Second Chance

My friends Kennedy, Bea, and Jess talked me into a vacation to Sweden. I'm only twenty and just made Deans list at Washington College. I'm in my junior year, on track to graduate early. I was never much for partying but that's what you get when your roommate and best friend is a party girl. Bea was from Sweden but you could never tell from her accent. We were currently at some popular club with bright flashing lights and odd techno music that shook the floor. To say I was not in my natural habitat would be an understatement. Bea was introducing us to her friends Erik, Eddie, and Jacob, but it was pronounced like Yacob. Eddie and Jacob were much taller than my five foot five frame. Kennedy was currently drooling over Eddie and Jess was off dancing with Erik. Bea had long ago left me. Jacob and I were engaging in small talk while drinking. I finally had enough shots of tequila that I was no longer my shy self. Jacob was six foot six I learned and had a cute smile. I finally asked him if he wanted to dance once a familiar song had come on. I had lost track of my friends and their company long ago.
His long front pressed up against my back. His muscular arms were draped around my body and his large hands were resting on my curvy hips. Alcohol raced through my blood stream. His lips pressed against my shoulder and I shuddered. From there it was all over. I looked into his blue eyes that made me think of the beach I would visit as a kid ans said the words I had never said to a stranger in my life. "Take me home." He took me back to what I assume was his apartment, alcohol on our lips. Things got hot and heavy quickly. I woke up later that night, unsure of what to do. I picked up my dress and slipped on my heels and walked out into the cool Swedish night. Getting back to my hotel room at 5am and collapsing on my bed. Two days later I was on a flight back to the United States.

Two weeks later, I sat in the bathroom at my small apartment on the floor holding a positive pregnancy test. I was completely unsure of what to do. I didn't even know the guys last name. I was somewhat well off working five nights a week at a restaurant. I went to my doctors and soon I fell in love with the little human inside of me. I thought I would hate it or just be upset but I became so excited to start a new chapter in my life. My parents were not thrilled but soon warmed up to the idea of being grandparents. I graduated with honors in February, a week before I walked across the stage, I welcomed a healthy baby boy into my life. A week after graduation I was asked to join a team at the FBI, which happily agreed to give me time with my baby and even offered day care. My life seemed to fall into place quickly.

Notes

First ever story. Tell me what you think.