Max's POV (2 months pregnant)

I was holding my shirt up enough to see my belly in the mirror. I stared at it. I had no bump.

Was I supposed to have a bump? Was there something wrong with the baby?

I set my hand on my stomach I'm 2 months pregnant. How far along do you have to be to have a baby bump?

I sigh. And let go of my shirt letting it fall. I got ready for school. And went to the kitchen for food.

When I walked in to the kitchen worse smell ever invaded my senses.

I ran to the bathroom and vomited in the toilet.

Mama walked in to the bathroom and kneeled down next to me to rub my back as I continued puking in the toilet.

"The smell making you vomit," She asked gently while still rubbing my back.

I nodded my when I finished puking. "I hate puking so much, " I said groaning. Mama gave me a sympathetic smile.

"I know sweetheart. Now you should get to school before you're late, " She said giving me a peck on the head before leaving the bathroom.

I sigh and get up.

I go and get my backpack and shoes and head out the door. The first thing I see is Derek's car.

He's been trying to get me to agree to letting him drive me to school. I typically refuse as I understandably have a lot of trust issues after all that had happened.

I began walking to school while trying my best to ignore the car driving next to me.

It parked and Derek got out. He then ran to catch up with me.

"Max you shouldn't be walking to school alone while you're pregnant," He said. I sigh and said, "I'm pretty sure I'll be fine the school isn't even that far."

He pouted like a puppy.

"Did you eat? Are you feeling okay? Is the baby okay?" The questions didn't stop until we got to the school.

"Derek please leave me alone," I say hoping he will. He pouted again and asked, "Are you sure you're okay alone?"

"I'll be fine now leave me alone." I say with irritation in my voice.

He sighed sadly and walked away glancing at me a few times while walking.

I turn my attention away from him and looked at the door that leads inside the building. I didn't want to go in.

I don't want to see Leo or Dom. I don't want to my school mates. I also don't want to have to deal with the teachers either.