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"Wow. That...that was amazing! Where did you learn all that?" she asked.
"Practice makes perfect." Matt said, simply. "Speaking of which, whaddya say we practice somemore?" She laughed. "Aye, aye, Captain!" she said in a fake deep voice.

"MR. Jensler! WHAT sparked the French Revolution?" asked his history teacher, Mr. Female. I'm not even joking about that name. Wouldn't you hate to get stuck with that??

"Um, the thing...that sparked the...Revolution...was...". Matthew Jensler couldn't even remember America's history, let alone France's. "I'm sorry, sir. I don't know."

"You don't know, huh? Better study harder before the next test! Ah, Miss Garrison. Do you know what sparked the French Revolution?" asked Mr. Female.

Amy Garrison stood up with a huge smile on her face. She was the braniac of the class and she ALWAYS stood up when answering a question. It was to get more attention.

"Yes, sir. It wasn't just one thing that sparked it. It was more a chain reaction. See, King Louis XVI had been left a huge debt by his ancestors. Also, Marie Antoinette was a big spender. People already didn't like her because she was from Austria, France's enemy. So she wasn't very popular. Well, people started getting fed up and took the law into their own hands." When she finished this, she took a deep breath and sat down.

Matt rolled his eyes and looked at the clock on the wall. It said 2:55. He breathed a sigh of relief. Only 10 more minutes of this hell hole. Then he remembered something. The thing he had been day dreaming of. It was of the night he and that girl had sex for the first time. Well, her first time, anyways. He couldn't stop thinking about it. She was amazing, and perfect, and the best part was, she was his. Her name was Emily.

"Shit. Shit, Shit, SHIT!!" Emily was standing in the bathroom staring at a little white stick. This could NOT be happening. She was Emily Kelgner. A straight A student, captain of the cheerleading team, tutor to little kids. Emily Kelgner could NOT be pregnant. It must have been a glitch in the stick. But then, Emily glanced at the seven other little white sticks in the garbage can and at the ten water bottles in the sink. She tried to not start hyperventilating. This was just her luck. On her FIRST time, she got pregnant! Then again they had done it three times that night.

Emily felt herself smile and slip into dreamland. Matt had been really gorgeous that night, with only candles around him. All he had been wearing was a cross necklace. How ironic is that?!

Emily shook herself. This wasn't a dream. This was reality. She was pregnant and she was going to have to deal.

Suddenly, anger flamed up inside her. WHY had Matt convinced her to do it? WHY?! He could have at least worn a condom. But no. Matt could go on living his life normally. Emily on the other hand had a THING growing inside of her. Emily couldn't bring herself to think of it as another human life inside her. She cringed at the thought and stared at her stomach in the mirror. It had been two months since the night. It had been on her 16th birthday. She was positive that it was concieved on that date because Matt had gone away to football camp for a month and when he got back, she had went to Tahoe with her family. Her stomach had just the slightest bump. It looked like she had gained a little weight but not much from her normally flat stomach.

Emily chucked the stick away in anger, sadness, and frustration. It landed face up. From where Emily was standing, she could see the thing that had alerted her to her future.

A little blue +.