A/N: OK I feel like a nerd all over again but there you go. "My Mother's Story" has been reuploaded with changes. The core of the story is still there, but it has been tweaked slightly. I think I perfer it this way anyway, it gives me more freedom with the characters. So it's now a Matt/Lilly story. I thought they were uber cute together anyway in that one episode, so I thought why not, because I was not putting Lilly with Lucas, and I decided I wanted to stay as much in the fandom as possible.

So I started writing this after The Virgin Suicides, that's influenced the style here a lot

Also I'm Irish, but to keep with the style I've tried to keep it as American as I can, but sorry if some phrases or spellings slip through the net.

The Birthday Party

This is the story of my parents and how I came to be. Or rather, this is the story of my mother who became pregnant and came face to face with the reality of being a single mom.

Their story has been told many times, in many different ways. Some have said it was my Dad's fault, others say it was my Mom's. Some even say it was all just a publicity stunt to get child benefit and to sell some magazines. Recent events have prompted me to sit down and write their story. I am here to set the record straight, to tell the real story. I've put their story together through photos, interviews, and my own memories and it is a testament to what both my parents went through.

But I'm getting ahead of myself; I should really start from the start. But how do you pinpoint the beginning? Is it when my Mom accepted the invitation to that ill-fated dance? Or when my Dad first kissed her? I guess in my mind it all really started on the day of my Mom's 21st birthday.

Except she wasn't my Mom back then, she was just Lilly Truscott. And my Dad wasn't my Dad, he was just Matt Marshall.

Often when remembering her 21st birthday party Lilly would say it was one of the most perfect moments of her life so far, and looking at pictures from the time one can tell how happy she is. There is one picture in particular where she has just blown out the candles on her cake and looking around her with a big goofy grin all over face.

At that moment her life did feel perfect. She had just turned 21 and surrounding her were all the people she loved most in the world. Her Mom, her best friends, Miley and Oliver, and her boyfriend, Matt.

Lilly still couldn't believe she was going out with Matt, the most perfect guy she could have ever dreamed of. Mom had gone out with Matt briefly during their freshman year in high school, but it was just a short lived thing. In Matt's' sophomore year, he and his brothers took their band, Lost Republic, out of the garage and into the wider world. In no time at all they were picked up by Hollywood Records, and within a year they had released their first studio album. The world went nuts for them.

A few months later both Hannah and Lost Republic were both performing at a charity event. Lola and Hannah tried to avoid them, but it wasn't helped by the fact that Hannah found Matt's older brother, Josh, extremely cute. In reflection Lilly always said it was a doomed mission trying to avoid them all night. Especially since both Matt and Josh seemed to have been captivated by Lola and Hannah, and were pretty much stalking them. It really was a lost cause.

While the world had obsessed over Hannah and Josh, Lilly and Matt had quietly got back together. Sure, little girls everywhere hated her now, but the paparazzi couldn't care less about some little nobody Matt Marshall had picked up. It only really got hectic when they went to press events, but Lilly wouldn't trade the last four years for the world.

Lilly got up and the cake was taken away to be cut. She went over to Oliver and Miley, who she hugged and thanked them for everything they had done. She made her way through the crowd of people wishing her a happy birthday to where Matt stood with a cocktail glass in his hand.

"OK, so ready for your first legal drink?" he asked, offering her the glass.

Lilly grinned, "Bring it on! What is it?"

"Oh, just a little something I asked the barman to whip up. I call it a Lilly," he said holding the glass up, as if it was scientific miracle.

"It's pink," Lilly pointed out.

"Yeah."

"I don't do pink," she said crossing her arms and refusing to take the glass.

"Go on just try it," Matt begged, giving her puppy dog eyes, "for me?"

Sighing Lilly took the glass from Matt's hand and took a sip.

"Ugh! It even tastes pink," her face twisted in disgust, "It's like someone blended a unicorn, added a dash of pixie dust and then poured a liter of pink paint in for good measure!"

"So I take it the Lilly is a dud?"

"Ya think?"

"Well, I did get this other drink, I believe the barman called it a vodka and coke," said Matt, as he produced another glass from behind his back.

"Mmm, gimme!" Lilly reached up to take the drink.

Laughing Matt handed over the glass. Lilly took a sip and looked up at Matt. Smiling she pulled him into a long, passionate kiss. Matt laughed as they broke apart.

"You know what? You even taste pink!"

"Yeah? And whose fault is that?" Lilly laughed, giving Matt a light shove.

The rest of the night passed in a haze of alcohol and dancing and ended with Matt and Lilly in the back of a limo frantically kissing.

Lilly did not object when Matt brought her up to his apartment.

Nor, did she worry when Matt picked her up and brought her into his bedroom.

It wasn't until she woke up the next morning and rolled over to find a naked Matt Marshall sleeping beside her did she begin to worry. It was only when she looked down and realized that she too was naked that the enormity of the situation hit her.

"Crap."