I don't own One Tree Hill or any of the Characters or Flashbacks, just my plot.
Anna picked up the phone, rolling her eyes when she heard her mom's voice on the other end. "Mom, how many times do I have to tell you that it's your honeymoon, and that I'm fine here by myself?" "Please, Anna! I know it seems stupid but I've never been separated from you this long. I just called— "actually I told her to call," her dad added, "To wish you luck on your first game of the season and tell you how sorry we are we can't be there," her mom finished. "How many times do I have to tell you guys it's okay? I was the one who suggested you take your honeymoon now, and I knew that we had a basketball game. I would be too afraid of disappointing you if you guys were here! It's better this way! Now go and get back to whatever you're doing in The Bahamas, and have fun! Bye!" "Bye Honey!" her parents said simultaneously before giggles and a game of wrestle-for-the-phone ensued. Anna just rolled her eyes and hung up. She was really psyched about the game tonight, and had to make herself sit still all through class. Alyssa was driving down to help her make dinner and watch the game with her. Where is she? Anna wondered, just as she heard a car pull into the driveway. Alyssa tumbled in, screaming as a trail of shaving cream flowed after her. "What the heck is..." the shaving cream flowing right into her face, and as she wiped her face she saw a guilty-looking Adam with Jake hiding behind him filling out her doorway. "Surprise?" Adam said, throwing the can it was in behind one of the bushes. "No, I'm afraid I have the upper hand in this," Anna smirked, and brought out the pan of cold lasagna she'd been getting ready to heat up in the oven, throwing it into their faces. After their shocked expressions subsided, Jake slipped into the house and encircled her in his arms, saying in a mock-serious voice, "That is so middle school. I don't know what I'm going to do with you, Anna Scott." "Well, I have a hose out back, guys. Let's get cleaned off," Anna said, flicking bit of shaving cream out of her springy curls. They caught a couple stares from neighbors, and soon they were getting into a water war too. When they finally stopped, they realized they only had twenty minutes before they had to leave for the game. "Oh, crap, we aren't going to have time for dinner!" Anna yelled. "That's okay. We'll just get McDonald's," Adam offered. "Ouch!" he yelled when Alyssa rammed him in the ribs. "How many times do we have to talk about you clogging up your arteries with that junk? Not to mention the fact that all of that horse crap will be really hard on Anna's stomach when she's trying to play, especially with..." "With the little flu bug that I've been having," Anna finished, her mood suddenly darkening. The guys shrugged and headed inside, but Alyssa grabbed her best friend's hand. "I can't believe you still haven't told Jake! Look, it's been two weeks and he's been great about everything else that you two have had going. Why can't you seem to trust him with this? I mean, when you think about it objectively, it's not like your mom or his mom is going to kill you! They both did the same thing. The basketball season is going to be especially short this year. That's what your coach said or something, right? Because a bunch of teams had all their best players on academic probation and had to drop out of the league. You'll still be able to play the rest of the season if you're careful, and you need to start thinking about this seriously!" Anna sighed. "I know you're right. It's just that I'm so worried. I mean, what if it turns out that Jake doesn't want the baby? That would be awful. I don't think I could stand to have an abortion or give it up for adoption. I'm really not sure if I'm strong enough to make the same choice my mom made either, with keeping it and raising a baby alone." "Then tell him. He'll be there for you. I know he will." "I'll tell him tonight after the game," Anna said, and her best friend gave her an extra big hug before they got ready to get dressed for the game.
