Breathe by A.Somers (ebook reader for surface pro .txt) 📖

go back soon. You should come, both of you.” Nicole’s faced beamed with excitement, while Brad smiled. I finished my lunch and pushed the tray back. Nicole grinned with delight, and I guessed that she was pleased that I had eaten something. Whatever makes her feel better. Brad stood up, taking my plate to be returned. I thanked him quietly, and he bent over to kiss me. I kissed him back, and it was just like our first. Pure magic. My face flushed with heat and my cheeks burned. Nicole smiled. I shot her a glance, as I bit my lip. The bell rang just as Brad returned. He grabbed my hand and Nicole interlocked my other arm. They walked me to class, and Brad kissed me goodbye. Nicole took seats in the back. The teacher, Mr. Campbell, walked quietly through the desks giving each student a paper. He then called attendance. When he was finished, he went to the board and wrote 2 words: BE YOURSELF. He turned to face us, and spoke sternly, “I want you all to write a 2 page autobiography for homework. Include important information about yourself and your life. I want to know what make you the person that you are.” He went through the class speaking sternly and emotionless. Well, it was creative writing, so I guess we are the ones being creative, not him. It was just weird. The bell rang, and Nicole and I walked out quietly as people stared…
Chapter Three

Chapter 3—

Fourth period dragged on, thankfully. I didn’t want to even think about next period without Nicole. Who would be there to look out for me? What would people say without her there? My head hurt to think about it. Mrs. McDermott didn’t speak to us in English at all. She stood at the white board writing in Spanish the entire class period, occasionally pointing to what she was writing, wanting us to translate. I think she’s weird. But in a way, she’s nice. We didn’t get homework, thank goodness. The bell finally rang, and I trudged toward the gym. Nicole told me, “If you need anything, text me. Okay?” I nodded. She gave me a meaningful smile and a big hug. I walked into the locker room and took a very deep breath. Just breathe, I told myself. The teacher, Mr. Bates took one look at me, then my pregnant stomach and told me that he didn’t want me to participate. Go figure. I sat at the end of the gym and watched everyone else play capture the flag. I felt awkward sitting there alone, with my stomach popping. I sighed with relief when the 10 minute bell rang. As soon as the bell rang, I texted Nicole and Brad to tell them that I was going home. Brad replied, wait for me in your car. I walked to my car in a hurry. I put my bag in the back, got into the driver’s seat and turned the key in the ignition. I sat waiting for Brad, patiently humming the song playing on the radio station. When he finally came to the car, he smiled and opened the door. “Hey babe,” he flashed that gorgeous smile of his. I smiled back at him. “Do you mind if I come over, so we can talk more privately.” I shook my head. He smiled and leaned in to kiss me. He got out, and climbed into his Jeep, following me home.

We got home, and I waddled out of the car, grabbing my bookbag from the backseat. I unlocked the door and walked into the kitchen, putting my bag on the floor next to the table. I went to the fridge, pulling out two Dr. Peppers. I handed one to Brad and opened mine, taking a huge sip of mine. He broke the silence first, “So when did you find out?” I took a deep breath and a sip of my drink and replied, “The end of June. I was freaking out.” His face dropped the smile he’d had all day. I could tell that he was hurt by not knowing this long. “I just wish you would have called me.” He stepped closer, wrapping me into a warm, long hug. Tears fell from my eyes again. He smoothed my hair, and whispered comfortingly in my ear. When he pulled away from me, he placed one hand on my belly, rubbing gently. Suddenly I felt a fluttering movement throughout my belly. She moved!! I thought. I smiled brilliantly. Brad must have felt it too, because he was also smiling brightly. Tears ran down my face, as I felt the fluttering continue as his hand moved across the surface. She’s moving!!

