I hold onto the doctors note as I walk late into gym.  It took me way too long to eat food, it all tasted wrong.  I look behind me and see Peter turning the corner to the men's locker room.  I open the door and see coach in the corner.

"Coach.  Sorry I'm late. I have a doctors note." I hand it too him.  He reads it over before handing it back.

"Get dressed. You can still try.  Just don't overwork yourself." He pats my shoulder. I nod and go into the locker room to change.

I see a full body mirror and pull my shirt up to look at my stomach again.  I run my hand over it and wipe my tears away.

"(Y/n)?" I hear MJ say confused.

"Sorry MJ. What did you say?" I let the shirt fall.

"You are knocked up." She gestures to my slightly enlarged stomach.

"Yeah... while I was kidnapped..." I whisper.

"I'll help you! I really like babies. Not as much as books." She says linking her arm with mine.

"Thank you. Now I just have to tell Ned eventually.... probably before I drop out." I sigh.

"You don't need to drop out! You'll be fine!"

"It's the bullying that I'm worried about.  Because I'm used to being in the background... alone."

"Hey dearest.  Hopefully coach isn't making you still work hard in this class." Peter says stopping his running to kiss me.

"That's why I'm walking laps." I say before he runs again.

"You are lucky to have someone as sweet as Peter.  You two are perfect for each other."

"I don't know what I did to deserve him.  Because my parents were the absolute worst and I'm kinda becoming as bad."

"You can be yourself.  Just because your parents were dicks doesn't mean you have to be a dick."

"Why use the word dick out of the entire dictionary?"