Chapter 17

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Hell. That's all I have to say.

School is clearly hell with the spawn of demon whores and fuck boys.

Science class the last class I have today is pretty fun most of the time I guess with experiments and sometimes dorky teachers. This course though is not so fun.

"Good Morning class today we will start the lesson of sex Ed as they like to call it," the class groans and some guys chuckle in the back, "For a few weeks we will be doing this course. This course will be done with a partner." The class cheers now. "I have chosen your partners so don't get your hopes up. The first assignment you and your partner will raise a fake baby together. To finish this course you will do a PowerPoint presentation.

It's not so bad I guess, but then I remember that I have Mason in this class. He sits all the way in the back of course. Please dear lord help me out and don't let me get Mason as my partner.

"I will read off the pairs now." He starts off and you can already hear some whines as he reads, but I only pay attention to two names that I wish weren't together.

"Mason and Emma" my mind shatters but my insides sparkle with glee. I hate my body sometimes. I slam my head against the desk and lay face down. Yes Mason and I have gotten along but still, a baby with Mason that's almost every girls dream in this school. Not mine though.

Liar

Shut up subconscious. I hear a body sit down next to me and a tap on my shoulder.

"Hey princess." He whispers and keeps tapping me.

"What do you want Mason." I mutter with my face still down.

"We're partners if you didn't hear since you're always brain dead." Oh I heard jerk, I heard really clear.

I lift my head up and glare at his smirking face and look straight to listen to the teacher. He explains that we will get our baby at the end of class and have it for a few days depending on how well or bad we do, then we turn it in and he will see the scores since the baby monitors how we did with it. The school knows that we're doing this since almost every senior student is going to have one in the hallways. It's like a real baby so we may not get a lot of sleep. Regular day for me I guess.

You've been getting sleep ever since you started sleeping with Mason.

I roll my eyes internally. He continues explaining how next class we will take notes on the reproductive system and so on.

The rest of the class we just jot down a couple notes from a book and at the last ten minutes of class doom has been given. Every duo group has their own fake baby that looks a little bit to real and creepy. The teacher said it's off for now but we have to turn it on immediately when we get home.

"He looks like a Ricky we should name it Ricky can we name it Ricky." Mason says as he pokes the baby.

"How do you know it's a boy yet." I roll my eyes physically this time.

"Check then dummy."

"I'll check once we actually have to stupid." He grabs the baby from the desk and I grab the small box that came with it's supplies.

"Baby bottles that are filled with some fake white substance, diapers, a blanket, pacifiers, bibs, and a booklet?"

"Wait wait did you say diapers? This thing actually pees and poops." Mason says with disgust written all over his face.

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