Emma had long blonde hair with bangs across her forehead. She was a beautiful girl in the wrong place, a trailer park. She was only 15 with a 17 year old boy friend. A door slammed open and out came a guy with longish brown hair and green eyes "Let's get moving!" he yells.

"Jesse" hissed Emma standing with two girls "Just give me a second!" she exclaims and he just gives her an eye roll and lights up a cigerette. She turned back to her friends "I'll miss you guys" she cried a little.

"Oh Emma" one cried with her as the other embraced her "We'll miss you two"

"Write to us every day" the other one nods and shares a hug. Jesse came over and Emma stopped him in his tracks passing him her little camera.

"Jess, can you please take a picture?" She nicely said and he flicks his cigerette taking the camera as the girls got ready.

snap!

"Alright lets go" Jesse exclaims after snapping the camera shut of the girls not even possing or smiling just yet. Emma gave a 'what?' position and glared at her boy friend.

"You didn't even give us the chance to get ready" Emma gave up on even explaining with him and gave her friends a small smile and a sad wave crawling into the truck and holding her stomach. Oh yeah, she was pregnent.

With this jerks baby.

They were on the road and Emma watched outside the window as the car went down a high way in the middle of nowhere. She smiled over at Jesse who was driving "Isn't this nice?" she happily said "We get to start over. Brand new, you know?" she asks.

"No, I don't" he confirms and Emma frowns.

She never knew why in hell's name she would end up in the arms of Jesse Parker. He was good to her for a few months...maybe because he was getting some. Which wasn't so common with Emma. She lived in the nice town with friendly people and a rich family. She was a smart, pretty, nice girl. Then she met Jesse, the no good, mean trailer trash boy. He pressured her into sex and then when time went on not even 8 months later, she was pregnent.

She was 8 months now and they decided to keep the gender of the kid a surprize. Well, she did. Sometimes she even thought Jesse wanted nothing to do with this kid. They didn't even know what to do when they get to Conneticut.

They planned to get a little apartment. She was even going to get herself a job to help pay rent and Jesse, without even trying to be a gentlemen said that's the way it should be.

"oh!" Emma smiled big putting her hands on her stomach in the car seat. Jesse looked over and she smiled at him "It kicked, wanna touch it?" she asks and Jesse gives a wierd look like he was debating and shook his head no. Emma frowns and grabs his hand putting his hand where the baby was kicking "Here that? That's the heart beat" she explains.

"Don't feel a thing" Jesse pulled his hand away and continued driving and looking ahead as Emma blankly looked at him.

Soon enough the two have been driving for 3 days and were finally in connecticut, heading for it's town. Emma wore her long hair down and a white tank top with her big belly and jeans. They were driving constantly and Emma had to pee.

"I'm hungry" Emma added to her list.

Jesse ugh's "Then we'll stop in a hour or so" he said and Emma rolled her eyes.

"that's what you said 3 hours ago!" she yells "Jesse! I have to pee and I have to eat. Think of the baby" she said, he still drived. Her blood boiled and hit him hard in the arm.

"Jesus Christ!" yells Jesse back at her "Fine, we'll stop here" he points to walmart and pulls into it. He looks to the right seeing Emma hasn't left and blinked at him. He scoffed and dug into his pocket "here" he put money in her hand for food.

Emma smiled and innocently pecked a kiss on his cheek and opened the car door leaving. She got into the mall and looked around "bathroom?" she said to a employee wearing red and a white shirt with jeans. The girl turns to be a pretty, short black hair girl.

"Just over there" the girl said pointing and gave a small smile, Emma did so back and left. She felt releaved when ending her 'private time' and got out of the bathroom heading towards the foot court. She got herself some fries and pop.

Outside the Walmart was the blue truck, Emma gave a puzzled look seeing a peice of paper in the window of the driver seat and walked over to it. Maybe Jesse had to go inside for a bathroom break too. Emma got in the car starting it and put the window down. She looked down at the letter and started reading it:

Dear Emma,

I've been thinking for some time, kid. I don't think I'm the right guy to take care of a baby, espashally yours. Your the top priority to some people, Your parents were right, you should of stayed with them.

I can't give you anything...sept for this car.

I'm going to California. Don't try to reach me kid, I'm sorry but please don't. Hope you and the kid have a good life, alright?

From,

Jesse.

P.S There's some cash in the back seat. Along with your stuff.

Emma's head was already on the steering wheel crying her big brown eyes out, clenching them together. Her body shook and trembled. How was she to do this alone? How could he do this to her? He promised to start over and give her a good life. This is what happened when teenagers couldn't handle life. Well, actually...they did whatever they wanted. It was freedom. No matter what. And Jesse just prooved that.

they say

teenagers scare

the lving shit outta me

they could care less

as long as someone will bleed

so darken your clothes

i'll strike a violent pose

maybe they'll leave you alone

but not me

teenagers scare the living shit outta me!