So You're Saying I'm a Pregnant Man?
I find a slip of paper on the back of a flyer I'm holding during the first day of club recruitment.
It says that the president of the dance club, Donna Shaw, will announce in front of more than 100 people that I'm pregnant.
She's got everything ready—ultrasound reports, hospital records, and even eyewitnesses.
Henry Baker, her boyfriend and president of the Student Activities Board, will step in to save the day in front of everyone.
Consequently, the whole school will condemn me, and I will be expelled.
I stare at the paper, wondering what kind of lame prank this is.
I turn the paper over. The smile on my face fades when I see that the handwriting is identical to my own.
I slip the