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"Isabella Stein?" the doctor called. I nodded and rubbed my hands together, trying to create some type of friction. My hands were freezing cold.
"You are not pregnant," he said, looking down at the packet of papers in his hands, "and you were negative in all of your STD tests. Good news for you," he loosed a chuckle and handed the packet to me. I thanked him quietly and began to breathe again.
"Your period has most likely not started because of stress. Your written tests on your mental health were slightly unusual. You said you were beginning to have trouble with..." he opened his silver laptop and began to scroll, "eye contact?" he looked at me and I moved my eyes down to my green painted toenails. The middle one was chipped and the pinkie had no polish left on it at all.
"Yes sir," I sighed and shook my wrist. For some reason, it was helping me.
"And your anxiety seems to have been on the rise. It doesn't look like anything we can help you with medically, but if it gets any worse, come back and we'll talk about treatment," he typed into his laptop lightly, gazing at the screen.
"Sounds good to me," I smiled and looked down at my legs. I guess this was good news.
When my period disappeared I became anxious. I took four pregnancy tests. One, the last one, was positive. I decided to throw them away and go to the doctor for a final result. I didn't tell Atticus.
After the doctor was finished I left and got in the car. The world seemed brighter. If I was pregnant, I don't know what Atticus would do.
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"So, I heard you got the female lead role in the musical. Has practice been treating you well?" Laura asked, taking a bite of her steak. It was very nice of Cole's family to prepare a giant slab of beef for dinner. Very expensive as well.
"Pretty good, I guess. I wasn't very..." the words were running around in my brain, "I haven't ever done anything like the before. I'm not into musical theater that much, but," I blushed as I thought of Cole's and my practice
"There were bells..." I began to sing. Cole's eyes were trained on mine as I sang clear notes. He was admiring something. My voice. My body. My eyes. Who knows.
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The Shy One
Romance***CURRENTLY UNDER MINOR EDITING! REQUESTS FOR EXTRAS ARE OPEN AS WELL :)*** Isabella Mori has been through a lot. From family problems to difficulties with her ex-boyfriend, she has had her fair share of adventures. After running through bad copin...
