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Massie ran to her bedroom, collapsing on the perfectly made white comforter bed with the purple sheets, for once not caring that she put a dent in the comforter, or caring, not caring that she had messed up her perfect sexy side pony, or that her reapplied makeup was running down her face like she had ran headfirst into an oil painting, or to care that she was wrinkling her perfect outfit, which had been steam ironed by Inez as usual. She was sure that Landon would leave her when he found out he had knocked her up. After all, guys were lucky. When they got their teenaged girlfriends pregnant, they could just walk away and go out with another girl that isn't so slutty. Girls didn't have that advantage. And Massie refused to have an abortion.

Just then her Iphone buzzed 'My Life Would Suck Without You', Landon's signature ringtone.

She went and scooped the shiny touch screen phone into her clammy palms.

Landon: Don't worry, Mass, we'll get through this, every step of the way. I'll stand by you.

Massie: Aw, thanks!

Landon: I told my mom, and she says she'll help out with money and stuff, and I'll work around the neighberhood and find some odd jobs to do for cash. What do you want to do with the baby? Massie: I dunno yet. It depends on what my parents do when they find out.

Landon: Ok.

Just then, Massie's Iphone buzzed again, 'True Friends' by Miley Cyrus, which went off whenever a member of the PC texted Massie. Miley was tacky, but that was the only story about true friends she could find on Itunes. Her Iphone buzzed one, two, three, four times simultaneously.

Claire: You wanna come over to hang and eat popcorn?

Kristen: You want some help with our math homework?

Alicia: Wanna go shopping?

Dylan: Wanna come over and check out some of Mom's bags?

With shaking fingers, she texted her reply back to her friends. She pressed her silver glittered painted thumbnail deeply into the screen to press the send button.

Massie: Can't. L Can you come over?

Claire: Done

Kristen: Done

Dylan: And done!

Alicia: Point!

In 15 minutes, her friends had all piled into her room and sat in a clumsy heap on the bed or on the carpet. Massie just wanted to cry and run into her friends' arms, although she willed herself to stay strong. She still was the alpha, after all, pregnant or not.

"One night Landon and… Did it, guys. And I'm… Pregnant." Massie's hand flew to her stomach on this last word.

Her friends gasped, but they didn't call her a slut and walk out like they thought she might.

"Aw… What are you gonna name your baby?"

"Are you keeping it?"

"What's the gender?"

"Have you told your parents?" This last question was from Claire, of course, and Massie rolled her eyes.

"I don't know the gender, I don't know what I'm naming it, I'm not sure if I'm keeping it yet, and no, Kuh-laire, I haven't told my parents yet. I haven't even gone to the doctor's!"

"Oh." Her friends all piled on her in a group hug. "We'll stay by you, Massie," they all whispered.