Could He Be My Mr. Wonderful?

SIX MONTHS LATER!
Kim's POV.

So me and Cam have been stuck in this hotel for six months now. It's really annoying, but we're used to it now. Cam found a job at Mc Donald's. It's not the best job, but it's something. He works 10 AM to 5 PM. We don't go to school anymore, but we do on-line courses - but now it's the summer time, so no school what so ever. I don't work, so while Cam's at work I read or do something that will entertain me. I don't really like leaving the hotel without Cam. I only have a few minutes left until Cam comes back. Even though we live here now we don't really call it home. We might buy our own house soon, but we don't know for sure. It's currently August forth. I just turned 16 July 20th and Cam turned 18 April fifth.

The door opens and Cam walks in. I put down my book down and run over and hug him. As usual, he smells like French fries. His job seems to have burned that smell into him. He swirls me around and lightly kisses me before going to the bathroom to change out of his uniform.
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Later, we're walking around the grocery store. We can't buy much food though 'cause our room's fridge is only a mini one.

"Ugg!" Cam suddenly exclaims.

"What?" I look and see Erica standing there with a bunch of slutty looking girls, including Kathy. Just as we're turning away, Erica looks at us. "Well, Well. If it isn't the brat and her stupid boyfriend. Where do you live now? The streets? You know, I'm surprised your parents didn't kill you." She walks towards us, the sluts following there leader. "No, as a matter of fact we actually have a house." Cam says, as he puts his arm around my waist. I notice him frown a bit as he does so.

"How can you afford this stuff?" Erica picks up a box of oatmeal.

I just glare at her and yank the box out of her hands. "A job, duh." With that, Cam and I walk away. We really hate Erica.
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As soon as we got back and shoved the food into the fridge I hug Cam. "Good night." I yawn.

"Your going to bed? It's only six and you didn't eat yet." He frowns a bit, like at the store.

"I'm really tired. Wake me up at eight. I'll eat then."

"Alright."

When I woke up I got Cam to make me oatmeal for dinner. It's really all we can eat, unless we go out or order room service, but we don't do that much often.
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Week Later.

Cam left for work two hours ago. I was going out today. We don't have a car, so I have to take the bus. I've been sick for a while now, so I'm going to the doctor's today.
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After my doctor examines me and does some tests. She walks back into the room. "Well Kimberlee, first I need to ask, when was the last time you had sexual intercourse?"

"Uhh, never."

"Well I don't know if this is good or bad news for you, but your two months pregnant." I pass out at those words.
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Later, back at the hotel, I'm pacing back and fourth, waiting for Cam to come in so I can tell him our news. This is not good!! Look at us!! We can't handle a baby right now!! This is NOT GOOD!!

"Hey, baby... Uhh, why are you freaking out?" First I did not hear him come in and second he said the word.

"Uhh... Cam?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm two months pregnant."

He faints, luckily hitting the bed.