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Post by newt devan livingston on Feb 10, 2009 16:52:52 GMT -5
New was over at the bar, he had the t.v turned on, and the radio blasting. He never had alcohol at his bar, it was all virgin drinks. He poured Pay what she always loved to have, a shirley temple. Which was a fruity drink made of cranberry juice, 7-up and a bit of lemon juice. He put some ice and a lemon on the ring to finish it off. He then started to pour a virgin clamato. Which was a tomato-ey drink with workshester sauce, to make it have more flavor, some lemon juice to make it tangy and lots of tobaso sauce to make it hot and spicy, he always likes things hot and spicy. He took his drink, and took a sip, leaving Sharpays there and waiting for her to come, he went to the mini fridge and popped out a chicken ceaser salad, since she probablly didn't eat. He stuck with a burrito he just heated up in the microwave. He sat down on the couch, and set his drink and burrito on the coffee table in front of him, turning off the radio and flipping through different channels. Waiting for sharpay to come.
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on Feb 10, 2009 17:15:45 GMT -5
I'm Burnin' Up Right Now & I Need Your Touch ♥ Sharpay turned off her laptop and set it carefully in it's pink case. She zipped up the case and grabbed her gray sweatshirt, since it wasn't exactly spring, but it was not the end of winter either. She threw on her sweatshirt and pulled on a pair of high heels she usually wore when she wanted to practice her dancing. She knew she didn't need a purse, so she closed the door and took the key out of her pocket and locked the door. She put the key back into her sweatshirt pocket and walked out of her dorm. She walked across campus to get to his dorm, which only took about 5 minutes and opened the door to the dorm. She walked through the hallway, as guys walked past and stared at her, obviously jealous of the fact that Newt had seen her with less than what she was wearing on. She smiled politely, and just to get on their nerves, she blew a kiss to the dorkiest one and gave him a small wink. She finally reached Newt's dorm by this time. She didn't bother to knock or anything, since he was expecting her. She opened the door and then closed it. She turned around as she closed it and twisted the small knob on the door handle, causing the door to lock. She walked over to him, but not before grabbing her drink from where it was sitting. She smiled at him. She really didn't have to say anything to him. They both knew that she was happy whether they were talking-or not. She sat down on his bed and took a small sip from her shirley temple and looked over at him.
Notes; she's a tease. haha.
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Post by newt devan livingston on Feb 10, 2009 17:24:12 GMT -5
He saw the door open, he watched as sharpay entered the room, he found it rather amusing to see her just walk in like that. He took a big bite of his burrito and wiped his mouth with a napkin. He looked over, and saw his wife just sitting there. Hello. he said, with a smile on his face.
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on Feb 10, 2009 17:34:06 GMT -5
I'm Burnin' Up Right Now & I Need Your Touch ♥ She smiled at him and said a small, "Hi." under her breath. She wasn't in a very talkative mood really. She'd rather be doing something else at the moment. She set her purse down on the bed and took another small drink from her Shirley Temple. She sighed, quietly and set her drink down on his nightstand. "I'll be back." she said, with a small smile. She stood up and walked to his bathroom. She had to fix her hair, for sure. She, looking in the mirror of his bathroom now, had closed the door and realized something.
She was late. She'd never been late a day in her life. She looked down at her purse. She happened to know that she had a pregnancy test in her purse from the last time she thought she was pregnant. She opened up her purse and pulled it out of it's package.
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3 Minutes of pure agony later, she looked down at the test. She sighed. "I hope to God that a pink line means-" she grabbed the box and examined it. "What? B-But....UGH!" she tossed the stick and the box into the trashbin and zipped her purse. She turned off the light in the bathroom and opened the door. She sat back down and looked over at him. She grabbed her drink and took a long sip. God. If it had alcohol and if she weren't pregnant, it'd be perfect at the moment. "Ummm....Newt?" she looked over at her husband and the thought that she actually was now his wife sent chills down her spine as she said his name. She looked down at the glass in her hand.
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Post by newt devan livingston on Feb 10, 2009 17:41:39 GMT -5
He looked at her while she left to go to the bathroom, she ddint seem very talkative today. He wondered why, then he wondered again why she was taking sucha long time in the bathroom. After about 5 minutes she finally came out, looking pissed, helooked at her. Yes, Dear? he said.
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on Feb 10, 2009 17:50:22 GMT -5
I'm Burnin' Up Right Now & I Need Your Touch ♥ She looked at him. Why her? Why now? She didn't want this to happen. It shouldn't have happened until a few years later. She sighed, quietly. She set her glass down again and laid down on his bed. She looked up at the ceiling of his room. The boring dull color white stared back at her. "Newt...I'm....I'm......" then it hit her. She needed to get to his bathroom, a-sap. She flung herself up and ran into the bathroom. She started to throw up. Morning sickness? God, more like every-minute-sickness. Her mom said she'd been the same way when she was pregnant with Sharpay and Ryan. She pulled her head away. Maybe she was done. She panted softly. God she was out of breath after that. She flushed the toilet and grabbed a towel. She groaned and sat down on the floor. She pressed the towel to her lips and blotted around them. She held the towel close to her. She didn't have to even tell him now. He'd probably already figured it out by then. Of course. he was a bit slow...
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Post by newt devan livingston on Feb 10, 2009 18:43:37 GMT -5
He got confused when she ran up and started to throw up, Sick? Your sick? he asked. That was his first thought, mainly because she was throwing up. he sat dwn beside her and put her head on his lap. He rubbed her head lightly looking at her.
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on Feb 10, 2009 18:50:59 GMT -5
I'm Burnin' Up Right Now & I Need Your Touch ♥ Sharpay looked up at him. "Um...No. Not really," she shook her head. She grabbed one of his hands and gently started to rub little circles into his hand. "I'm pregnant, Newt." she said, biting her bottom lip. She stopped biting it. Bad idea, she thought. It tasted horrible due to what she had been doing not even a minute before this.
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Post by newt devan livingston on Feb 10, 2009 19:00:31 GMT -5
As soon as she said those words his eyes widened. Oh my goodness, thats great. Isn't it? he asked.
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Post by sharpay elizabeth evans on Feb 10, 2009 19:10:28 GMT -5
I'm Burnin' Up Right Now & I Need Your Touch ♥ "Um....I don't know, Newt....I just..didn't think this'd happen so soon. And, besides that...I don't know if I'm ready for this, Newt." Sharpay said, holding onto Newt's hand a little bit tighter.
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