Thread: PokeMorph High (Start-Up)

"Nathan!!!" Hunter squealed, glomping him when he got to Lessie's house. "Hey Nate, guess what?"

OOC: *sits down with 3D-glasses and popcorn* Here we go........

"Hey hunter......what?" He asked, ruffling the little kids hair.

The boy blinked up at him, his wide brown eyes exact copies of Lessie's.

"Lessie's.......somethin'. Oh, what's that word......Preg-somefin."

OOC: Cue freak-out

Nathan just looked at him with the blankest look ever. "Sh-Shes......shes.....pre..." Nathan turned and walked into the house, then went up stairs into lessie's room. He looked at her, then he let it out. "Youre WHAT? No fuckin way in hell....oooohhhhhh shit! My mom, whats she gonna say, still.....youre.....Pregnate?!?!?" He said, as he walked over, he then fell down on the bed face first. "Oh i am sooo fucked."

"Hello to you, too." Less said dryly. "Yes I am, and yes, your mom and my aunt are gonna freak."

May left the room.

Lessie stroked his hair. "It's our baby. Everyone-else'll hafta deal. We'll be alright, I promise....." Then she buried her face in his hair.

"I know its our baby, and that this is the last week of our School Year...but still. I dont give a fuck, but most of the respect in school will be lost. Someone will find out sooner or later. We graduate tommorow at least, but still." He said

"Were gonna have to find a house.....and, and...oi." Nathan added. "Wh-Whens it due?"

(Foreshadowing to PMH 2, Perfect :P)

"You know I hate math." Lessie grumbled. "It's November, and it's already been four months, sooooo.........April."

Her iPhone buzzed. "It's your mom. Perfect timing." She tossed it to him.

"Well, at least we will be free from school tommorow. I kinda feel wierd, being in school for almost another year when we should be out." He said, before picking up the phone. "Hello?"

(A nuclear F Bomb is about to drop....prepare youreselfs for Mrs. Jones rarely does this)

"Brandon Nathaniel Jones...what the hell were you thinking?" She started.

"Mom, just let me explain..." He said.

"No, let me explain. Hunter came by and told me that you got lessie pregnate. and quite frankly, im not fucking happy with it. I have a feeling you did it while I was on vacation, so guess what? Youre fucked....do you know how it feels to be a mother, who knows his son got a girl pregnate. Now, im expecting you and lessie at my house in 10 minutes, where we will discuss how this will happen. You may be graduating, but it doesnt end there. You understand?" She said.

"Yes ma'am." He said.

"You better be there before 10 minutes is up, or you will be fucked even more, because im not afraid to come get you myself." She said, before hanging up.

Nathan looked at lessie. "We need to go to my house..." He said flatly.

Lessie stared trembling. "Oh, hell."

Nathan stood up, and held out his hand. "What ever happens now, we will go through together. We are almost adults, so we need to act like them. We are now going out these doors, and face things together." He said to her, with a sound of confidence, yet fear in his voice.

Outside, Nate's house, Lessie started shaking again, one hand resting on her stoumach, which was just startd to swell.

Nathan looked at lessie. "You okay?" He asked, as he opened the door. He looked and saw his mom in the front room, taking some aspirine with a big glass of water.

"Mrs. Jones?" Lessie whisperd, lookign like a doe in the headlights, one hand still protectivly over thier baby, the other twined with Nate's.

"Come on, sit down..." She said, in a calm voice. "My anger attack is over. I just...want to make sure you guys know whats going to happen now." She said.

"So, its kind of like when you gave me 'The Talk'" Nathan asked.

Mrs. Jones laughed slightly. "Yeah, I guess..."

"I can sum it up: our reputations go down the crapper, not like I had one, and we'll hafta move away." Lessie said, "My aunt told me the same thing earlier."