It was finally Monday morning and Stephanie was getting ready for school. She still had a lot on her mind from the weekend, and everything that was still going on with not only her, but Paul as well.

She stood in her walk in closet in a towel trying to decide what to wear for the day. She finally settled on a Pink dress that fell to the center of her thighs, and pulled it off the hanger. She figured that Paul would appreciate the way it hugged her curves in just the right places, that is until she couldn't fit into her clothes anymore.

Her mind then turned to the fact that she still had to tell her parents about the pregnancy. She didn't believe in abortion so she had to face whatever consequences that came with her choice. She needed to talk to Paul first, because her parents, her father especially, would demand to meet the boy that had dared to touch their daughter.

She slipped into the dress after she had put on a bra and some panties and went to her shoe wrack to grab the black heels that she wanted to wear. Just as she had slipped her feet into them, her cell phone rang. She reached over to grab it off the bed and answered it.

"Hey Paul, are you at school already?"

"Hey baby, and yeah I had that stupid meeting this morning remember? So how are you feeling?"

"Pretty good, I threw up earlier but thank god my parents didn't hear me."

"Yeah, make sure to eat something before you leave got it?" He said in a mock demanding voice.

"Yes sir I will, I promise. We really need to talk though, you know about…things."

"I know baby, and we can. What are you doing after school?"

"Probably just homework."

"Sounds fun," He said with a small laugh. "But come to my house when you get done and we can talk over dinner or something. I need to tell you something as well."

"What?"

"It can wait until then okay?"

"Fine, but you better tell me or else mister."

"Or else what?" He asked his voice getting lower.

"Or else I'll hit you horn ball." She said laughing because she could just imagine his face right now.

"Okay, okay I'll see you when you get here."

After they had said their goodbyes she hung up and tossed her phone into her purse. She then grabbed her things and went down to the kitchen, she was starving. She walked into the room and saw her dad and brother already sitting at the table with plates in front of them.

"Sit down honey; I'm just finishing up your eggs." Linda said from the stove.

Stephanie smiled at her before sitting down in a chair across from Shane and sitting her things down in the chair next to her. "Morning el geeko." She said sticking her tongue out at him.

"Morning lamo, you do know that just because you put an o at the end of a word, it doesn't make it Spanish?"

"Of course I do, I just liked the way it sounded."

Linda sat a plate down in front of her and she dug into it immediately. She was halfway through before she realized that her family was staring at her. "Sorry, I'm just hungry is all."

"Yeah we can see that, but eat up sweetie you need your strength."

"Geez Steph, save some for the starving kids in Africa." Shane said with a weird look on his face. He had never seen his sister eat like that before.

"Whatever loser." She said not looking up.

Once she finished she got up and grabbed her things. She kissed her parents goodbye and breezed out of the room before any of them could say another word. She got to her car, threw her things into the backseat and drove to school.

Trish sat in her car in the parking lot, she had a lot on her mind at the moment. She wished she could talk to Stephanie about some of it, because she was always so smart about things like this, but she had messed that up by getting involved with Chris.

She still wanted to do what she was planning with him to some degree but at the same time she missed her best friend. All weekend she had been pondering what to do about it, she needed to make a choice and fast before it was too late.

Just then she heard someone knock on her window and jumped at the sound because she was so absorbed in her thoughts. She looked out and saw that it was Chris, he opened the door for her, and she stepped out of the car. He kissed her cheek before reaching in to grab her bag for her. She couldn't figure out how he could be so sweet at times, and terrible the rest of the time.

"Hey babe, I have been waiting for almost an hour for you."

"Sorry," She said without really looking at him. "I have had a lot on my mind lately."

"Not backing out of the plan or anything are you?"

"No, of course not. It has nothing to do with any of that."

"Oh good, I wouldn't want to have to do it without you or anything."

"Nope."

"So have you seen her this morning? She looks like a hooker, not the good kind either."

"What do you mean the good kind?"

"You know, the classy type, the escorts." He said giving her a weird look like it should have been obvious what he had meant by the comment.

"Oh right." She said laughing and hoping it didn't sound false or anything.

Just then someone bumped into Chris' shoulder causing her to trip a little by the force of it. "Hey watch where you're going." She said rudely, then she saw that it was Paul.

"Sorry," He said without looking back.

He was practically storming down the hallway, he really needed to get to his classroom, but more importantly, he needed to see his girlfriend. He had just run into his ex-girlfriend at the mini-mart down the road and had no idea what she was up to. He had planned on waiting until after school to tell Stephanie about her, but with her so close he didn't think it could wait.

He finally saw her down the hall talking to a girl he knew from one of his other periods. "Stephanie, may I speak to you please?"

She turned and looked at him curiously. He had said it could wait until after school. "Sure,"

She excused herself from the girl and followed him to his classroom. She walked in and he followed her into the room. He closed and locked the door after he was all the way in the room and pulled the blinds down.

"What is it honey?" She asked him reaching out to grab his hand.

"I was going to wait, but I can't and its something you really need to know."

"Okay, what is it?" She asked, her own face becoming serious.

"Do you remember me mentioning an ex of mine, named Joanie?"

"I think so, you ended on bad terms right?"

"Yeah," He said grabbing her arm gently and pulling her over to his desk. He sat down and pulled her into his lap. "We broke up because…"

"Why do I need to know why you broke up?" She asked giving him a weird look.

"Please just listen. We broke up because she was started to act really weird, would get insanely jealous if I so much as spoke to a woman, even if she was taking my order at a restaurant."

"Wow, aren't you lucky I am not like that."

"Yeah, but anyway I broke up with her about three months after she started acting like that. She didn't take it well, insisted that we were still together, and wouldn't stop calling or anything. So I quit my job there and moved to this school, and moved to a different apartment building because we had lived together."

"Sounds like she needed a reality check or something." Stephanie said raising her eyebrows. "So why are you telling me this?"

"Well I had heard from a friend that she moved to San Diego with a friend. But recently she started calling me again, said she was back in town and wanted to be together again like we were before, and she also knew that we were dating. I have no idea how she found out about us, my only guess is that she's been following me."

"Oh my god, what are you going to do?"

"I want you to stay away from her okay? Let me deal with her, I don't want you to get hurt."

"You really think she would hurt me?"

"I really can't say what she would do."

"How am I supposed to know who she is?"

"Get up for a second," He said, when she did he opened his bag and took out a photo.

She took it when he handed it to her and looked at the women in the picture with Paul. After a minute, she looked back up at him. "I've seen her before."

"Where?"

"At the mall when I was there the other week, I thought she might have been following me but I didn't want to be rude and assume or anything. She kept glaring at me though and then kind of just left after awhile."

"I am so sorry Steph, I never meant for any of this to happen."

"Sweetie, it isn't your fault you have a psycho ex. Don't worry about it too much okay, and don't apologize, you have nothing to be sorry about."

"I'll try, but you know how I am." He said wrapping his arms around her waste and pulling her against him.

"I might know a little something. But we'll have to find out what I know later, class starts in ten minutes."

"Damn, well we can finish up after we talk about what you wanted to talk about, and maybe a little more about Joanie."

"Sounds like a deal Mr. Lévesque.