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Lyla's POV
"Oh, my God. Brittany's pregnant." Santana says as she appears at my side
"Oh, my God. Britt's pregnant." I tell Tina who is also walking with me
"Oh, my God. Brittany's pregnant." Tina tells Puck as we pass him and Lauren
"It was only a matter of time." Puck says
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"All right, folks. Regionals is in a week. It's time to get deep into our setlist." Mr. Schue says as he walks into the choir room
"Artie, you okay?" Mr. Schue asks
"My life is over. How am I supposed to support a baby?" Artie asks
"How could you not tell me about this?" He asks Brittany
"Wait, Brittany, are you pregnant?" Mr. Schue asks
"Definitely. I'm so sorry, Artie. I didn't want to upset you. I thought I could surprise you when I dropped him off. Pretty sure it's a boy." Brit says
"Um...babies don't get dropped off." Puck says
"Wait, Brittany, have you been to a doctor yet? That's the only way to be sure." Mr. Schue tells her
"I don't need to go to a doctor. I just need to look outside my window. Three days ago, a stork built its nest on top of my garage. I'm not stupid, it's obviously getting ready to bring me my baby. I know where babies come from." Britt says
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