Okay, so last H2O fanfic was... H2O: 16 & Pregnant and one of the reviews I got was saying something abt. how Zane isn't creepy but how I made him creepy and that kind of crap. Anyhow, it's rated T! All of my stories will be rated T! So if you're K or K+ do NOT read this or anything else.

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Rikki's POV

It's been 7 years. Seven years since Zane was put in jail. Seven years since Emma revealed she was a prostitute. Seven years since Cleo revealed she got pregnant on purpose. Seven years since our kids were born.

It was 7:15 am. Time to make breakfast.

I rolled out of bed. I walked down to the kitchen and started making blueberry pancakes.

An hour or so later, I finished making the pancakes and took 3 plates out of the cabinet, and sighed as I put a pancake on each plate.

"Shush," I heard a whisper upstairs. "She's sleeping."

Yeah, my kids try and scare me. I quietly went upstairs and saw them in my room.

"Davis," Sophie grabbed Davis by the arm.

"What?" He asked.

"I-I'm scared. Someone watch us." Sophie started looking around and I hid making sure they heard the floorboards.

"Davey..." She grabbed him by the arm again. "What was that?" She was definitely scared.

"Gotcha!" I jumped into my room.

"Very funny," Davis mumbled.

"I thought so too. Anyways, I made pancakes." I smiled at them.

"Race you to the bottom!" Davis said as he was running downstairs. You know how in the movies people slide downstairs on the railing? Well I did that.

"Not fair momma." Sophie said as she tried running to the bottom.

I did a backflip and landed on the couch. "That's how its done."

Meanwhile with Emma...

I was crying in my room. My life is messed up. I'm a prostitute, still. I have no idea how my life is going to be with my daughter. I've been dreading the day she asks, "mommy where's my daddy?" And yet she's never asked.

Skyler walked into my bedroom as I wiped my tears away and started getting dressed.

"Mommy, why're you crying?" She sweetly asked.

"Baby," I started. "Mommy doesn't feel well." I said and I felt awful. I'm ruining my life with not one, but two kids. Yes that's right. Another guy knocked me up. I should start wearing condoms.

At Cleo's house...

Lewis walked into our room and locked the door. He got naked and so did I.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Yeah." I reassured him.

Now, we have had sex before but this is different. We're not trying to have a baby. We got pregnant and I was going to tell Val, but I lost the baby. When I was 13, I was pregnant with this guy. Actually, these guys. They raped me and well, I lost the baby. Ever since I'm scared to get touched. Yesterday an old man tried to grab my woman parts...

And, finished! Yayyy...

Meanings-

Prostitute: Someone gives you money when you have sex.

Condoms: Protection when you have sex.

Rape: When someone has sex with you and you don't want them to.