DISCLAIMER: I do not own Degrassi or any of its characters, etc, I don't know who Manny's parents are so I'm making
all that up.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my second Degrassi fan fiction, and I do not know how the characters might REALLY act in a
situation like this, so, yeah.
SUMMARY: A fanfiction about Manny. 10th grade. She has a daughter, only 6 months old, Carmelita.
Shows flashbacks of what happened. Now she's stressed and is extremely worried about finals. She's
thinking of quitting school, but her best friend Emma is by her side.
-Rated PG-13 for mild language and sexual content.-
Chapter One-
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My life is screwed. I just can't handle all this anymore. But I am definetely not going to get help. I'm not a baby, I don't want
to be called unresponsible. It's just too much. God, I need a break. Saturdays I work at the ice rink, and Sundays
I'm taking care of Carmel, cleaning my room, (Dad made and extension for a nursery for Carmel.) And Mom and Dad are
always busy with something. Mom's a lawyer, Dad's a plastic surgeon. We live in a humungous house on Bulton Road, in a
neighborhood full of other humungous houses.
Emma's only been here once. It's kind of shocking since we've been friends for such a long time. Emma seems so
perfect compared to me. She has this adorable baby brother, who could be my SON. Sigh. It's like yesterday when I found out I was
pregnant with Carmel.
FLASHBACK ---------------------
"No, this can't be happening." I was sprawled on Emma's bed, crying.
"It's okay, Manny, it is. Um, you can have an abortion. Or, or someone could adopt the baby." Emma was trying
to be helpful. Yeah right.
"Emma!! I am against abortions. I know you are too. What am I gonna tell my parents?? 'Oh, Mom, Dad, I'm pregnant.
Don't worry, I'll put it up for adoption after it's born.' God." Emma looked worried.
"Tell them what happened. About.. about Tommy. Tell them everything."
END OF FLASHBACK -------------------
I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring. Carmel crying. I turned it off and walked over to her crib, picked her
up, and comforted her. "Shhh, it's okay Carmelita. Shhh." I sang her a lullaby and she quieted down. Mom came upstairs
as I finished getting ready for work. "Ok, Manny, I'll see you at six then?" I nodded and kissed her and Carmel on the cheek,
and walked downstairs into the kitchen. Marla, our cook, smiled as I walked in and handed my a donut which I stuffed
into my mouth and then put on my shoes and grabbed my bag. "Seeya Marla," I said as I walked out the front door.
Work was boring, which it usually isn't. I love skating around with little kids and teaching them new tricks. But today
I wasn't cheerful and excited like I always was. The kids expected it, but when I skated into the rink they looked like they needed
a cheery Manny today. I forced a smile and used a perky voice. "Hey guys! Ready for some fun? Come on, I know a great
game we can all play." I actually didn't, but I searched in my brain for a game I knew that they didn't. We ended up playing
a couple of them, and then it was time to work out a routine. They had to learn a 2 minute routine for a skating competition that
comes every month. I was their "coach."
After work I was exhausted, and I practically dragged myself out of the building. As I slowly walked home, a red station wagon
stopped by me. It was Tommy. "Hey babe. Want a ride?" I scowled and spit into his face. "Leave me alone, asshole." He laughed and slowly rode
by my side as I walked. I tried running but he would still ride by. When I got home, he was still there. "Get away or I'll set the
dogs on you." He laughed again, but this time rode off.
FLASHBACK ---------------------
"Tommy, I'm not sure if I'm ready for this." I was nervous. We were on his bed, and he was taking his shirt off.
"Of course you are. Come on." He seemed ready, I didn't.
"Do you have protection?" That was another thing that scared me.
"Don't worry babe, don't worry."
Before you knew it, our clothes were on the floor and I wasn't thinking. It was just happening. Just like that.
END OF FLASHBACK -------------------
As I walked inside, Mom handed my Carmel and rushed out the door. "New case," she called as she got into her
BMW. I sighed and put my bag down, took of my shoes, and trudged upstairs where Marla was preparing a (delicous) meal for dinner.
