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       Potter Westing and Alexandria Heffernan
       By: EloquentMisprints Date: January 30, 2014, 9:40 pm
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       The students were paired in twos and assigned to raise a family
       together. To begin with, they each selected a career from their
       chosen concentration and drew a random salary from a hat. They
       were then informed that they would be having a child and each
       couple was handed a 'pregnancy belly', which one half of the
       couple was to be wearing at all times. As the next few weeks
       progressed, they would receive at least one baby simulator that
       they were to raise together, each with a sensor inside that
       logged all damages done to the child.
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       Re: Potter Westing and Alexandria Heffernan
       By: MissM Date: January 31, 2014, 12:15 am
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       Alexandria Heffernan
       Oh, lovely. Another baby project in health class. She really,
       really was sick of them. For whatever reason, her schedule upon
       coming to new schools always involved taking the stupidest
       classes. She already planned on not ever having kids, her
       husband be damned. And if she was 30 before she married,
       whatever. But she planned on marring someone with money who
       didn't want kids (or rather, who didn't mind not having kids
       with her and expecting her to take care of them). Those were her
       only two real requirements.
       "Partners for the family project are as follows," Mrs. Striker
       announced, "Mr. Dawsom and Miss Konigin, congratulations, you're
       having a baby."
       She snickered.
       "Paradox Fee and Clarence Morgan."
       She snickered again. That was all she could do for that pair.
       She snickered on and off as the pairs were named, until she got
       called.
       “Potter Westing and Alexandria Heffernan.”
       Oh goody. Theater and graphic design. She sighed. At least her
       salary was high. She glanced over to where he was sitting, and
       then her attention was brought rapidly back to her own desk when
       the teacher plopped the belly on her desk.
       "Oh, god, not this again..." she muttered. She would do just
       about anything not to have to wear that thing again. "Can I
       please not wear this thing? Not gonna ever have kids, not a
       problem for me." She wasn't hopeful. The teacher ignored her
       request and kept reading off pairs.
       [font=verdana]"Now, I'm sure you are all eager to get
       started,"[/font][font=verdana] the teacher
       said,[/font][font=verdana] smiling at them all brightly.[/font]
       "Not even remotely." She sighed, fervently hoping that it would
       be a short experience and that she wouldn't have to spend 100%
       of the time strapped to the damn pregnancy belly thing.
       "But there are a few things that you should be aware of first;
       these bellies were constructed by Halesworth's very own Dr.
       Ramsey, so they are state of art. Once you secure the 'belly'
       around you, you will be unable to remove it until your 'water
       breaks', at which time the belly will release electric pulses in
       lieu of contractions and you are to come to this room. Your
       labor will consist of watching a tape of someone else's."
       "You're effing kidding me."
       There went track practice. Her coach wouldn't be happy. Hell,
       she wasn't happy. It wasn't that she really minded her partner.
       She didn't. What she minded was being strapped to the belly
       thing, unable to take it off. No freedom from it, even when she
       slept. She looked over at Potter.
       I hope he's good with ****y chicks. At least most of her
       homework she could do sitting down. But she would have to go to
       classes. She'd have to deal with the effing belly. AGAIN. She
       would be bound to her ass for a week and it would drive her
       absolutely bonkers.
       At least it would only be a week. She sighed.
       "Couple up, couple up! I want a budget worked up by Thursdays
       class. You will not pass this assignment if you don't meet
       outside of class. Remember that. Now, strap on your bellies and
       let the project begin!"
       She rolled her eyes and turned to her partner. "Potter, wasn't
       it?"
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