I'm Anya. I live with my mom and dad, my boyfriend's name is Owen, and I can't get into college. Worst of all, the test is positive.

"What if it's positive?" Anya mummbled as she paced back in forth. "Well, it's not like I was going to college anyway."

"Anya..." Holly J rested her hand on Anya's shoulder. "We don't even know if you're pregnant."

"Oh my god has it been 3 minutes yet?" Anya yelled. Holly J looked at her watch.

"Yes ma'am." she sighed. "Want me to look at it for you?"

"Yes. Please?" Anya sighed and sat down on the bath tub ledge.

"I-I'm sorry Anya." Holly J looked at Anya with compassion. "Pink plus sign."

Anya took the stick and started shaking it. "That little pink plus sign is so unholy." Anya threw the test in the trash. "Owen and I have only been together for about 2 months. We only did it that night of my party."

"I would love to stay but I have to go home, I told my mom I would back by 6:00." Holly J went over to grab her keys.

"Ok bye" Anya whiped away a tear that fell down her face. "Ok what to I do now?" she whispered to herself in a panicked voice. Holly J just said she told her mom she would be home by 6:00. The word mom blood stop cold. How was she going to tell her parents? How was she going to tell Owen? Maybe she would wait to go to the doctors to make sure it was positive. Her phone vibrated in her pocket, a text from mom.

I'll be home soon :) I'll make some dinner.

Anya took a deep breathe and knew this was the wrong way to do it, but she did it anyways.

Mom I'm pregnant.

After Anya sent the text she knew this was a bad idea.

If your joking, it's not funny. If your serious, we're not talking about it over via text.

Anya's hands were shaking with pure fear by that point; fear of the unknown. The house was silent until the front door slammed shut, her mom was home. This was life or death.

Anya crept down the steps and looked at her mom. "Mom?"

"Please tell me that was a joke." Anya's mother said with a blank expression. Anya shook her head.

"Anya..." The mother consoled her daughter as she came towards her with red puffy eyes.

"I'm sorry." She sobbed into her mother's shoulder. "First I fail to make it into colledge, now this? Mom I'm such a disappointment." Anya weeped.

"Anya, we all have our flaws. You are not disappointment." She rubbed her back.

"Thanks mom." She sniffled. "I didn't plan this."

"I know you didn't, but I'm not letting you off the hook though." Her mom smiled.

Anya laughed. "I didn't think you would."

"Your going to need a doctors appointment and prenatal vitamins. There's a great obstetrician that I heard about. I think her name is Dr. Finder." Her mom started to rant.

"Ok mom you do that." Anya smiled. Then her smile dropped once she remembered about Owen. "But mom, we forgot about one important detail."

Anya's mom knitted her eyebrows together in confusion. "And what would that be?"

"Owen, my boyfriend, my baby's father?" Anya sighed. Anys started to cry.

"Mom, he has all these plans for the future. He has dreams. A baby would ruin all of that for him. What he breaks up with me? I can't raise a baby on my own! How am I going to pay for it myself if I can't even get into college?" Anya sobbed.

"Anya, you tell him when your comfortable, but don't wait to late because then he might not like that you didn't tell him sooner." Anya suddenly felt calmer and was greatful for her mother's advice.

xxxxx

"Hello Anya! I'm Dr. Finder. So your here to see if your pregnant?" She asked enthusiascticly. Anya study the tall, brunette woman. She was about in her early fortys.

"Yes I am." Anya smiled. Trying to put on good face. The doctor smiled back.

"Take a seat. So I will be putting the scope up your, well you know, and it will show if there is a fetus. This is called a vaginal ultrasound." She patted the seat and Anya got up and sat. Anya was a little freaked out by that point. "So Anya, what school do you go to?"

"I used to go to Degrassi. I graduated about 2 weeks ago." Anya sighed. Dr. Finder's face lit up.

"Oh my son goes there!" she squealed. "His name is Owen Milligan!" Anya heart almost stoped beating.

"Oh really?" she choked. "I don't think I've seen him." she lied.

"Oh ok- Wait! I have a picture. There's your baby." She tilted the screen. The baby didn't look like much yet, but Anya smiled widely. This is her blood, her very own. And your grandchild. She suddenly felt awkward.

"Here's your perscription for prenatal vitamins." She scribbled down on a peice of paper and gave it to Anya.

"Thank you." Anya said as she walked out of the office to meet her mom.

"Here's my prescription." She handed her mom the paper. "Oh, and I need a new obstetricain." Anya gave her mom a serious look.

"Why? Everyone said she's great!" Her mom asked confused.

"She's Owen's mom!" Anya wispered. Her mom looked at her.

"Oh." she bellowed.

"Yeah." Anya answered.

xxxxx

Owen walked into the OB/GYN office to meet his mom. She need his help to carry some papers down to the car.

"Owen! Your here!" His mom cheered. "Can you carry my pile of perscription papers?"

"Sure." He went over to grab the pile but almost stoped cold. The top paper was sticking out to him.

Name: Anya McPearson
Age: 18 yrs
DOB: 10/14/1993
Pregnant, 10 weeks. Perscription: 1 a day prenatal vitamins.

Owen stood there dumbfounded. Angry and confused.

"Owen hun? Are you coming?" his mom called.

"Coming!"