>We sit in extremely uncomfortable silence as Cynthia squirms as the delinquents look over us. The first people we came to for help. Cynthia's missed a period. I swallow as Maria breaks.
>"PFFFFFFTHHHAHAHAAHA!" I'm stunned as she lets loose a torrent of snorty, deep belly laughing. The rest of the group joins in. I cringe hard enough to turn into a singularity.
>"That's hilarious. You can't just tell jokes like that straight faced." Amber wipes a tear from her eye. I stare at her, hurt.
>Her face drops, realizing we aren't kidding.
>The silence is infectious as it starts to dawn on Sera and Maria as well that this wasn't a joke. Maria doubles over again in laughter.
>"YOU'RE SERIOUS!?" another fit of laughter as I sigh and clench my jaw.
>"Oh dios mio! Imagine the kid!" Cynthia snaps at her.
>"Shut the fuck up!" she's on the brink of tears. I find myself starting to join her as Sera roughly stamps on Maria's foot, drawing her mockery in.
>"Look. It'll work out. Promise." Sera tries to calm us down to no avail.
>Amber simply silently starts going into her backpack. I glance to try to see what she's doing as Maria speaks.
>"Look if it really gets that bad mama would probably foster the kid." Cynthia and I whip our heads over to her, surprise.
>"She talks my ear off about how much she wants to raise more kids. You'd think she was expecting me to pump out a kid for her minute one after graduation." Maria scoffs and shrugs at us. A quick glance between Cynthia and I. A plan. Not anything final but it stops the heart attack, at the minimum.
>A small silver device pokes into the corner of my vision. I look over to see Amber poking something to Cynthia. I recognize the thing as a tester.
>"A-Amber!?" I bark at her
>"Look, Greene, mom insisted." I quietly file a complaint in the back of my head that neither parent approached me with condoms.
cont.