+December 2, 2012
Kat Robertson, WTE
Soundtrack: Backseat Serenade, All Time Low
December 2, 2012; As a way to get to know everyone, especially with such busy work schedules, the crew of the show has set up a tea. The event is to get to know those you have yet to truly spend any time with and all around enjoy each other's company. The cameras will be rolling so try and keep it civilized.

“So, have you told him yet?”

I sighed at Xia’s question and kept quiet as I pulled on my leather jacket. She took my silence as her answer and came around the corner shaking her heard.

“You’ve got to tell him. He’ll come home from tour and see you with cameras and a baby bump and wonder what the hell happened.”

“Well, I told him that we were going to be a part of a reality show. I just didn’t tell him why…”

Xia narrowed her eyes at me and continued shaking her head. “Kat, I love you, but you’ve got to tell Jae. He’s practically your husband. Honestly, if you two don’t get engaged before the year is out, I’ll be surprised. He wants kids like nobody’s business so this would definitely move things along a bit.”

“Xia, I would marry Jae with our without children. He knows how I feel about kids and he knows how I feel about him. I don’t want a kid to move things along. I want to move things along without pressure or worry, you know?”

She sighed and pulled me into a hug. “It’s okay, Kat. But, I’m just saying, you should tell him before the cameras start to roll.”

I nodded, positive she was right, and shooed her out of the bathroom. She grinned and slid down the wall into a sitting position outside the door. “It’s an invasion of privacy if sit inside the bathroom. If I sit outside the bathroom, it’s just being here in case something goes wrong and you need me. Although I totally doubt it will,” she assured when she caught the flicker of worry that crossed my face.

When the door was safely closed I took a seat on the edge of the bathtub. I scrolled through my contacts and found Jae’s number. I hesitated for a moment before pressing the call button.

“Kat! Hang on just a second, love. Let me get away from the boys.”

I sat, holding my breath, while Jae moved away from the boys. I heard their shouts of ‘hello’ and even a few cat calls before it all faded away. “Okay,” he said after a moment, “what’s up?”

“Jae,” I began, trying to keep my voice from shaking, “I, uh, well, I love you. You know that, right?”

“Of course,” he murmured and I could practically see the frown on his face, “what’s wrong, Kat?”

I bit my lip and took a deep breath through my nose before finally blurting out, “I’m pregnant.”

I heard Jae’s intake of breath and then silence. I sat and waited for him to say something, anything. I could feel a panic attack creeping up on me and struggled to keep my breathing normal.

And that’s when he finally showed some sort of reaction.

I heard the clatter of his phone falling to the floor before a flurry of yelling in Korean. I caught bits and pieces but he was speaking far too quickly for me to catch on to everything. I knew by the cheers of the boys and the few words I caught that it was a good kind of cheering.

I heard someone call Jae a dumbass and then rapid footsteps. “You’re serious? We’re having a baby! Oh my god, this is amazing. How far along are you? When will we know what it is? Oh my god, I have to get home. I love you, I love you so much! This is the best news.”

I couldn’t help but giggle at Jae’s speech. His accent and excitement made it difficult for even me to understand. “Calm down. I’m maybe two months. I’ll be alright until you get back in January. We won’t know what the sex is for a couple more months. I love you, too. Tell the boys that I’m glad they’re happy as well. Whatever this little rugrat is, it’ll have a hell of a lot of uncles.”

“Oh, this is amazing. I’m so excited! So, this is what that reality show was? Whatever, it doesn’t matter. Have you told your parents? I have to tell my parents. My parents love you. Your parents hate me. I can see this going over well.”

My eyes widened and I let my head fall to my hands. “I forgot all about my family. Oh, wow. This is not going to be good at all.”

Jae sighed on the other end of the line and shuffled around a bit. “It will all be okay. I’ll be with you when you see your parents next. I’ll help you tell them and if they hate it, well, that’s their loss. I just don’t want to see your sister. It’s nothing personal, of course, but she’s scary.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at Jae’s attitude toward my sister. If he was afraid of anyone, I would assume it was my father. But then again, my sister does carry a gun more often than my father. “I don’t even want to be around my sister right now, honestly. I don’t trust her on a regular basis. And, I guess you’re right. Xia’s going to stay here until you get home, though. If that’s alright…”

“Of course. Keep Xia close. If you get sick or anything, you know, at least you’ll have her. And if anything major happens, get her to call me. Alright? I’ve got to go now, to rehearse and everything, but I love you and I’m so excited. You probably just made me the happiest I’ve ever been.”

