AlejandroxHeather Moments

Damn it! Why did Courtney have to go into labor now? Why did she have to do it when Alejandro was obviously in the middle of doing something very important? And why did Trent have to speak up when he could see what was going on? Why?


Immediately, Courtney’s scream came from inside, “Trent, get me to a hospital!”


“Are you guys coming of what?” Trent asked nervously.


I stood up angrily, “Can’t you see that we were in the middle of something?”


Alejandro stood up from the ground and placed a hand on my shoulder, “It’s all right, mi amor. My question can wait.”


I scowled. No, it...

“Courtney? What are you doing here?” I asked in surprise.


“I’m pregnant,” Courtney snapped. Her stomach was very swollen.


“Obviously.”


She crossed her arms over her chest, “I guess we’re both knocked up.”


“How far along are you?”


“Seven months with a boy. You?”


“I’m four months with a girl.”


“Maybe we could keep in touch,” She rummaged through her purse and found a small notebook with a pen attached to it. She wrote something on it, ripping the page out; she handed it to me, “It’s good to know that I’m not the only one in this situation.”


I stuffed the...

Beep.


Beep.


Beep.


What was that noise? It just kept going on and on. It was getting on my nerves; it just wouldn’t stop.


My head hurt so badly. I didn’t know why, but I wanted it to stop soon.


I slowly opened my eyes, looking around the room. Everything seemed to be white. Why? Where was I? I couldn’t tell. I didn’t have any clue of where I was. I slowly tried to sit up, but found that I couldn’t. I didn’t know if I was strapped down or if I just didn’t have the strength.


“Heather, you’re awake!” A voice called excitedly.


I turned my head to face where the sound of the voice was...

Only one hour until 2011. As I laid in the almost-midnight garden of wet grass and melted snow, I thought about what had happened on the last day of 2010. 
*Harold freaked out because he started thinking about 2012. Loser.
*Beth said something about finally talking to Duncan.
The day had not been as eventful as I thought; as my heart continued to pound, I thought more and more about my life up until now. My friends, my family, and my worst enemy: Alejandro Juan Burromuerto. 
We had been at each other's throats all year, even longer than that. The spew of flirty dialogue and insults became more...

Heather's POV



“Sh, it’s going to be alright, Heather.”


I could barely remember how we even got into this position. I had my arms wrapped around Alejandro while I was his lap. I cried into his shoulder.


“No it’s not,” I mumbled, “Nothing’s going to be alright. I’m having your bastard child and you’re saying that it’s going to be alright.”


“It will, mi amor. I’m going to be here with you and we’ll be in this together.”


“But what about my parents?”


He pulled away from the grip he had on me and I let go of him; he looked me in the eyes, “What about them?”


“They’re...

The next day, I ended up going shopping with Courtney and Sierra (who ended up dragging Cody along, against his will.). Courtney wanted me to come with her to do some final baby shopping for her son before he was born; Sierra had just kind of invited herself along with her hostage Cody—he obviously didn’t have any consent in this.


The mall was crowded since Christmas was less than a week away.


Sierra and I were just providing opinions for Courtney while Cody was, well he was just there.


“Ow,” I heard Courtney moan. Both Sierra and I turned around to look at her.


“Are you all right?”...