Brad and I talked until my mom came home with Mike, and we said goodbye. He kissed me, and rubbed his hand across my belly. My mom and Mike noticed, and after Brad left they asked if the could try. Just as she had done with Brad, she fluttered through my stomach. We all smiled and cried tears of joy. I was amazed by her, again

Chapter Four

Chapter 4—

After dinner, I kissed my mother and Mike goodnight, and spent the rest of the night in my room doing homework. I first did Mr. Anderson’s assignment. It sounded kind of stupid:

My name is Alison Mitchell, but everyone just calls me Ali. I’m 16 years old, and I’m a junior. My dream is to grow up and change the world in some kind of way. I just want to be different. But, soon my life is going to change because I have life growing inside of me. I live with my mom, Jenny, and her boyfriend, Mike. I don’t know my father, but I don’t think I would like to know him, based on what I’ve heard about him. I am an only child. My best friend is Nicole Kelly. My boyfriend is Brad Ring. He’s amazing. I guess that’s all I have to say.

I closed my notebook, putting everything in my bookbag, and took my clothes off. I replaced them with my pajamas, sweatpants and another t-shirt. I pulled back the blankets and sheets, climbing in. I tossed around until I was in my comfortable position. Goodnight my little one, I thought to my baby.

The night passed slowly, and my dreams violently raged on. It was bright, and I was sweating. Pain burned through my body, and my vision was getting weak and blurry. I screamed out over and over. Someone kept dabbing on my forehead with a cool washcloth. My body jolted and I heaved out heavy breaths. My spine felt numb. The monitor hooked to my stomach beeped continually as my baby’s heartbeat was heard. It raced as I heaved. What was happening? Suddenly my eyes rolled to the back of my head and the sounds around me faded until I was gasping for air as the alarm clock rang out. I turned off the clock and lay back, attempting to catch my breath. When I was finally calm enough, I slowly rose from my bed, repeating my daily routine. I sighed after I had vomited and brushed my teeth, and turned on the water for my shower. In a daze, I rushed through the shower. I thought about what could have possibly been going on in my dream. What was happening with my baby? I mean, I didn’t know much about being pregnant and all that anyways, but I had no idea what was going on in that dream. My appointment with Dr. Redding was in 3 days, so I guess I could ask her then. Brad and Nicole had decided that they were going with me, so at least I wouldn’t be alone.

I pondered through my thoughts, barely paying attention to what I was doing. I picked out a pair of comfy light gray sweatpants and a black Aerosmith t-shirt. I grabbed my black Uggs. I threw them on, and put my hair into a messy ponytail and added a sports hair band. I put a little eyeliner and mascara on, headed downstairs where my mother was waiting to give me a hug and rub my belly. She smiled when she felt the soft fluttering. “Here’s fifty for the car and lunch. If you want, you could probably get something from a drive-thru during lunch. Here is twenty for that.” She smiled at me, gave me a hug and a kiss, then left. I grabbed my bookbag from the table and locked the door as I left. I climbed into my car, turned the keys and sat waiting for the car to warm up. It was beginning to rain as I pulled out from the driveway. I slowly drove to school, and parked my car close to the building. The bell rang, and I climbed out of the car carefully. Before I knew it, Brad had a hold of my hand and my face, kissing me good morning. He rubbed my belly, telling our child good morning as well. I smiled at him, as Nicole appeared, smirking about what she had just seen. I smiled and turned toward her, grabbing her hand and placing it gently on my belly. Her face lit up like a candle when she felt the little butterflies. She locked our arms, and the three of us walked into the school. I had a small smile on my face, and Brad ran his fingers across the back of my hand, which was still interlaced with his.

My day drug on, and everyone still stared. I left with Brad and Nicole to get lunch at Wendy’s. I returned to school, and trudged through the rest of the day. Brad came home with me again today, and this time we went through parenting websites, and ordered baby name books, along with What to Expect books. We looked at baby nurseries and lists of things that babies need. We looked up a place for pregnancy classes for expecting teen moms and made an appointment for next week. Brad insists on coming with me.