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awritinglilypeaTitle: A Life Less Ordinary
Characters/Pairing: Lita/Randy (beginning), Lita/?
Genre: AU
Rating: PG
Complete: No.
Summary: Amy had never felt so vulnerable or alone as she did then.
Notes: Based off a popular television show. If I haven’t told you about this fic and you can guess you win a prize…LOL
Warnings: Contains teenage pregnancy.
Amy had never felt so vulnerable or alone as she did then.
The strip had turned pink; the strip was pink.
Her life as she knew it was completely and utterly over.
Randy wouldn’t want to deal with this that much was certain especially since he was heading off to college in six months with his entire life ahead of him.
And her mother, her mother would be heartbroken over this.
Her potential, the potential that her mother raved about every day…wasted.
Amy took a deep breath closing her eyes tightly she tried her hardest to calm herself, tears threatening to fall.
“What’s wrong babe?” Randy appeared before her like magic, his hazel eyes filled with concern.
Her stomach turned and she closed her eyes, glancing away from him for the moment. “It’s pink,” the words felt heavy on her tongue, almost foreign in a way and she didn’t know any other way to say it.
Randy frowned, taking a few moments to puzzle it all out.
“Okay…” He said slowly, “What is?” It was as though she thought he was losing all of her mental facilities.
“The strip on the test,” Why wasn’t her voice working? Why wouldn’t the words come out right?
Maybe she just wasn’t ready to say them yet.
Randy’s face paled and he nodded slowly, biting his bottom lip and meeting her eyes.
“Marry me,” he told her simply, the words more of an order than a question.
Amy laughed, shaking her head until she was forced to cover her mouth with one hand.
“You’re stupid,” she told him before she turned and fled the building, the skirt she was wearing nearly flying up in the process.
She didn’t stop running until she was at her car and got in; peeling out of the parking lot, she left the school her mother had paid fifteen thousand dollars for her to attend, and Randy behind.
Tears slipped down her cheeks as she drove as fast as she could without getting pulled over and away from the building, her vision blurred.
She was sixteen, and pregnant.
What the fuck had she been thinking?
Characters/Pairing: Lita/Randy (beginning), Lita/?
Genre: AU
Rating: PG
Complete: No.
Summary: Amy had never felt so vulnerable or alone as she did then.
Notes: Based off a popular television show. If I haven’t told you about this fic and you can guess you win a prize…LOL
Warnings: Contains teenage pregnancy.
Amy had never felt so vulnerable or alone as she did then.
The strip had turned pink; the strip was pink.
Her life as she knew it was completely and utterly over.
Randy wouldn’t want to deal with this that much was certain especially since he was heading off to college in six months with his entire life ahead of him.
And her mother, her mother would be heartbroken over this.
Her potential, the potential that her mother raved about every day…wasted.
Amy took a deep breath closing her eyes tightly she tried her hardest to calm herself, tears threatening to fall.
“What’s wrong babe?” Randy appeared before her like magic, his hazel eyes filled with concern.
Her stomach turned and she closed her eyes, glancing away from him for the moment. “It’s pink,” the words felt heavy on her tongue, almost foreign in a way and she didn’t know any other way to say it.
Randy frowned, taking a few moments to puzzle it all out.
“Okay…” He said slowly, “What is?” It was as though she thought he was losing all of her mental facilities.
“The strip on the test,” Why wasn’t her voice working? Why wouldn’t the words come out right?
Maybe she just wasn’t ready to say them yet.
Randy’s face paled and he nodded slowly, biting his bottom lip and meeting her eyes.
“Marry me,” he told her simply, the words more of an order than a question.
Amy laughed, shaking her head until she was forced to cover her mouth with one hand.
“You’re stupid,” she told him before she turned and fled the building, the skirt she was wearing nearly flying up in the process.
She didn’t stop running until she was at her car and got in; peeling out of the parking lot, she left the school her mother had paid fifteen thousand dollars for her to attend, and Randy behind.
Tears slipped down her cheeks as she drove as fast as she could without getting pulled over and away from the building, her vision blurred.
She was sixteen, and pregnant.
What the fuck had she been thinking?
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Date: 2009-06-30 04:09 am (UTC)You are off to another great start with this one babe!
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Date: 2009-06-30 04:59 am (UTC)Thank you so much -hugs-
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Date: 2009-06-30 06:02 am (UTC)I can't wait to see where this is going and who will save teh day...
Someone's gonna save teh day....right? HAHA! :D
Anywho, it's a nice little beginning!! :D
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Date: 2009-06-30 11:37 am (UTC)