The Private Academy: Lumity story

36. Alex Venus Noceda-Blight...

August

September

October...
GOD I'm getting so impatient! Our birthdays had passed kinda- and now me and amity are twenty and rose is seven.. and growing fast.

November

December
Christmas day
Nothing much has really happened much just the general nausea, not even any kicks yet.. but the small second heartbeat I hear makes me sure she's still there. Laying gently on amity's stomach rose listens to her carefully, building the lego plane set for rose I begin humming tunes of songs I'd enjoyed over the years. Leaning on the front of the couch I smile at amity, closing my eyes I hear her sigh. Pulling rose onto me I rest my head onto amity's stomach, dozing off for a good hour or so amity runs her fingers through my hair. Lifting up my head when I receive what feels like someone a little bit too harshly patting the back of my head, rubbing the back of my head I say groggily since I'd been pretty asleep

"hey there- you're pretty strong little... girl?? Oh. My. God"

Looking up at amity she looks at me with a bright smile, hugging her I laugh excited. Pulling rose in she giggles loudly, amity chuckles placing her hands on her stomach

"I think she misses you luz.. she's kicking up a storm"

Moving to rest my ear on her stomach I murmur a soft 'lo siento baby' calming her kicking, running my hand over rose's hair I smile. Mom walks into the room

"Ok- I can't resist this.. I need to take a picture of this mi hija"

Pulling out her phone she takes the photo of us, chuckling when I hear mom say excited in the other room

"OoOo this is so exciting-"

I take amity's hand.
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January

February.. thirteenth.

Getting woken up swiftly in the middle of the night, I jump up when amity looks at me with a look I can only express as 'it's time'. Getting amity into the car I drive carefully to the hospital since amity warned to me as I backed out too fast.

"Don't rush yourself!"

Being told gently by amity to go clear my mind I splash water onto my face, pulling up my shirt to dry my face I begin to walk back to the room, sitting next to amity I smile at her. Texting mom when she asks me where I am I brief her on what's happening, and at the current moment all amity is getting is labor pains. I can tell because she squeezes my hand tightly every now and then, kissing the top of her hand she smiles at me. Resting my chin on the edge of the bed she runs her fingers through my hair

" you're being so adorable luz.. you're like a puppy"

Blowing her a kiss I smile, scoffing playfully she says quietly

"I'm not across a room luz nor am I fragile"

Standing up I place a loving kiss onto her lips, looking over when a nurse enters the room I sit back down. It's only minutes later when she begins to go into labor, and the nurse calls in a doctor.
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Sitting there letting amity grip my hand until it goes nearly as white as her skin, moaning in pain I look at her worriedly. Kissing her hand over and over, I give it a gentle squeeze. Minutes turn into fifteen.. fifteen to thirty.. thirty two- thirty thr- a cry breaks the air.. so fragile and small. Looking at the small light caramel skinned girl too small to be nine months but.. that's what she is. Her hair is a dark magenta though by the lighting it looks brown, she's carefully handed to amity who smiles at the small baby.