Two Pineapples, Five Dollars

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

Annabelle was a good student, she saved her money, and did good in the community. Nash was an improving student, he earned his money selling pineapples and spent it all on pot. They made one little error and now they have two little bundles. Will Nash stay with Annabelle? Will Annabelle want Nash anymore? Can Annabelle survive the pressure of being a pregnant honor student?

Chapter 1 (v.1) - Two Pineapples, Five Dollars

Submitted: March 29, 2012

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 I was a freshman, he was a sophomore. I volunteered at the hospital, he sold pineapples at the local fruit market on the weekends. I saved my money for the new swimsuit I wanted, he spent all his on pot. It was spring break, my best friend had decided to take me out to a party. I only went because the guy I really liked was in Europe visiting family. Anyway, at the party I got a little tipsy, and so did he. Before I knew it we were in some bedroom tearing each others clothes off. After, we passed out.

I woke up first, I couldn't remember where I was. I knew Carrie had taken me to a party. I drank a little. I noticed the blob off blankets breathing next to me. Ohmygawd! Who had I slept with? I lifted the blanket to see who it was. It was the jackass from my math class who sold pineapples downtown at the market!! What had I done? He stirred and put his arm around my torso, “Good morning,” he said sleepily. I couldn't face him, hopefully he didn't remember who I was. I slipped out from under his arm, and found my shoes. I couldn’t find anything else that was mine, besides my panties. I saw his hoodie slumped over the arm chair in the room. I put it on and carried my shoes out.

I found Carrie asleep on the porch swing. I shook her, “Carrie!” I whispered. She mumbled, “Just 5 more minutes mom!” and swatted me away. “No Carrie its me, Annabelle. We have to go now!” I could hear footsteps and someone saying something about a hoodie inside. I dragged her to the car, and I started to drive home as she woke up. “Whoa! Are you wearing Nash's jacket?” She screamed. “That's why we had to leave. I walked the walk of shame, Carrie. I slept with Nash last night.” She started to giggle, “You know how hot he is? I thought you said you hated him, that he always reeked of pot?” She questioned still with the smile on her face. “I do and he does. I have no clue what happened the last thing I remember is... Ohmygawd! The last thing I remember is going into that room with him!” I banged my head on the steering wheel.

 

 

A few months later, a week before school starts again.

 

 

“Carrie? Do you think we could just like put laces in the back of all my old tops? So I don't have to buy a whole new old lady wardrobe.” I said as we were in the dressing room at my favorite store in the mall. “You know you have to get new clothes, I'm sure we could find some cute ones. Lets go to that one store by FYE.” We walked in, most of the clothes were ones you would wear to work. The cashier lady came up to me, “This must be your first time shopping,” she pointed to the elastic-waistband on my skirt. “Here we have a new juniors section. Follow me.” I followed because I was really glad she was helping me. The section she brought me to was full of cute clothes I actually liked. I bought a few things I would be comfortable in at school.

I had been in hiding all summer. I wasn't scared of what people would say but if they would still accept me. I also was worried of seeing Nash again. I hadn't seen him since the end of school, we never talked about what happened. We would only occasionally glance and make eye contact. I still have his hoodie, I was wearing the day I bought clothes. That was the first day I had left the neighborhood all summer. The only people who knew about my condition were Carrie,who doesn't even go to my school, her family and my family. Monday, when school started, was going to be the great reveal.

 

 

Monday

 

I walked in the door of the office building first. “How may I help you miss?” I pulled out a paper from my pocket. “My doctor doesn't want me to use the stairs, hes afraid, in my condition, that I'll fall and hurt myself.” I said handing her the note. “Here sweetie, here's a elevator pass. If you get stopped in the hall just present this, but I doubt they'll stop you.” She smiled and I walked on into school. I took a deep breath before I opened the final door.

I heard the gasps as soon as I did. It was too late to turn around, I walked on to my friends normal hang out spot. They didn't see me coming, I wiggled into the circle they were standing in. “Hey guys.” They looked at me. “Ohmygawd!” My best friend Chelsea said. “Oh shit!” My ex-boyfriend said. Everyone else was speechless. “I know what you guys are thinking, I'm sorry for keeping it a secret. I just didn't know what to do. I've know since last April.” Chelsea started counting on her fingers, “That's like 4 months! Wait! Who's is it?!!” She screamed and grabbed my hands. “Yeah who's is it? How'd this happen, Annabelle?” My ex Kyle put his hand on my shoulder. “He doesn't know it's his yet. I don't know how to tell him either. We both were a little tipsy last spring break, and we hooked up and I did a walk off shame and I stole his hoodie, and I dont know what to do-” Kyle cut me off. “Hey, you can't stress like that my mom stressed when she was pregnant with Kaila and you know how she turned out.” I do know how she turned out, last time I babysat her she choked me out. I took a deep breath.

Chelsea pulled me into the bathroom. “So who's is it? I can hep you.” I took another deep breath, “Its Nash's, from our math class last year.” She laughed, “Whoa mamma! You know how hot he is?” I smiled, “Yeah I know. I'm about five months along. He needs to know soon.” I said. She thought for awhile, “Wear his hoodie to school? He'll have to talk to you, then you can tell him.” “I have it in my bag today.” We got it out and she helped me slip it over my swollen bump. “Gawd your fat!” she said. “Bitch!”

 

 

Later that day

 

 

I was getting a book out of the top of my locker, I couldn't quite reach it. Someones hand swiped it out and down to my other hand I wasn't reaching with. I turned to look who it was, “Thanks,” It was him. “I see you found my hoodie?” He said while doing one of those hot guy leans. “So your pregnant, uhh-” I cut him off. “It's yours.” He thought for a moment, “I kind of figured that. So what are you going to do with it?” I started, “I really don't know, I mean I thought about aborting it in the beginning but I just couldn't. Now I’m just not sure. I'm not asking for anything but I mean some help would be nice or at least deciding what to do with it.” He took my hands in his, “Whatever you need I'm here.” He kissed my fore head.

Nash drove me home, well first we went to his family's house and told them. They reacted the same way my parents did. First they get all sad, and then they think of how their first grandchild will be here soon. On the drive home Nash was asking a lot of questions, “So do you know if its a boy or a girl?” he asked. “I didn't want to know, I think he's a little boy though.” He reached over and rubbed my stomach. “Have you thought of names?” I told him I really hadn't. “How should we say it's mine? Like what? Do I wear a t-shirt saying 'Annabelle's baby is my baby!'?” I laughed, “I don't know I guess when people ask I could just tell them or if you hear someone talking about it just tell them.” I remembered something, “Hey I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow, if you want to go with me?” I said as I got out of the car. He said, okay he'd take me. I walked into my house proud of how good the day had gone.

 

 


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