Chapter One. The test.
It was a Saturday in November. A girl with pink hear to match her lip gloss stood in the bathroom holding a white stick with a two pink thin lines. Tears rimmed her eyes, as she opened the white bathroom door, her head felt stuffy as if wet cotton was planted there the night before and just begun to leak out her eyes. She rushed unto the room next store just to make sure his mother didn't see her holding the positive pregnancy test.
When she rushed into the red room with a loft for the bed and posters lined the walls. A boy with raven black hair was fumbling through old records sitting almost casually on a bean bag chair. If you did not know him as she did you wouldn't have saw that underlying fear he inhibited. His eyes barely glanced at her as Sakura walked in. "What it say?" He barely grumbled to busy looking at Zros new album. "Its positive…" His head snapped up as quickly as it could without his head flying off. "What?" I ran unto his arms that were muscular having been training for soccer day and night in between each blunt.
Tears flew from my eyes and soaked his shirt; it was as if he was in shock. The shock that made it so that he had no emotions, the only part of him that moved was his hand stroking my head and the steady breathing that barely assured me everything was going to be alright. "What are we going to do?" I asked using my sleeve to clean up my mascara sure to be running down my face.
I hate this! I hate that I'm crying that I this blessing should be given to someone who was trying to have a kid, not two teenagers. Sasuke is barely in freshmen year and I'm failing my ass out of sophomore year. All year my thoughts have been consumed with home much weed I'm smoking and how unfair my mother is being. Well now she's going to be really unfair and all of this came out of me in sobs thrashing me around with each cry.