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Responsibility.

It wasn't one of Maya Hart's stronger points. She liked to think that she was smart, which she certainly was, but responsible? Somewhat.

She had improved considerably since middle school. She attributed it to maturing and seeking help with her school dilemmas and occasionally with her personal problems.

Having Farkle Minkus as a close friend/semi-boyfriend definitely affected her grades for the better. He helped her with her homework (unless Riley did it for her without Maya's consent, since Riley loved homework almost as much as she loved Lucas Friar.)

Maya tried not to skip school unless she absolutely had to. Her mom always worked late and even though Katy tried to bring home a full dinner, it usually wasn't enough and the only way Maya was guaranteed two decent meals a day was to go to Riley's for breakfast and have lunch at school, and the lunch lady would always give Maya extra food to take home.

But on this Monday morning in particular, the thought of getting out of bed and eating food made Maya want to vomit. She had been feeling poorly over the weekend and had originally blamed it on the leftover pizza she ate Friday night, but on Monday she was still nauseous and decided that something else was wrong.

She slept on and off for several hours and for up only when Riley came by with Maya's homework.

"Are you feeling any better?" the brunette queried when Maya let her into the apartment.

"No. But I haven't puked in five hours, so that's improvement."

Riley sighed sympathetically and gave Maya her folder. "I kinda started some of it."

"You and homework," Maya snorted as she set the folder on the couch and sat down.

"Did your mom stay home to take care of you?"

"She had to work."

Riley frowned in disapproval. "She couldn't take one day off?"

"Riles, it's nothing. There's nothing for you to fix." Maya immediately regretted her distracted tone, because she knew it would pique Riley's curiosity.

"Are you okay? You sound... not Maya."

Maya groaned. "My name's not an adjective."

"Are you thinking about something? I can read your mind, you know." Riley waved her hands in a goofy hand gesture and Maya had to resist rolling her eyes at her best friend.

"Nothing important."

"Farkle."

"Excuse me?"

"You're thinking about Farkle... right?" Riley met Maya's eyes. "I'm right!" she exclaimed when Maya diverted her eyes. She frowned when Maya didn't say anything. "Maya?"

"Riles, what I'm going to say will not leave this room until I say so," Maya began. Riley nodded earnestly. "Farkle and I did... it."

"You... you did? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you what? That I'm careless and irresponsible? You know that."

"You're not careless and irresponsible, Maya. You guys used protection, didn't you?"

She took Maya's silence for a no. "Oh... I get it."

Maya nodded briskly. "I haven't taken a test yet. You can't tell Farkle yet. I'll tell him when I know. Do you promise?"

Riley hated to keep secrets that could cause harm, but she nodded and hugged Maya. "Do you want me to go to the gas station and get you some tests?"

"Thanks. Can you do it now?"

Riley nodded and quickly left Maya's apartment. It was three thirty and Maya's mom did not get home until seven, so they had time, but Maya felt as if she could not wait any longer.

True to her word, Riley was back in fifteen minutes with a bag. She gave it to Maya and Maya took out three pregnancy tests.

"I got three different kinds, cause I wasn't sure what to get."

"Thank you, Riles." Maya read the directions. "I'll be back." She went into the bathroom and opened the tests. Her heart started to pound as she opened the tests. She urinated on the three plastic sticks and set a timer on her phone.

"Maya, can I come in now?"

"Yeah. I'm just waiting." Maya unlocked the bathroom door and let Riley in. "It says to wait six minutes."

Those six minutes, three hundred sixty seconds, felt more like six hours as Maya impatiently waited for the tests to display the results. She kept her eyes focused on the timer on her phone and when it beeped, she held her breath.

"Do you want me to look and tell you what they say?"

Maya shook her head. "No." She let out a deep breath. "I've got this." She picked up the three tests and looked at each one, one at a time.

Positive.

Positive.

Positive.