I smiled at Jae’s excitement and wished I could share it entirely. “I’m glad, darling. I love you and I’ll talk to you later.”

“I love you, too. The boys say keep the stress to a minimum. I’ll talk to you later.”

I hit the end button and sat with my head in my hands for a moment before getting up and checking on my makeup. I had just finished reapplying eyeliner when Xia opened the door.

“So, from the text I got from Ty, I’d assume Jae is very happy. Check this out.”

Xia held her phone out to me and I couldn’t help but laugh at the picture of Jae Ty had captured. He was in the air, the biggest grin stretched across his face, and even a few tears rolling down his cheeks. But the longer I studied the picture, the more upset it made me.

“He’s so happy and I don’t even want this kid, Xi.”

Xia sighed and wrapped an arm around my shoulder as she guided me back to my room to grab my purse. “Well, you know, maybe it’s just shock. Sometimes it takes a while to actually make sure it’s real. I mean, you’re a pessimist. Anything could go wrong and you’re probably just keeping that in your mind and not even realizing it.”

I nodded and held onto Xia just a little tighter. “Honestly, Xi, I don’t know what I’d do without you.”


An hour later, Xia and I were entering the building that was set up to house the tea. The film crew greeted us and a producer let us know what would be going on. I finally realized what was going on and got more than nervous. People across the world would be seeing me go through with this pregnancy and know that I was a horrible person for not wanting this child.

I excused myself before the producer could finish talking to us and headed to the bathroom.

I sat in one of the stalls and willed myself to keep the tears from falling. I’d always tried my hardest not to cry. I just couldn’t help it. The extra hormones, probably.


I practically stopped breathing when someone called out in the bathroom. I waited silently, hoping they would just go on about their business. They didn’t.

“I’m sorry to intrude, but I heard crying. If you need someone to talk to, I’m willing to listen.”

With a sigh, I stood and opened the stall. An older woman turned to look at me and sighed when she saw me. “Oh, here,” she handed me a tissue and folded her arms over her chest. “What’s wrong?”

“I feel like such a horrible person. My boyfriend is so excited and he’s freaking out right now and I’m still processing the fact that I’m having a kid! I’m not excited yet. I feel horrible because I haven’t done that whole thing where everyone just freaks out and says, ‘Oh, I don’t know what I’d do now. This baby and I are one.’ I’ve always had that mindset that a baby isn’t a baby until it’s officially born, you know? I mean, I was raised in a traditional southern home. I was told a baby is a life at conception. I just don’t feel that way. I mean, it’s not real until it’s in your arms. Until I can see this baby, I don’t think I’ll really feel anything I’m supposed to and that makes me feel like the worst fucking person on the planet.”

The woman sighed and shook her head. “It all changes, I promise. I can’t have children. I can’t say I understand what you’re going through but everyone deals with pregnancy in their own way. Don’t feel horrible, sweetheart. Just talk to your boyfriend. Is he here today? Does he know how you feel?”

“No, he’s in New York. He’s in a band and they’re on tour. He doesn’t know. He’s just so happy and I don’t want to cause problems because both of us have pretty touchy tempers. I mean, I’m happy he’s happy. If that makes any sense,” I shrugged.

“Your intentions are pure,” she sighed, “but you need to talk things through with him.”

I nodded and held out my hand. “Kat Robertson,” I introduced, “thank you for this.”

“Gisneyi Skylar, and you’re welcome. I think we should head back to the party. I think there was supposed to be an announcement from the producers or something. Either way, I saw some macaroons that looked amazing.”

I laughed and followed Gisneyi out of the bathroom. We rejoined the crowd and the bonding with all the Atlanta girls began.

-xoxo, kat.

{Okay, so @thunder-dollfaycee, if you want me to change where I included you, feel free to tell me. I just needed someone to add in here and I figured your character would be a good fit. So, yeah. 

Atlanta girls, get to making some sets! Tagging you all here to read and maybe gain inspiration? @lixi-bunny, @soulofoctober, @glittercupcake, @haute-hippie. Come on, ladies! Let’s see some intros/first event sets. :)}
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