PixieStix

Jo "No, Chris. This is so stupid," I keep walking, going to the beach.

Jo I watch it all standing and pushing them away from each other. I swallow, "Why can't you guys just get along? This is rediculous! I you guys can't be ...

Jo "I don't think you want to do that. Jo's mom sent me," He smirks.

Jo He sighs, "You leave, and I won't fight with you anymore."

Jo "No, you get out. You're ruining her life," He responds.

Jo "Oh, and what if I do it to you first? Touching her all over last night weren't you?" He pushes Chris back and I swallow, scared.

Jo I bite my lip and stop from saying anything more as Brady walks in, me in the middle of the room now, and looks at me, "Why, Jo?" I ...

Jo "I'm not upset," I lie.

Jo "They'll find us anyways. You know how they are," I sigh, biting my lip, throwing on a shirt and shorts before shutting the blinds and leaning against the door.

Jo I nod, "Yeah. Ugh."

Jo I nod and take a deep breath, reading the article and shaking my head. And I'm apperantly pregnant? No. That's it.

Jo I smile, "Why are you apologizing? It's not your fault."

Jo I shrug, running a hand through my hair, "Paparazzi."

Jo I take my head in my hands and shake my head, dropping the magazine on my lap.

Jo I smile, looking to my right to see a magazine that my mom must've dropped off this morning. I pick it up and see us on the front page, ...