"DUDE! She's fuckin pregnant! With my fuckin kid!" Jesse screamed.

"Jess, dude, calm down, be a man. I know it's hard. But it's just as hard for Laura as it is for you, trust me, I know, I HAVE been here before."

"But you weren't as young as I am!"

"Maybe not, but Stacy was. And she was the one that was pregnant,"

"Matt, how did this happen? I mean, we used protection and took every precaution!"

"Hey, dude, I know what it's like. But you love Laura, right?"

"Well, yeah,"

"Then this is going to tie you two together forever. If you knew this could have happened, why did you even do it?"

"I guess we were caught up in the heat of the moment." Jesse said. "Does this mean I have to give Laura my class ring like you gave Stacy yours?"

Matt laughed. "Absolutely not. I think you should wait a bit. You're only 15. I'm 17 and Stacy's 16, and we've talked about it plenty of times. We knew we were going to get married even before I gave her my ring. Stuff like that...you can just feel it."

"Thanks Matt, it really helps having someone to talk to, that knows about it,"

"Anytime. And Jess?"

"Yeah?"

"All you have to do is support her. That's it, and you'll be fine,"

"Thanks,"

Matt walked out of the room and knocked on the bathroom door.

I peeked my head out. "How is he?" I asked.

"A lot better. I had a talk with him, and he understands now." I opened the door a little further. "Laura, you can go talk to him if you want," Matt said.

Laura left the bathroom to go see Jesse. I pulled Matt in and closed the door.

"Remember this?" I asked.

"How could I forget?" Matt answered. He put one hand on my back to pull me towards him, and his other hand scanned the wall for the lightswitch.