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Already shaking my head, I eye him nervously. “I don't think so. I'm showing now. I don't want to be that trashy pregnant chick who is still going to parties.”
“Okay one, you could never be that trashy pregnant chick,” he points out. “And two, as long as you're not drinking, who cares? You can even wear one of my hoodies to disguise your belly a little.”
The idea of a party does sound nice. It's been an exhausting past few weeks, and the last party we went to was Tye and Carter's housewarming. Plus, I can only imagine how many pictures Amelia is going to send me if I don't come—sad-face selfies all over the house.
“Fine,” I agree. “But if people start whispering to each other about me and I feel uncomfortable, I'm retreating up to your room for the rest of the night.”
“Deal!” He smiles at me teasingly. “I'll pick up some juice when I go to the liquor store later.”
My jaw locks. “I hate you.”
“You can't.”
Ugh, if that isn't the fucking truth. As we walk in sync with each other, an idea pops into my head. I turn to Easton, who is already texting on his phone.
“Hey,” I get his attention. “You should invite Tessa.”
His brows raise in surprise, but not total shock. “Are you sure?”
I nod. “Yeah. She was saying at the baby shower that Asher is away for the week with Colby Hendrix. Invite her.”
He stares back at me in awe. “Okay, I will.”
“Thanks.”
And somehow, I feel a little lighter. Like being okay with their friendship lets a little less weigh down on me. And in an unexpected twist, she's becoming my friend too—something Tye is more than excited about.
COLLEGE STUDENTS LET LOOSEall around me, relieved to be done with this semester and excited to get the summer off before we need to go back. Some are drinking because they're nervous about their grades, while others don't really give a shit. Regardless, the alcohol is hitting everyone tonight.
Everyone but me.
Zayn and Easton are in some intense debate with Jace and Carter about God-knows-what, but there's arm throwing and I can't count the amount of times Carter has pulled at his own hair in frustration. Tye and Tessa are talking about Safe and Sound, and Amelia is lost in a conversation with Paige. I just sit on the island, with my legs dangling as I drink fruit punch out of a solo cup.
Yeah, Easton wasn't kidding when he said he'd pick up juice at the liquor store.
“Wow,” a familiar voice sounds, and I look up to find Chrissy, our cheer captain. “I knew you were a shitty cheerleader, but I didn't think you'd be a shitty mom, too.”
I scoff. “Excuse me?”
She shrugs like she has no regrets. “Drinking while pregnant? That's pretty fucked up.”
Matching the look she's giving me, I tilt the cup until some of the fruit punch spills onto the floor. “Don't make assumptions, Chrissy. It never looks good when you're wrong. Then again, it never looks good when you're right, either.”
This girl has had an issue with me since last year, when she found out the girl Easton was talking to turned out to be me. She had been trying to get with him all freshman year, but he had zero interest. Even when she tried to get Amelia to hook her up with him, it was a no go. Amelia knew about my secret crush at that point and refused to help her. I'm sure she loved hearing that we broke up.
“Well, at least it doesn't take me trapping someone with a pregnancy.”
My jaw drops, but then all I do is smirk because out of the corner of my eye, I see she caught the attention of exactly who she doesn't want. Tye and Tessa come up on both sides of her, looking her up and down.
“What the fuck did you just say to her?” Tye sneers.
Chrissy goes to back away from Tye but ends up bumping into Tessa, and she's no less scary. “We must have heard her wrong, Tye. I'd hate to believe someone would dare to come into this house and shit talk our girl.”
“Get away from me,” Chrissy snaps.
They both shake their heads, and Tye wraps her arm around Chrissy’s neck in what to the casual observer would be a hug but I know is a precursor to a headlock. “Apologize. Now.”
Chrissy rolls her eyes. “Sorry you're going to fuck up your kid.”
