UNY Dorm Room, Saturday Afternoon

[chasingangela]

It was Angela's 19th birthday, but she didn't have any plans to celebrate, really. She'd let herself have a caramel latte at work --- ooh, rebellion -- and was now flopped on her bed, trying to do some reading for her women's lit final.

Of course, Virginia Woolf wouldn't do her much good if she didn't make it past freshman year, but Angela wasn't letting herself think that far ahead.

[OOC: For meeeeeee, but open to anybody who remembers her birthday.]

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[chasingfriends.livejournal.com]

There was a high-pitched squeal from Rickie in the background.

"Oh my god, you are totally kidding, right?" he said, once he could speak again.

[chasingangela]

"... no," Angela had to admit. "I have told, like, nobody yet."

"Nobody" meaning "everyone she had talked to in the last two weeks who had known her for more than a nanosecond."

[chasingfriends.livejournal.com]

Rickie squealed happily again; Rayanne held up a finger to silence him. "Shit, Angela, what are you going to do? This is, like, big drama, I should offer you a drink except ..."

[chasingangela]

"Except," Angela agreed, toying with her bedspread.

Quietly she said, "I think we're keeping it."

[chasingfriends.livejournal.com]

"Oh."

After that, Rayanne didn't say anything. Rickie, though, jumped in.

"That's awesome, babies are such, such a blessing. Do you know what you're gonna call it?" He paused. "I should quit saying it. When are you do?"

[chasingangela]

"I call it, it," Angela informed him slowly, noticing Rayanne's silence. "Um, maybe Graham for a boy, for my dad? And I like Lauren or Andrea for a girl."

"It -- he or she, sorry -- will get here around Halloween."

[chasingfriends.livejournal.com]

Rickie was saying something about the names being pretty with Rayanne grabbed the phone again. "Wow, um ... congratulations?" Privately she was very glad it wasn't her, but she could tell Angela was trying to be happy. "I mean, if that's, like, what you want to hear."

[chasingangela]

"It is," Angela was defiant. "I mean, it's not what I expected, but ... it's a blessing, right? And I couldn't ... um."

[chasingfriends.livejournal.com]

"It's like in tenth grade," Rayanne agreed. "If you can't say the real thing and not 'um,' you so should not be allowed to do um."

"How are you telling your parents?"

[chasingangela]

"...not." Angela admitted. "I think maybe I'll just hand them the baby and let them figure it out."

[chasingfriends.livejournal.com]

"Seriously." Rayanne said.

[chasingangela]

"... probably not until I go home for the summer," Angela admitted. "They can yell at me then, right?"

[chasingfriends.livejournal.com]

"They shouldn't yell," Rickie said soothingly. Then, louder, as if daring Rayanne to say anything else: "It's still really early. Waiting to tell people totally makes sense."

[chasingangela]

"It does," Angela said, a little sullen.

Then: "Plus, I need time to figure out how we can stay in New York."

[chasingfriends.livejournal.com]

"You cannot get there and then come back to Three Rivers," Rayanne agreed. "It would be, like, wrong. Plus, if you come back, whose couch will we crash on?"

[chasingangela]

Angela laughed, which felt good. "So you guys will spoil the kid, right?" she had to know.

[chasingfriends.livejournal.com]

"Spoiled rotten," Rickie promised. "And now I feel bad running? But Tino's waiting for us outside. We'll call next week to check in, okay?"

[chasingangela]

"Okay!" Angela agreed. "Seriously, you don't have to check in -- I'm pregnant, not dying of leukemia."

Rayanne sounded very certain as she replied. "We'll check in. Later, Angelika."

"Later," Angela returned.