So I love TNS and decided to write a fanfic about them. Updates once every week because I'm not sure if there are really any TNS fanfic people out there. Please R&R short chapters because I'm not sure what to write.

Emily lay on her bed crying. A white stick lay beside her discarded on her duvet. How could she be so stupid? How could she think her actions wouldn't have consequences? Now this had happened and it was on course to change her life. For the better or the worse she didn't know.

Emily imagined everyone at the studios faces. She'd have to tell them soon. After all she was four months gone and she had already started getting a bump. At first she had thought she was just putting on weight and had cut back on the sugar. But then when cutting back on the sugar hadn't worked she had had to accept that something else was going on. Then tonight she had finally plucked up the courage to take the test.

The only thing she had decided Defenitly about was that this baby was not going to ruin her dance career. Sure she wouldn't be able to do extreme moves anymore or wear tight clothes but she could still dance. She was only sixteen why did this have to happen to her? It wasn't going to be easy but she was now determined to see it through to the end. It may not have been what she wanted. It au not have been what was best for her but it had happened now and Emily was not one to give up easily. She wouldn't give people the satisfaction.

Closing her eyes to try and brandish he pain and tears she let her mind wander to the father. His name was Eldon and he was a dancer at The Next Step Dance Studio. Eldon was kind funny and Emily adored him. It had allhappened during a wild night of passion with him. They had used a condom but obdviously it had split. Emily had loved Eldon and she had given him everything but it hadn't been enough. Now Eldon was happy with Michelle and this would be even more hurtful if he turned her away.

Emily knew there was only one person she could talk to about this - her sister Riley. Climbing off the bed and grabbing the stick she snuck along the hall and into Riley's room.

Riley woke from a deep slumber to see a figure sneaking into her room. "What" she mumered sleepily. Suddenly her eyes came into focus and she saw Emily's pale face looking at her. "Em's what is it?" Riley queried.

Emily said nothing only held out the White stick that previously had shown her her fate. It took Riley a moment to read it but when she did she looked up at Emily her face shocked. "Em is this yours" she asked. Emily nodded and Riley sighed. "Come on" she encouraged holding up her bed covers so that Emily could climb in.

Emily didn't need telling twice and she jumped into her sisters bed. Riley wrapped an arm round her distressed sister trying to provide a sense of comfort. As Emily snuggled against her Riley could feel her small bump. Finally plucking up the courage to ask the question that had been playing in her mind ever since Emily told her Riley dreading the answer asked "who's the father?" She felt Emily stiffen against her before she slightly relaxed and said "Eldon." It was one word that explained everything. Riley now realised why her sister was so upset. Eldon was happily with Michelle and telling him this now would lead to huge problems for A troupe.

Letting her body relax Emily finally allowed the drowsiness to overtake her and she feel into a deep sleep. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad? Maybe she wouldn't have to tell Eldon? Maybe she was capable of being a single parent?

Rikey felt her sister fall asleep and felt a sense of relief. What had Emily done to deserve this? Why had this got to happen to her? Emily now had another bunch of shit to deal with in top of everything else. Emily had just got her life sorted and now this. Soon - in five months to be precise she would be a mum. And she would still have to balance things like the studio and school on top of looking after her baby.

Riley dreaded what would happen when Emily told their parents. Their mom would be OK with it but her dad would t be. He was a rich banker that worked in the city. Emily and Riley barely saw him and when they did he was always busy. It would damage his reputation of it got out that his sixteen year old daughter was pregnant. Emily would almost be forced into having an abortion and even though Emily hadn't planned this baby Riley knew that deep down she cared about it.

The next morning!

Emily woke up to a feeling of nausea. Rolling over she saw the time of the clock was 5.14 nowhere near the time they had to be up for. Suddenly her stomach curdled and she clambered out of bed and ran into Riley's en suite. Bending over the toilet bowl she threw up the contents of her stomach.

Riley heard retching and spluttering coming from the bathroom and she groaned remembering the events of last night. Crawling out of bed she stumbled over to the ensuite to see her sister with her head over the toilet.

Riley felt so helpless as all she could do was rub her sisters back and mutter words of comfort. When Emily had finished Riley put an arm around her shoulder and led her back into the bedroom where they snuggled under the covers. Riley drifted off to sleep and Emily lay there enjoying the warm feeling of her comforting arms. They awoke to the alarm going off. It was time to face the music.