laceyglove

Dear Diary,

My life is ruined. Mrs. Colton rearranged the seating chart in class today so i no longer sit next to my Tommy. I am sick to my stomach. How could she move us? Doesn't she know that we are going to be parents soon? Tommy's handling it pretty well though. He now sit's next to Jessica, the head cheerleader. I hope she'll help him with his homework. That's how Tommy and i met, he'd talk to me before the bell rang for class and ask to see my homework. His voice is so nice, and caring, "Hey, let me copy your homework". I get goosebumps just thinking about it. Ahhh, no wait what was i trying to say? Oh yeah, so anyways, it's going to be real hard for us to talk now since he isn't next to me anymore. So after school today i decided to call him. I was going to tell him that i think i might be pregnant with his baby. How do you just tell someone that though? I mean, only after the first time too. I think i'm still in denial. I figured, your a smart girl, you'll think of some easy way to tell him. I dialed the number slowly, hearing the long beeps of each number. Then he answered, "Hello"? "Hi Tommy", i said, "It's Lacey". "Lacey? Lacey who"? I giggled, "Silly, i used to sit next to you in math class, i have something i want to tell you". He told me he had to eat dinner and to tell him at school tomorrow. I think he may know but just isn't ready to deal with it yet. I shall see tomorrow. Wish me luck Diary.

Dear God,
Please give me the courage to tell Tommy about our baby. And please let Tommy love me and the baby. And to please help Tommy understand that it's okay to be in highschool with a wife and child. Jesus saves. Amen.

Love the Glove