Rumours started spreading faster than my thighs. No one knew what we'd both done, not exactly. It was just gossip.
I didn't care. I was proud to be the most desirable girl on the cheer team. It was just talk until six weeks later.
Tiffany nervously passed me the joint in the gym block college changing room toilet cubicle. Watching her pee on the stick turned me on. This wasn't the time or place for that. Piss dripping from her hairy gash. She was crying in the bathroom.
The seventh pregnancy test was glowing positive.
"I don't even have Craig's number," she wailed.
"I'll find out from Anthony, don't worry," i said
I didn't know what to say except I knew all the first names of all the guys who'd come inside me.
"How could I be so stupid? You need to do one too!" Tiffany yelled.
We swapped places and held hands as I pissed on the stick.
We both stood staring, waiting for the little line. Or not.
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"So I'm the backup Valentine's date," Lee laughed as we sat in SuperPie.
"Well, I wouldn't put it like that," I laughed nervously and rearranged my Diamonte choker.
"So you're not pregnant, are you?" Lee said. He had a deer-in-the-headlights look.
"No, don't worry, I'm on the pill," I lied.
Tiffany and I liked doing things together, and she thought it would be fun if we were pregnant at the same time.
Lee was looking like the prime candidate.
A rose seller came over, and Lee gave me a rose.
I thought how amazing it would be if Tiffany and I had baby girls to call Rose and Valentina.
Lee smiled at me. I pushed my boobs together, ensnaring him in my trap.
The end❤️