It had started so long ago, when Bree was young and stupid. She'd always had a crush on him. Martin, he was so nice and sweet, all the girls preferred Bray, but she didn't she had eyes only for Martin. She'd watch as he'd sip his coffee, in the cafe she worked at, but he never seemed to notice her, all he saw was that cow Trudy.
Bree used any excuse at all that she could, to talk to him. After a while he even began to remember her name. It wasn't long before he asked her out she, couldn't believe it when he actually said the words, he called her beautiful. There was nothing that could bring her down. The date went better than she could have ever expected. She didn't get home until the next morning.
The dance was coming up and Bree couldn't believe that she was going to dance with Martin, under the shimmering lights. A few weeks before, she was sitting in class when he started towards her she heard her heart beating faster she was actually starting to sweat, and getting butterflies in her stomach when as he got closer, it was in slow motion as he stopped at the seat in front of her, Trudy. Bree's eyes started to water, while her heart pounded even harder inside her chest and she felt her butterflies coming up her throat.
She saw his lips form the words, but didn't hear a thing as he asked. "Trudy, will you go to the dance with me."
Bree couldn't take any more of this she, bolted from the room, her heart utterly shattered, as she watch breakfast come up again. It was hopeless, as she cried there.
Bree went to the dance and she glared at Trudy the whole time, clutched in, he was supposed to notice me, dance with me. She thought bitterly to herself, Martin was head over heels for Trudy, but she never gave a second thought for Martin.
It was not too long after the dance that, Bree realised, that she was pregnant. She'd have Martin's child, she couldn't be more thrilled, and finally he'd have to notice her instead of that bitch Trudy. Bree was elated to tell him he'd take care of hers and his little baby. He was really surprised when she asked to meet him after school.
He was there and he'd brought his friend Jaffa with him that was good, Bree was standing there clutching her little sister Angela's hand for dear life. Angie was only a year younger than Bree but they had always been each others emotional crutches. Angie loved Jaffa with all her heart, it was cute really.
"Martin, I'm pregnant!" Bree practically squealed.
"How, did that happen?"
"You remember, don't you the one time we were together?"
"Yeah of course, but I'm with Trudy now, and."
"And what, I'm disposable."
"No, it's just what are we going to do?"
"It's a new world starting, I mean it will be chaotic, but won't it be empowering, to make it on our own."
