Lizzie sat in her science classroom, tired and distressed. It was just a day after she had sex with Ethan, and she had definitely not forgotten about it. Now, as Mr. Cain handed out the exam on the human body, Lizzie couldn't think straight. She looked at the diagram of the human body. Her eyes narrowed to the penis. Then she looked at Ethan. He winked at her. How could she have ever agreed to sex? To see Ethan's penis? Nothing was ever right anymore. She went from class to class, felling like a slut. She was just trash at the side of the road. Worse than trash. Dirty trash. The dirtiest trash.
TWO MONTHS LATER

Lizzie couldn't stand it. She felt sick- again. She felt like she was going to vomit. This same thing had been going on since- since, Lizzie tried to remember, but ran to the bathroom instead, ready to throw up. "Are you all right?" Miranda asked. "Yeah," Lizzie said. "I must just have the flu." But inside, Lizzie knew she didn't have the flu. There was something else wrong. And Lizzie had a good guess what it was. Lizzie walked slowly down the hallway. She felt nocuous, but knew she couldn't be late for gym. Today they had everyone's health physical. Lizzie opened the large double-doors of the gym, just in time to hear Coach Phillips announcements. However, the words were distant to Lizzie as her stomach acted up. Then Caoch Phillips started handing out everyone's gym physicals. When she reached Lizzie's, she didn't hand her a form, instead the large woman said "You'll get your after class. For now, you can sit out." It was strange. Coach Phillips never let anyone sit out. But deep inside her heart, Lizzie knew the exact reason why she wasn't running with her classmates, Her thought swirled and Lizzie resolved that Coach Phillips knew. At the end of gym, Lizzie reported to Coach Phillip's office. Coach Phillips set her down and handed her the envelope. And Lizzie wasn't at all surprised when Coach Phillips said, "Lizzie, the test reveals you're pregnant."