Game Over

Chapter Two

Now that I had accepted that I was going to have a child, the next hardest part was telling Kody.

I didn't want to.

I wanted to pretend I had gotten knocked up by some other one nightstand and raise my child on my own, but Macy had guilted me into spilling my guts.

I woke up early Saturday morning, sneaking out of the house before Stella could guilt me into running an errand for her.

The sun was out which was rare. It was warm so I wore a white T-shirt with my favorite denim shorts. I tied my hair into a high ponytail allowing my fringe to escape. I looked cute but relaxed.

The outfit was the only part of me that was relaxed.

My hands shook as I walked across campus to take the shuttle. I didn't have a car yet and I thought about how crazy it was that I was about to have a baby before I got a car. Or a career.

Or a fucking clue.

Don't get me wrong, babies were always in the plan. The ten year plan. After college and marriage. I didn't want my kids to go through what I had went through.

But that was in the clouds now and this was real life.

As I walked to Kody's house I plotted.

The measly tips I made working as a waitress at the local diner wasn't going to cut it. I couldn't drop out of school. I just needed a better job. I needed a plan.

I had eight months to get it together.

Taking a seat on the shuttle, I pulled out my phone and began to jot things down in my notes app.

Things I needed in the next six months:

An Apartment
A better job
To tell Kody that he had gotten me pregnant

I tapped my finger on the screen as I tried to come up with more stuff that absolutely needed to be on the list.

I was pulled out of my thoughts by the bell ringing on the shuttle. Collecting my bag, I made my way off of the bus and proceeded to walk the three blocks to Kody's apartment.

Everyone on campus knew where Kody lived considering he was wildly popular. It wasn't a shock as to why.

For one thing he was insanely good looking with pale blonde hair and a sharp jawline. His eyes were a cool blue and his eyelashes were thick, just one look had girls dropping their panties.

If that wasn't enough, he was rich. Not insanely rich or anything but he had more money than the average student at Winterbrook U. Surprisingly enough, he wasn't much of a snob and you could barely tell he was loaded. But his apartment was one of the things he had splurged on.

I trudged up the steps leading to his one bedroom that was located on the third floor. I had never been inside his apartment before our one night stand and I wasn't excited to be going back. I didn't want to look like a groupie.

Making my way to his door, I raised my fist, briefly knocking before I could lose my nerve.

The door was almost immediately pulled open, a stranger standing in the doorway.

I took a small step back, thinking that I had knocked on the wrong door.

The guy looked confused, reaching a hand out and scratching the back of his neck.

"You're not Pizza Hut." he said with a smirk.

I looked him over. He didn't seem like the kind of guy Kody would hang out with. He was tall and kind of wiry with lean muscles. His hair was shaggy and his lips were baby pink. He was kind of adorable.