Fan Fiction
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“Hey T”
“You’re not going to believe who invited you to their house warming party”
“Helena Peabody”
“Okay that’s a little freaky”
“No, Dana and Alice were talking about it at lunch”
“So are you going?”
“Absolutely not, I refuse to attend any function that that pariah is throwing”
“Bette she’s trying to be our friend”
“No Tina she is trying to get in your pregnant pants, you shouldn’t trust her”
“If I told you that we had a talk today about that, and that she decided to give up her pursuit would you reconsider?”
“No”
“Okay I’m not going to force you, but I think you have her pegged wrong. Just like she did with you, but changed her tune once she started hanging out with us”
“She started hanging out with the rest of them, not me”
“Fine, but it’s not going to be the same if you’re not there”
“Doesn’t she have her own circle of friends?”
“I’m sure she does”
“Then why doesn’t she stick with them”
“I don’t know Bette”
“So you’re going then?”
“Yes”
“Fine I’ll only go if you’re going, I’ll pick you up”
“Great, but you don’t have to pick me up”
“Tina you’re in your third trimester I don’t think you should be driving”
“Fine”
They arrived at the Lamaze class 30 minutes earlier because Bette was concerned about finding a good parking space. Bette had expressed concern about Tina doing too much physical activity, and didn’t her want walking too far.
“Okay so Helena isn’t so bad”
“I told you, wait, here’s our door”
“Oh thank god it’s not that crowded”
“I see plenty of room at the back”
“So my father will be in town next week”
“Oh that’s good. Does he know about us?”
“Not yet”
“I’ll bet he’ll be ecstatic about it”
Bette watched as Tina took a seat on the mat making sure she was comfortable before doing the same. Both women turned their heads at the labored breathing sounds coming from the door. They tried to keep their composure as they recognized the heavy breather walking toward them with one hand bracing her back while the other rubbing her fake pregnant tummy. They looked at each other as the fake mother plowed down in the space next to them.
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(22 votes, average: 3.73 out of 5)
I literally burst out laughing at the birthing class, and I could just see it happening. I’d probably feel the same way as the girls, to be honest. I love your story – and a unique premise among the hundreds I’ve read. Thanks.
Yes, you are both amazing.
I am enjoying this story. I was reading the class part with a smile on my face the whole time.
Really funny.Thank you.
Love Bette and Tina, the gang at the birthing class are so funny!
Omg hilarious from the gang, and bette and tina yayyy!!!