AN: I realized that I could have done a lot better with this story so I have decided to rewrite it. Hope you like it! Please R&R
When I woke up this morning, I was just a normal teenager. I know was pregnant then too, but I was ignorant of that fact because I never thought the test would come back positive. (Maybe I did, but I didn't want to believe it would.) Now, here I am in my cold school bathroom looking down at this positive pregnancy test that's staring up at me. I can't stop shaking and I want to throw up. I don't know if that's from the pregnancy, nerves, or both.
I jump when I hear the bell ring. I should go back to class. I'll already be in enough trouble without skipping class. I stand up from the toilet I was sitting on and throw the pregnancy test away. I took it here so that I wouldn't have to throw it away at home and risk having my parents or Jack finding it. I wash my hands and leave the bathroom before heading to my English class. As I walk into the classroom, my teacher, Ms Sheets, greets me and asks if I'm okay. This is normally my favorite class. I really like my teacher. She is blonde and tall like me (I'm 5'8. I'm actually taller than my mom) and appears to be in her early thirties. Usually she will ask how we are as we walk in, but I know she knows I'm not okay today. I just nod and tell her I am then head to my seat by the window.
I take out my notebook and a purple pen from my purple Jansport backpack to take notes. It is incredibly hard to concentrate and I find my mind wandering off. If Ms Sheets knows something's wrong, my family definitely will. I don't know how to even go about telling them. The last thing I wanted to do was disappoint them. Maybe I can hide it for a little bit until I can figure out how to tell them. Or maybe I can tell Jack first. Maybe he can help me hide it. But, that might just make it worse if they know I knew and didn't tell them. Oh my god, and what about Josh?
~Three weeks ago~
"Babe, are you sure you're ready for this?" Josh asks me as he breaks the kiss while I'm sitting on his lap in the backseat of his 2006 Buick. We're on a date at the Drive-In. They are pretty rare now, but Josh found one roughly twenty minutes away from my house when I had mentioned that I had always wanted to go to one. He's so sweet to me. In the past year that we've been dating, I've never felt pressure from him. Even the first time we kissed, he asked first. I really do love him and I know I want to do this.
So I nod "I've never been more sure," and continue to kiss him as we undress each other.
Suddenly, I'm pulled from the flashback as the bell rings and everyone but Ms. sheets and I are in the room. I look down at my paper and realize I've not taken any notes. I'll get the notes from Jack. He had Ms. Sheets this morning. I get up to leave when I hear Ms. Sheets ask again if I'm okay, saying that she noticed I was seemed distracted. I shake my head. I can't keep it to myself, maybe she'll have some kind of advice or something. "I.." I get choked up and suddenly words are so hard to get out. She looks at me with nothing but concern. "I…I'm… pregnant…" and I can no longer fight the urge to cry. She gasps softly, and walks to go shut the classroom door then just hugs me.