"Mother, my life is about to end in less than a month," Sharpay said, walking into Julia and Logan's room.

"Why is that?" Julia asked, walking out of the bathroom.

"Because, that's when school gets out."

"I thought you were looking forward to getting out of school."

"Well, I guess you can say that, but Troy won't be here with me and Bubba."

"Oh? Why not?"

"Mom and Dad are making him go with them to Grandma Bolton's place in California."

"For good?"

"Oh, god no. I'd beg and plead if they pulled that stunt."

"They wouldn't do that to you; they think of you as their own."

"No, kidding? They introduced me as their daughter to an old high school friend."

"Well, they've known you since before you were born, so it's comfortable. Is Ryan awake?"

"Not yet."

"I thought you were going to Taylor's last night?"

"Well, I was but after Gabriella came out of the bathroom, Taylor said she'd felt a little sick, too."

"Is she okay?"

"She threw up everything she ate at lunch."

"Well, I would have, too; the cafeteria food is terrible."

"Actually, Aunt Lydia made it for her."

Julia smiled a little. "Pumpkin, why don't you go wake Ducky up? He's been asleep for too long."

"He's stuffed up; he doesn't feel good."

"Well, wake him up long enough for him to take some medicine."

"Will do," Sharpay said, before walking out of the room. She made her way to Ryan's room, and opened the door, but didn't see him in his bed. She did hear him gagging, though. Sharpay closed the bedroom door and walked into Ryan's bathroom, only to see him hovered over the toilet. She knelt next to him and rubbed his back lovingly. "Well, it's one of three things. You're bulimic. You've got the flu. Or, you're pregnant. However, I think the only one possible for you is option number two."

Ryan groaned, and let his head sink further into the toilet bowl. Sharpay patted his back, helping him get everything up. It took about ten minutes, but Ryan finally got done and Sharpay dampened a washcloth and rang it out. She dabbed Ryan's face with the washcloth. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Ryan said.

"Mom says you have to take medicine before you go back to sleep. You gonna stay in here for a little bit?"

"No, I'll be fine."

"Alright. Get cleaned up. Bubba's crying," Sharpay said. She kissed his forehead, and walked out of Ryan's room. She walked down to Hunter's room and walked over to his crib, to pick him up. "What happened? You were asleep three minutes ago."

Hunter squealed and buried his face into Sharpay's neck. Sharpay rubbed his back. "Okay, okay. You're alright; Mommy's here."

Hunter kicked his feet and sobbed, and Sharpay bit her lip, sitting down in the rocking chair. She lifted her shirt up, and pressed her nipple to his mouth. Hunter started sucking on her breast and his crying stopped. "You're okay, see? Mommy's here."

"Sharpay, Troy's here!" Julia called from downstairs.

"I'm in Hunter's nursery!"

Sharpay looked at Hunter, and watched him eat, smiling a little. She didn't look up when Troy came in. "Hi," she said.

"Hey. How's he doing?" Troy asked.

"Good. Hungry, but good."

"Are you ever gonna put him on a bottle?"

"No. Sipper cup."

"You can't nurse him forever."

"I'm not going to; it's just easier for right now. I've already got Kelsi and Taylor on my case about it; I don't need you telling me how to feed our child, either."

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry."

Sharpay let out a breath, and continued to watch Hunter. "Gosh… Can you believe he's gonna be a year old this Christmas?"

"It's almost surreal. It seems like it was just yesterday that we were changing his diapers."

Sharpay laughed and ran her hand through Hunter's blonde hair. "I can't get over how much he looks like me instead of you."

"Maybe our little girl will look like me."

"Maybe."

"Shar!" Ryan yelled.

"Goodness…" Sharpay said, getting up.

"Do you want me to take Bubba?" Troy asked.

Sharpay nodded and placed her pinky finger in Hunter's mouth, in place of her nipple. Troy pulled Sharpay's shirt down for her and took Hunter in his arms, as he started crying again. "I'll be right back; I'll only be a few minutes, just try to calm him down."

"I'll be fine with him; just go."

Sharpay walked out of Hunter's room and went down to Ryan's. She walked in, and went into Ryan's bathroom, only to see him with a bloody nose. "Honey, what happened?"

"Nose bleed," Ryan said.

"Did it just start, or did you hit something?"

"It just started."

"It's probably because you're throwing up so much. Tilt your head back," Sharpay said, wetting a washcloth.

Ryan let his head fall back and Sharpay rung the washcloth out. She held it to Ryan's nose. "Alright; follow me," Sharpay said, putting her hands on Ryan's hips. She led him out of the bathroom and to his bed, laying him down. "Just stay there, Hon; I'll be back," Sharpay said.

"Got it."

Sharpay walked back into Ryan's bathroom, and knelt over the toilet, letting her stomach empty out. She coughed and gasped as she tried to catch her breath, and she clutched the side of the toilet bowl. Sharpay vomited a second time and coughed, trying to get everything out quicker. She finally finished after about ten minutes, and she breathed heavily, holding her head in her hands. Not again… Please, not again…

Sharpay let out a breath, walking downstairs. Troy looked at her, and she sniffled, sitting next to him. "What's wrong?" Troy asked.

Sharpay sniffled and looked at Troy. "How stupid are we, to not use protection, even after we get pregnant the first time?"

"I don't… Wait, first time?"

Sharpay let out a sob. "I took a pregnancy test, Troy…"

"Why?"

"Because I got sick in Ryan's room. I've been getting sick for the last few weeks, Troy."

"What did the test say?"

Sharpay sat still, and let tears collect in her eyes. She sniffled, and tears fell down her cheeks. Troy pulled her into a hug and he ran his hand up and down her back, as his eyes started watering. "It's okay, Baby…" Troy said.

"It's not okay… We're fifteen years old; what are we gonna do with another baby?"

"We'll do what we do with Bubba."

"I can't do this again, Troy… I can't… I just can't…"

"Don't say that. You can."

Sharpay shook her head. "I can't… Baby, I can't…"

"You can. We can. Babe, we're gonna get through this. I promise."

Sharpay sobbed and buried her face into Troy's neck. "I'm so sorry, Troy… I'm so sorry…"

"Shh… It's okay… It's okay…"

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