"Are you ready?" I asked Scarlet, as my phone lit up
for the seventh time within the past ten minutes. A small smile
lit across my face when I saw that it was only Travis, asking why
Scarlet and I were so late to our double date. "I
think Darren and Travis are getting impatient."
Darren was new to our school, and he just came six months into
Although everyone warned him to stay away from her, he
couldn't help but find interest in her.
They've been dating for two months now, and he doesn't
mind that Scarlet's carrying a baby that wasn't his.
In fact, he supported her.
Scarlet rolled her eyes, before spritzing some hairspray into her
blonde curls. "Tell them that I'm nine months pregnant,
and I could be late if I want to."
I laughed, before jabbing away at my phone. "You do realize
that we're half and hour late, right?"
Scarlet snorted, before finally setting her can of hairspray back
on her vanity. "Hey, if I'm going to be this fat for a
date, at least let me look decent."
I would've been lying if I said that Scarlet didn't look
Her stomach was bulging out of her maternity blouse, and she had
gained a few extra pounds from all of her pregnancy cravings
throughout the past nine months.
But, she didn't look bad.
She looked healthy.
Suddenly, I noticed a puddle by her leg, as I frowned.
"Scar, you didn't spill any hairspray, did
Scarlet raised an eyebrow, shaking her head. "No, of course
not. What kind of question is that?"
My eyes widened, as my lips suddenly parted.
The puddle that was running down Scarlet's leg became
increasingly big, as I began to panic.
"Oh my gosh, Scar." I breathed. "Y-Your water
Scarlet's eyes widened, as she stared below her feet.
She let out a gasp, as her face suddenly flushed. "No!"
she shrieked. "This can't be happening! I'm not due
for another two weeks!"
I ran a hand through my hair, not caring how many hours it took
for me to curl it.
My hands fumbled through Scarlet's purse, as I fished out her
"We've got to get you to the hospital, right now."
I quickly slurred, sounding incoherent.
I hurried Scarlet down the stairs, as she suddenly let out a
wince of pain.
"It's hurting!" she snapped at me, suddenly fuming.
"Why is it hurting so much?!"
"Deep breaths." I ordered Scarlet, as she began to
I buckled her into the backseat, as I started up the car.
I quickly dialed Travis' number, as he picked up on the first
"Riley?" he sounded angry. "You and Scarlet are
thirty minutes late. Where the-"
"No time, Travis." I cut him off, as I sped down the
street. "You and Darren need to get to St. Marks hospital,
Travis muttered something to Darren, before he cleared his
throat. "Did Scarlet-?"
"Yes." I quickly said, before pulling in the parking
lot. "I need to go now, okay? Come quick."
I hung up on Travis, turning to face Scarlet, who's face was
scrunched in pain.
"Get this baby out of me!" she screamed, as I led her
into the hospital.
"Scarlet, hush." I tried to soothe her, as a nurse came
rushing towards us. "Her water broke. She's screaming
and telling me she's in pain and I just don't know what
The nurse placed a hand on my shoulder, as she set Scarlet down
in a wheelchair.
"We've got your sister covered." the nurse smiled
softly. "Don't worry."
My shoulders relaxed, as I nodded weakly.
They had Scarlet under control.
My best friend, no, sister, was giving birth any minute now.