Baby 1. The start of something wonderful.

Woke up feeling ready to start my challenge so I made myself some breakfast. Unfortunately, it seems I can't make breakfast, especially not at half past 7 in the evening. I hadn't even noticed the time! Putting the burnt food in the trash, I rushed to my room and threw on my favourite party dress.

"You look b-e-a-utiful Jay."

I whispered to myself, smiling nervously into the mirror. I'd never been out on my own before, but I figured it would be a blast, so with that, I took myself off to my first nightclub on my own. Once there, I immediately ran to the bar, but spotted this creepy looking dude.

His eyes flashed, so I decided to talk to him and see whether he would be up for being the first father. Apparently, not. Although, he didn't mind being best friends.

After joking around for a bit, I was reminded that I had to attend my graduation ceremony, so I headed to city hall alone to collect my diploma. My sister Marie was there, which was odd because I hadn't seen any of my family since I left. She didn't look very happy and disappeared almost as soon as she saw me. I looked nervously at those huge doors, wondering where they would lead me.

Once inside, I took my diploma when my name was called and came out pretty happy. I was voted most likely to get married and got a Merit. That's going on my wall. Throwing the diploma in the air, I was happy with myself, so I got going to another club, hoping to find my first baby daddy there.

I found this guy, who looked rather snobbish, but promising. I introduced myself and he smiled, telling me his name was Devin Ashton. He told me it was dead here and asked if he could come back to mine. This sounded good, so I let him drive me back. On my doorstep, he turned to me and knelt with a beautiful boquet of red roses.

"The same colour as your hair!"

He exclaimed, smiling happily at me. I smiled back, slightly worried that this guy would want to be something more than just part of a challenge.

For some strange reason, I decided to change into my pyjamas as I told him the rules and asked if he would accept them. He paused for a mere moment, before nodding and throwing his arms wide into the air.

"I've always wanted to be a father, but nobody wanted me."

He grinned with happiness and pulled me in for a kiss. Then we hopped onto the bed. This was going rather quick, but maybe that was a good thing. My tattoo seemed to think it was a good idea.

And then... i'm not going to go into details, lets just say, we did the deed and he walked out happy and with such a funny walk.

So I was pregnant. I felt a little different. I hadn't expected to feel different at all. I began to paint something, excited to see my bump and then my baby. I wanted to have a boy and I had already begun picking out names when I felt a rush of nausea. Oh, so it would be like this would it?!

I barely got to the toilet on time, but when I did -

I frowned, washed my mouth and hands and flushed the loo. I wasn't going to enjoy this pregnancy if that kept happening. The next day, I decided I would buy some new items for the baby and for me. So I purchased a crib for the spare room and with my spare money, I bought myself a cheap and cheerful car, glad that I now didn't have to rely on the subway.

My bump was now showing lots and my vampire friend had invited me to his party. Unfortunately, I had to wear my maternity clothes which looked pretty stupid. Once there, I met my friend and we stood in the hallway like a couple of dorks.

"Is this the party then?"

I asked, waiting for more people to turn up. Before he could reply, he burst into a cloud of ash and fell to the ground. WHAT THE HELL WAS HAPPENING?

As if that wasn't bad enough, the grim reaper came and called him away. I stood there, completely shaken by what had just happened.

I went home again and stood in the bedroom, my bump was huge now. I sat down to play the keyboard but my baby was having none of that and wanted OUT.

 

welcome to the world:

Aislinn Moon.

- athletic

- perceptive