Author's Note: This is the last chapter of the first book! I will be writing a sequel to this under the title The First One Book 2. That one will be following Liberty and JT through the rest of the pregnancy. You should be able to find it on my profile. I'm sorry I haven't updated this story in a while. I got busy with school. Here it is, though. This chapter is named after the song "Cold" by Crossfade.

"JT, can I use your eraser?"

"Of course, Madame President," JT smirked in reply, tossing her his eraser.

"Thanks," Liberty smiled, proud of herself for being elected student council president.

"What did you get for number 4?" JT asked.

"D. What did you get?"

"B." JT groaned. "I need a homework break," he said, setting his paper and pencil down.

"I could use one too," Liberty agreed.

JT laid down on her bed. "So what's up?" he asked.

"What do you mean?" she replied as she laid down next to him, focusing her gaze on him.

"We haven't talked much lately. I just wanna know what's up."

"Nothing much has been up. Just a lot of school work," she paused. "Sorry. I guess I've been too busy to hang out with you," she apologized.

"It's alright. I hate homework too," he replied empathetically.

"What's been up with you?" Liberty asked.

"Nothing new," he replied. "You okay?" he asked after noticing her silence.

"Yeah. I just... have a lot on my mind," she answered.

"You wanna tell me about it?"

"No. I need to deal with this on my own," she said sharply.

"Alright, relax..." he said, leaning in and pressing his lips on hers as he slowly moved his hand down to her hip. She rested her arms on his shoulders. After a few seconds of passionate kissing, JT pulled away. "How about we... celebrate you becoming student council president?" he suggested seductively. "Your parents aren't home and we haven't done this since school started."

"I don't feel like it today," she said curtly. "I mean, I'm kinda stressed and I just wanna relax," she added.

"Okay. It's getting late anyway. I should be getting home," JT replied, getting off the bed. Liberty got up too.

"I'll call you tonight," she said as he pulled her into a hug. They kissed briefly and then JT left. Liberty continued to do her homework until she was called for dinner.

After dinner, Liberty went upstairs to take a shower. She started taking off her clothes. As she took off her shirt, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She just stood there and studied her body for a while. She noticed she had already started to gain weight. Her breasts seemed bigger. She noticed her once flat stomach started to take on a rounder shape. She took off everything else and stepped into the shower. She gently placed her hand on her small bump and a feeling of fear rushed through her body. How could this happen already? I'm only three months pregnant... she thought. She sat down on the floor in the shower, tucked her knees in, and wrapped her arms around her legs as the warm water rained down on her.

"You know, you were supposed to call me on Friday," JT remarked as he leaned against the lockers. Liberty shut her own locker and she started to walk to media immersion while JT followed.

"Sorry. I guess I just lost track of time while I was thinking," Liberty apologized.

"It's okay. I know you're kinda busy now." Liberty sat at her seat and JT sat in his seat next to hers. "Are you okay?" he asked. You seem a bit down."

"I'm fine. Like I said on Friday, I'm just stressed," she replied.

"Alright, let me know if there's anything I can do to help," he said, kissing her cheek.

"JT?" She contemplated telling him.

"Hm?"

"Never mind..." She decided not to tell him, in case some of the other students in the classroom heard. She also needed time to mentally prepare herself to tell him.

Author's Note: From here on, the chapter will take place during the episode "Foolin'" (Season 5 Episode 4). Some parts will be the same, some will be completely made up, and some will be changed.

She tried to tell him many times over the next few weeks, but could never get the words out.

"We'll start auditions for video announcements as soon as our student council president arrives... with her man-servant," Toby said when he saw them walk in.

"Ha ha. I'm actually here to audition, for I seek not only to inform, but to entertain as well," JT told Toby.

"You're auditioning?" Liberty asked.

"Is there a problem with that?" JT asked in reply.

"I'm sorry, but early mornings, writing copies, being on time... Does that sound like JT Yorke to you?" she retorted.

"Liberty, this is kinda important to me. When that little light goes off, it's a rush. It draws me in," he explained.

"Like a moth to a bug zapper," said Liberty, which caused Toby to laugh. "Are you sure becoming an entertainer is a responsible, mature career path?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" JT asked.

"Nothing. Do what you want, JT," Liberty replied sharply. JT turned to Toby.

"I'll audition tomorrow. I'll see you in class," he said as he walked away.

"Tobes, wanna hang out tonight?" JT asked Toby.

"Don't you have to rub Liberty's feet or something?" Toby joked. JT rolled his eyes. "Look, it's just the way she talks to you, you gotta be the man, JT."

"Oh believe me, Tobes. I have been the man, okay? All summer long," JT replied.

"You and Liberty have been uh..."

"Getting our freak on? Oh yeah. Dozens of times. She especially likes it when I-" JT was interrupted by Toby singing the Canadian National Anthem. "Okay, I'll stop," said JT.

"So why is she barking orders at you?" Toby asked.

"She's stressed, my virginal friend. Maybe all she needs is a little de-stressing," he answered.

"Hey Lib, sit with us," JT called out to her at lunch.

"I have homework to do," she said and then walked away.

"What's up with her?" Manny asked.

"What do you mean?" JT asked.

"Well, she's been distancing herself ever since school started," said Emma.

"And she's always pissed off," added Toby.

"She's just stressed out with all her new responsibilities," JT answered.

"JT, we all know something else is up. What is it?" Emma said.

"I don't know. I've asked, but she won't tell me," said JT. "I'll ask her again tomorrow, I guess," he sighed.

"Hey Lib," JT greeted his girlfriend at her locker.

"Hey," she replied, and JT kissed her on the lips.

"So, what's up?" he asked her.

"Nothing. Why do you keep asking that?" She replied as they started walking to class. He placed his hands on her shoulders and stopped her.

"Because I know there's something you're not telling me, You're distancing yourself from your friends. You're always sad or angry," JT said. Liberty rolled her eyes.

"I told you, it's nothing," she replied as she started to walk away.

"Liberty!" he called.

"What?!" she stopped and turned around to face him.

"I just want you to tell me what's wrong. I wanna help you, because I hate seeing you this way!" he said, looking into her hazel eyes.

"You wanna know what's wrong?" JT nodded. Liberty looked around, and then grabbed JT's wrist and led him to an empty corner where no one would hear them.

"Ow, you have a strong grip," he said holding his wrist.

"JT!"

"Sorry. So what's up?"

"What's up? My body is disgusting, I feel sick all the time, my moods change way too fast, and I'm not perfect!" The words exploded out of Liberty's mouth like a volcano.

JT stood there with a confused expression on his face. "What? Liberty, no one's perfect," he said.

"That's not the point, JT."

"Well what is the point?"

"You really wanna know what's wrong?" Liberty asked again.

"Yes!" JT insisted.

"I'm pregnant."