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Daisy, oh Daisy
Today is probably, no I’d say definitely the worst day of my life. I’ve been sitting in the bathroom of my dorm for about an hour and I have no intention to leave it just yet.
Thank goodness, I recognize that’s Jenna’s voice on the other side of the door. I contemplate trying to hide the pregnancy tests for one second, but I feel that I have to tell Jenna anyway, so it doesn’t matter.
It has been a week since my embarrassing encounter with Montag and I feel awful about just running away that day. Now that I’m having a baby I can’t just run away from my issues, neither can I avoid confrontations.
So I wreck my brain about whether or not I have anything edible here in the dorm. Unfortunately I have to come to the conclusion that I ate the last bit of chocolate that I had yesterday evening and apart from that I don’t store anything up here. So I will just have to go to the kitchen and ask the maids for food.
To Tell or Not To Tell
I give him a friendly greeting, but Darryl doesn’t even turn his head to acknowledge me. I don’t know what to make of this. Maybe he’s just got a pain in the neck. I, for one, have had a horrible pain in the back all weekend long.
“Why didn’t you tell me at breakfast? Then I’d have known what to expect in Potion Brewing.” I can’t help but be a tiny bit upset with Jenna.
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