Beautiful Disaster

Rebecca raised her head, looking at the doctor. "I don't know. It kind of just started today. I've had the urge to throw up." she quietly said shrugging her shoulders.

 

Rebecca pressed her lips together, slowly lowering her head. She inhaled deeply as she played with her hands. "I'm..." she trailed off, not wanting to finish her question.

 

Rebecca slightly leaned forward, pressing her hands against her knees. She already knew what was causing it all. She had nothing to say so she let them both talk amongst themselves.

 

"A year?" Rebecca asked raising her head, looking back and forth at them. "I might be carrying a child for a year?"

 

Rebecca glared at Grey before turning her attention towards the doctor. She didn't like the idea of being a mother at a young age. Then again, there's nothing they can do now. She sighed, lowering her head. "Point is I'm going to be having a child in a matter of months..." she muttered.

 

Name: Blake Narkityle
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Race: Electric Demon
Personality: Blake is a joker at best who tends to make enemies quicker than friends. With this personality he is classified as a Grade A+ Smartass, an achievement he's quite proud of.
Bio: Blake was forced into the school by his father who wanted him to stop his lifestyle of skating and scamming his way through life after his mother died.
Appearance:
Power: Control Electricity
Weapon: Bladed skateboard and a custom made all-red .45 Pistol with electrically charged bullets
Other: Gravity
Preview Post: Blake sat in his first hour class bored beyond comprehension. All he could think about was leaving, skateboarding, and doing all the things he does best like scamming people and goofing off. He looked at the teacher finally starting to pay a little attention. But something was wrong the more Blake payed attention the more he noticed. There was something wrong with this room...this smell, it didn't smell like old books and cheap floor wax, no it smelled like bleach and glass cleaner. This wasn't his first hour class at all. Oh no the worst had happened....he fell asleep in the Janitor's closet.

 

"Thank you..." Rebecca muttered getting off the bed. She kept her eyes down at the floor as she walked passed Grey, not bothering to raise her head.

In. Start whenever you like.

 

Rebecca shrugged her shoulders, staring down at the ground. "I don't know. I haven't thought of names for a baby seeing as how this happened unexpectedly."

 

"In danger? We'll get in trouble, not in danger!" Rebecca quickly said in a harsh tone. She sighed as she raised her head, picking up her pace. "Why did this even have to happen?"

 

Rebecca spun around, coming to a stop and pulling her arm from Grey's grasp. "Why would anybody even want to cause any danger to this? That'd be a little odd, don't you think?" She stared at Grey before crossing her arms and looking somewhere else.

 

Rebecca looked back at Grey, thinking for a moment. "Wait...Is it your kind that you're worried about?" she asked lowering her arms down to her sides. "Or am I just thinking too much?"