I was walking down the boring Degrassi hallway. My mind had wondered off, something it rarely does, and I lost touch of the conversation going on between my two best friends, Alli and Jenna. When I started staring at the tiles, I started thinking about colors. When my mind drifted back to the tiles, I started thinking about a mosaic tile game I had played about a week before. It was a boring game, but the art looked interesting at the end. I ended thinking about what my mom wanted for her birthday, which was a kaleidoscopic lamp which had to be made from mosaic tiles, and...
"Right Clare?" Alli asked right into my left ear.
I looked at her with a blank expression, since I had just basically bored myself.
"What?" I asked.
"We were talking about the prom and the rumor that it might be a zombie prom. Don't think you it would suck if it was a zombie prom?" Jenna asked.
I thought about what it would be like to have a zombie prom... gory makeup, green and black streamer, when I looked through the many windows in the hall and caught a glimpse of the most amazing person in my life - Elijah Goldsworthy. He was with Dave, moving desks for Ms. Dawes. I think he might of seen me out of the corner of his eye, but he was in the middle of lifting a desk.
"I can think of one person who would enjoy it," I said with a smile on my face.
"Right," Alli said, looking through the same window.
"Goth boy," Jenna said.
I shook my head. Every time someone said goth, I always thought of a tall guy in all black, a cape, spiked bracelets and thick black eyeliner in their eyes, and aside from the all black, that was no where near Eli.
"I don't think he is technically goth," I said.
"Whatever, I got to go to science class to see about an extension, bye," Alli said before racing off.
"Oh, stay here, I need to ask Becky a question," Jenna said before running to long haired saint.
I looked at the ceilings, looked at the lockers, just waiting for Jenna to finish, but soon, she ran into another classroom with Becky, so I just started walking to the front doors.
I hadn't even taken two steps before I felt a vibration in my back pocket. I pulled out my phone and saw the the phone number was an unrecognized number. Usually I wouldn't answer, but I felt I should this time, though I didn't know why.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Is this Clare Edwards?" a lady asked on the other side. She sounded older, but still young, and very spoke very professionally.
"Yes this is, can I help you?" I asked.
"Hi, this is Taylor from Dr. John's Family Practice, I have your blood work results," she said.
I almost forgot.
Almost a month ago, I was getting dizzy, light headed, short of breath, and my chest was fluttering, so Glen took me to the hospital emergency room, and after doing blood work, they found out I had low potassium which was affecting my hearts beating. When I want to my doctor's, they did more blood work.
"Oh, good, how are my potassium levels?" I asked. It had been hard... I wasn't allowed to have caffeine or chocolate, since my heart was already weak from low potassium.
"Your potassium levels are totally back to normal," Taylor said.
"Awesome, so everything can back to normal, and I can go back to caffeine?" I asked.
"Well... um..." she said.
"Oh, I still can't drink caffeine?" I asked.
"Well it would be best if you didn't, because... your blood work showed something else," Taylor said.
"Oh?" I asked.
"Clare, um, may I ask where you are?" Taylor asked.
"Sure, um, I'm at school," I said.
"Okay, um, are you alone?" Taylor asked.
I felt another flutter in my chest, but not like a month ago. I knew she was going to tell me something bad.
"Yes, i-is it bad?" I asked.
"It says here that your 17 years old, so anything that I tell you, I will not tell your mom or dad or step-dad, and I will not repeat anything you say back to them. Your the only person who will know the full results of the test," Taylor said.
"What is it, what's wrong?" I asked.
"Clare, according to the blood test, you are pregnant," she said.
My breathing stopped. My eyes shot open. The fluttering in my chest changed into heaviness, like a boulder.
"Are you crazy? I'm not pregnant!" I said, a little to loudly then I planned.
"Who do you think I am?" I asked.
"I think that you are a beautiful teenage girl, and..." she started before I cut her off.
"I don't need your pitty. I have nothing to pitty because I am not pregnant. There is no way!" I said.
"I am not some whore," I said.
"I am not saying that Clare, I am just telling you the results of the test," she replied.
"Well they are wrong!" I shouted.
There was a quick pause.
"No they aren't sweetie. Your pregnant," she said.
"You are out of your mind," I said before hanging up quickly.
I stood there frozen. My mind was numb. I couldn't think clearly. I was confused as to why my tests would come back the way they did. I knew I couldn't be pregnant. Everytime me and Eli had sex, we always used condoms.
It took a while but soon I was analyzing every moment of our sex life. I thought and thought and thought.
Then I did remember one time we didn't use condoms. I was on my menstrual period when it happened. It was in the shower, but he didn't release himself inside me, he pulled out and I used my hand to help him finish. I wanted to say that I knew that I couldn't be pregnant, but there was a part inside me that was holding me back just enough.
When I thought about it some more, I realized that the only way I can be certain that it's true. I could be sure that nothing hapenned to my urine, and be CERTAIN they aren't someone else's test that got messed up.
I rushed out the school. It didn't hit me until I was buying my pregnancy test that I realized I was suppost to stay after school to meet with Eli.
I whipped around to pull my phone out of my back pocket and quickly dialed Eli's number.
I listened as it slowly rang.
"Hi," Eli said on the other side of the line.
"I forgot, I'm sorry," I said.
Eli sighed.
"It's fine," he said.
"Eli, I am really sorry," I said, realizing my voice was shaking.
There was a pause, and soon I felt sick to my stomach.
"Are you crying?" Eli asked.
"No," I said.
There was another pause.
"Oh, sorry," Eli said.
Yet another pause...
"Are you mad at me?" I asked.
"No, just dissapointed," he said.
I picked up my bags from the counter and walked out.
"I'm sorry for being so dissapointing," I said.
"What happened, how did you forget?" Eli asked.
I looked at my arm what they had taken blood.
"I got my test results back," I said.
"No kidding, how were they?" Eli said.
My eyes shot open again and I stopped breathing. I didn't know what to tell him. Finally I took a deep breath.
"Fine," I said.
"Good," he said.
"Maybe we can hang out later tonight," Eli said.
I smiled as my mind wondered to dirty thoughts, hoping that hang out didn't just mean hang out.
"Sounds fun," I said.
"Alright, well I'll bring some Olive Garden to your house and we can hang out some more afterwards, I'll be there around eight," he said, with a touch of seduction in his voice.
I bit my bottom lip.
"See you then," I said.
I finished walking home.
Half an Hour Later
I was now standing over my bathroom sinking, looking at the two pregnancy tests I had just taken.
I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think.
I picked up my phone, looked under my catalog and hit the second phone number down.
"Hello, Dr. John's Family Practice, this is Taylor, how may I help you?" A voice said.
"Um, hi Taylor, this is, uh, Clare, f-from earlier. I, um, w-wanted to say... I-i'm sorry," I said.
There was pause on the other side of the line.
"It's okay, Clare," she said in an understanding voice.
"Thank you," I said as another tear ran down my cheek.
"Sure thing Clare. If you need any help from us, call us anytime, but you'll need to make an appointment with an OBGYN," she said.
"N-n-no, I know," I said.
"Alright, good luck to you Clare," Taylor said.
"Thanks," I said.
I stayed on the line until I heard a beep, signaling that the call had ended.
I turned back around, my stomach fell to my feet... again.
...
I'm going to be a mommy.