Prologue: The Result
This isn't supposed to be happening to me.
I'm supposed to be jamming out on my electric guitar and hanging out with my friends, laughing and living life to the extreme. Traveling the world with Lemonade Mouth is my dream; now I'm caught in a bad place, barely able to breathe. My life is moving so fast and now I feel as if it's moving too fast. The thought of having a baby, at my age especially, is terrifying.
The worst part of it is figuring out how to tell everyone.
I sit on the cold linoleum floor of a hotel room bathroom in Phoenix, my hands covering my eyes as the tears keep flowing. I try telling myself that it's all just a dream, and I would wake up soon, but I know that denial isn't going to make the situation any better. Waves of nausea keep coming and going and I wonder if I'm ever going to stop crying. I hear a little beep, so I reach for the pregnancy test sitting on the bathroom counter and stare at the little window. In it, two pink lines look back at me.
It's positive.
I, Stella Yamada, am pregnant.
