying a single bit of attention to her surroundings. All she wanted to do was get back to her house so her mom could help with getting her binder and stuff ready for the first day of school, which was only days away. Before she knew it, Bailey had abruptly bumped into a younger girl, carrying a sack. As if in slow motion, Bailey barely caught glimpse of a tiny pink box through the plastic sack. Was this young girl carrying a... pregnancy test? No, no, it couldn't be. She was much too young to be experimenting. She was probably getting it for her mother, or something. "I'm sorry," Bailey started, wearing an apologetic look. "Are you okay?"
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Post by mariah gomez on Oct 20, 2008 2:33:10 GMT -8
Stumbling a bit after being bumped into she looked up at Bailey after finding some balance. "Oh I am okay," she said, "I'm Mariah." She assumed that the girl had probably gone to Southwood too.
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Post by bailey carmichael on Oct 26, 2008 7:29:10 GMT -8
Bailey smiled a bit at Mariah when she said that she was okay. She looked like she could possibly be a freshman, maybe even a sophomore. Some sophomores were kind of short, believe it or not. "I'm Bailey." She replied. But somehow curiousity got the best of her. "What grade are you in?" You can never be too sure.
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