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Prologue: A Whole New World

I could hear the birds chirping in the background. In hindsight, that should've been the first sign something was wrong. Without really opening my eyes, I got up and dusted off my dress. "Damn, girl, that was some really cra-" I opened my eyes and then rubbed them, just to make sure I wasn't seeing funky shit.  Trees? In  Bridgeport?  Who'd ever heard of something like that? I looked around, just to make sure I wasn't, like, hallucinating. My eyes were beginning to adjust to the light.  No house. Huh. Weird. And lots of trees. "Larissa?" I called out for my best friend. "Makenzie?" No luck. "Okay, y'all." I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. "This isn't funny anymore." I finished looking around some more. Sure, it was pretty, but it felt...wrong. More trees. And not a single skyscraper in sight. Well, fuck.

1.02: Work, Work

I woke up a little more than an hour before my first day on the job. My mysterious benefactor had left me a camp shower, so I hopped on in to get cleaned up. It worked surprisingly well. I hopped out feeling ready to take on the day! But first, granola. Just as I finished, the carpool came and I dashed off to leave. My first day was....well, horrifying, to say the least. Like, I learned an intern is basically just a coffee-fetching-smile-and-nodder who doesn't get to do shit. But hey, that's in the past now. Hooray for promotions. A helluva headache now, though. Guess I overworked myself. I texted my friends about the promotion. Most of them seemed happy for me. I went out to get a celebratory coffee and the line was SO. SLOW. My grandpa Ken could move faster than these guys, I swear. No wonder it was nighttime by the time I got home. By that point, I was too tired to give a shit, so I went straight to bed. Tue...

1.07: Two Becomes Three

"Something wrong, Brittany?" Joaquin asked. I paused. How was I supposed to tell him - like, "Surprise, I've been holding this huge-ass secret from you that's literally shaped my entire life and by the way you knocked me up?" Though now that I think about it, that would make a rather good title for a Drop Down Dudes song. "You know I'm always here for you, right?" More of a pause. "...Babe?" "So I've got something to tell you..." Unloading all my shit on Joaquin at once? Maybe not the smartest move. But hey, it had to happen sometime. Besides, if he was gonna back out, better now than after things escalated further than they already had. We sat there together for a few moments in silence - comfortable, with him contemplating the fact I'd literally appeared out of the goddamn sky one day and all that jazz with my mom and the fact we may or may not be parents in a few months, depending on what we d...