"Smells great, Marla." I called to her. She thanked me and I went into my room, layed Carmel by my side, and fell asleep.
all that up.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my second Degrassi fan fiction, and I do not know how the characters might REALLY act in a
situation like this, so, yeah.
SUMMARY: A fanfiction about Manny. 10th grade. She has a daughter, only 6 months old, Carmelita.
Shows flashbacks of what happened. Now she's stressed and is extremely worried about finals. She's
thinking of quitting school, but her best friend Emma is by her side.
-Rated PG-13 for mild language and sexual content.-
Chapter One-
-------------------------------------------------------------------------
My life is screwed. I just can't handle all this anymore. But I am definetely not going to get help. I'm not a baby, I don't want
to be called unresponsible. It's just too much. God, I need a break. Saturdays I work at the ice rink, and Sundays
I'm taking care of Carmel, cleaning my room, (Dad made and extension for a nursery for Carmel.) And Mom and Dad are
always busy with something. Mom's a lawyer, Dad's a plastic surgeon. We live in a humungous house on Bulton Road, in a
neighborhood full of other humungous houses.
Emma's only been here once. It's kind of shocking since we've been friends for such a long time. Emma seems so
perfect compared to me. She has this adorable baby brother, who could be my SON. Sigh. It's like yesterday when I found out I was
pregnant with Carmel.
FLASHBACK ---------------------
"No, this can't be happening." I was sprawled on Emma's bed, crying.
"It's okay, Manny, it is. Um, you can have an abortion. Or, or someone could adopt the baby." Emma was trying
to be helpful. Yeah right.
"Emma!! I am against abortions. I know you are too. What am I gonna tell my parents?? 'Oh, Mom, Dad, I'm pregnant.
Don't worry, I'll put it up for adoption after it's born.' God." Emma looked worried.
"Tell them what happened. About.. about Tommy. Tell them everything."
END OF FLASHBACK -------------------
I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring. Carmel crying. I turned it off and walked over to her crib, picked her
up, and comforted her. "Shhh, it's okay Carmelita. Shhh." I sang her a lullaby and she quieted down. Mom came upstairs
as I finished getting ready for work. "Ok, Manny, I'll see you at six then?" I nodded and kissed her and Carmel on the cheek,
and walked downstairs into the kitchen. Marla, our cook, smiled as I walked in and handed my a donut which I stuffed
into my mouth and then put on my shoes and grabbed my bag. "Seeya Marla," I said as I walked out the front door.
Work was boring, which it usually isn't. I love skating around with little kids and teaching them new tricks. But today
I wasn't cheerful and excited like I always was. The kids expected it, but when I skated into the rink they looked like they needed
a cheery Manny today. I forced a smile and used a perky voice. "Hey guys! Ready for some fun? Come on, I know a great
game we can all play." I actually didn't, but I searched in my brain for a game I knew that they didn't. We ended up playing
a couple of them, and then it was time to work out a routine. They had to learn a 2 minute routine for a skating competition that
comes every month. I was their "coach."
After work I was exhausted, and I practically dragged myself out of the building. As I slowly walked home, a red station wagon
stopped by me. It was Tommy. "Hey babe. Want a ride?" I scowled and spit into his face. "Leave me alone, asshole." He laughed and slowly rode
by my side as I walked. I tried running but he would still ride by. When I got home, he was still there. "Get away or I'll set the
dogs on you." He laughed again, but this time rode off.
FLASHBACK ---------------------
"Tommy, I'm not sure if I'm ready for this." I was nervous. We were on his bed, and he was taking his shirt off.
"Of course you are. Come on." He seemed ready, I didn't.
"Do you have protection?" That was another thing that scared me.
"Don't worry babe, don't worry."
Before you knew it, our clothes were on the floor and I wasn't thinking. It was just happening. Just like that.
END OF FLASHBACK -------------------
As I walked inside, Mom handed my Carmel and rushed out the door. "New case," she called as she got into her
BMW. I sighed and put my bag down, took of my shoes, and trudged upstairs where Marla was preparing a (delicous) meal for dinner.
"Smells great, Marla." I called to her. She thanked me and I went into my room, layed Carmel by my side, and fell asleep.