A/N: I can’t believe I’m this far into my story. OMG! Guys, this is chapter nine!!! Wow. Don’t worry; this fic is far from over. Well, not too far. :D I can’t wait. I hope you enjoy this chapter, because this is so far my favorite.
Not So Pefect
Chapter Nine: Kicking
Once I enter the front door, I quickly close it. I drop my keys in the key bowl by the table near the door. I walk past the full length mirror. Taking a deep breath, I take a few steps back and stare at myself. I swear, I haven’t looked in this thing since that fateful night five months ago. Back then, I was fixing my hair and my dress hoping that I didn’t look fat, but now. I’m pregnant. Wow. Look at me. I take notice of my long red hair braided to the side. I look at my clothes. I’ve never been fashion-concious, but six months ago I would’ve never wore an outfit like this: grey sweatpants and a grey sweatshirt with the BA emblem on the left side. Then again, six months ago I wasn’t five months pregnant.