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7:00 am, Monday. I woke up this morning, and I wasn't feeling so hot. My stomach was turning or something. Was it the pasta last night? No, it can't be. I had no idea what it was. All I know was my stomach was empty. I went down stairs for breakfast like every other morning. " I don't feel so good, mom." I told my mother. "It's just the Mondays, dear." she told me. As usual, the bus was waiting for me. I got my bag and got myself a seat. I always sit next to Gwen. "Oh, I don't feel well." I told her "Then why didn't you stay home?" asked Gwen "But, today is soccer season, and I don't wanna miss out."

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  • 7:00 am, Monday. I woke up this morning, and I wasn't feeling so hot. My stomach was turning or something. Was it the pasta last night? No, it can't be. I had no idea what it was. All I know was my stomach was empty. I went down stairs for breakfast like every other morning. " I don't feel so good, mom." I told my mother. "It's just the Mondays, dear." she told me. As usual, the bus was waiting for me. I got my bag and got myself a seat. I always sit next to Gwen. "Oh, I don't feel well." I told her "Then why didn't you stay home?" asked Gwen "But, today is soccer season, and I don't wanna miss out."
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  • 7:00 am, Monday. I woke up this morning, and I wasn't feeling so hot. My stomach was turning or something. Was it the pasta last night? No, it can't be. I had no idea what it was. All I know was my stomach was empty. I went down stairs for breakfast like every other morning. " I don't feel so good, mom." I told my mother. "It's just the Mondays, dear." she told me. As usual, the bus was waiting for me. I got my bag and got myself a seat. I always sit next to Gwen. "Oh, I don't feel well." I told her "Then why didn't you stay home?" asked Gwen "But, today is soccer season, and I don't wanna miss out." We got to school. I was getting ready for soccer, even though I didn't feel well. It's just the paticapation that counts for me. I got on to the field. It was the start of the game. The other team kicked the ball and I got hit...IN THE FACE!!! I guess I wasn't paying attention. DJ was really worried about me. So he immedietly took me to the sick bay. I laid down on a really hard bed, and the nurse gives me a cup. I guess she wanted my pee sample, which is disgusting, but I did it anyway. I gave my sample to the nurse, she played around with it for a few minutes, then I get this "You're pregnant." from her. What?! I'm pregnant?! But, How?! Then I remembered, I had a date with Geoff, and I guess we went a little too far. How am I gonna tell Geoff? How am I gonna tell mom?
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