Jake searched through the cupboards, looking for something to appease his hunger. "Man, this place is like bare of junk food. It's all health food," Jake muttered. "It's probably Alyssa. I don't know what set her off, but ever since Mr. and Mrs. Scotts' wedding, she's been going on and on about health food and how awful junky stuff it. You know how tight those two are. Some of my girlfriend's craziness probably just rubbed off on yours. Sorry about that man," Adam said with an apologetic thump on the shoulder. "It's more than that, though. I mean, it seems like lately she's been sick a lot with some flu bug or the other. She has all of these weird emotions running around, like today. Anna's great and everything, but usually she wouldn't have been so playful. It's like PMS took on a whole new meaning." "You know, Alyssa's been acting exactly the same way lately," Adam said thoughtfully. The two of them looked at each other with raised eyebrows and then started laughing. "Now, it would be really funny if they were pregnant." "I know! Can you picture it? We would drop our kids off at daycare right before we started school and take turns baby-sitting them during basketball practice! How weird would that be?" Adam added. Jake looked at him thoughtfully. "In a really, really weird way, it actually sounds kind of nice. I'm sure it would suck in real life, but the idea of having some part of me, and some part of Anna that would always exist would be really comforting and nice." "I know what you're getting at. We must be really crazy, huh? Hopefully Alyssa and Anna aren't hearing this conversation, or they might get the idea we're looking to get them pregnant." The two of them continued talking, and when Alyssa and Anna came down a few minutes later, neither of them noticed how pale and tired they both looked.
"Tomorrow will be the first day of the rest of your lives," the coach said, pacing around the locker room. "... But tonight is the last night of your life as you know it. Are any of you catching my drift? You can beat this team. You can have a winning streak this season, and go to playoffs, beating every team in your path and winning state title; or, you could just lose this game and accomplish a reputation as the worst team in the league. Scott! Where is your mind?" "Sorry coach," Anna said, jumping a little and trying to pay attention. "It's okay. I heard you and a couple other new players throwing up in the bathroom before getting dressed. It's a common occurrence before first games. Just remember to keep your cool, ladies, and you'll do fine." As they ran out of the locker room, Anna was glad she hadn't eaten anything; with her stomach emptied she didn't run the risk of embarrassing herself out on the court.
Alyssa sat on the bleachers next to Adam who was beside Jake. The three of them cheered as Anna entered, and she smiled and waved at them before taking up a basketball for free throws. She suddenly felt an overwhelming urge for some grape soda. "Hey, could you get me a grape soda?" she asked Adam, nudging his shoulder gently. "I thought you were on some kind of a no-caffeine vow or something," he said with a smirk. She pushed his shoulder playfully and gave him puppy eyes. "Please? I really need a little something on my stomach right now." He gave her a concerned glance. "You and Anna do look a little under the weather. I'll be right back," he said, hopping off the bleachers and heading towards the concession stand, saying hi to a couple of his teammates who also had girlfriends on the team as he went. Her heart sank. How would he handle this? She'd only barely told Anna before they left for the game... "Hey, are you okay? I'm the one who's pregnant, remember?" Anna said with a sad smile. When Alyssa didn't answer, she got really emotional. "Oh my gosh, Alyssa. When were you going to tell me?" "I'm not sure yet," Alyssa had whispered. "Look at it this way, if you are then we can raise our kids together," Anna said with an unsure tone. "I'll have to raise my kids by you because my parents will disown me and kick me out," she'd whispered as if in a trance. When she started crying the two girls sat there, arms around strung around each others' shoulders, just hoping that it would all go away. "They didn't have grape so I got you a cherry pepsi," Adam said flippantly. "Since when are those two related to each other in any way, shape, or form?" she said, forcing herself to snap out of her depressed state. "Well, they both have fruit, right?" he asked hopefully, smiling as he anticipated her playful shove. Instead, her face almost crumpled in. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be so difficult. It's just that this has been a really hard week, and..." Adam shot a look over at Jake, who was just as dumfounded. "Well, if it isn't Little Miss Homewrecker." Alexis stepped up to him and cooed softly, "Hey babe. I've missed you. When you get finished with townie slut over here, why don't you come by my place?" "If it's all that same to you, I don't think I will. See, I would have to know a townie slut if I was to visit her first, and plus, we never had any fun together anyways, so why ruin a very nice arrangement?" She narrowed her eyes, and started in on another jab, but Alyssa cut her off. "Back off, bitch. If you're so great, than why did he break up with you? I'll tell you why, because when you're as shallow as a puddle of rainwater, you're destined to get muddied up at some point or the other." The two of them stood their, and Alexis finally smiled and said, "You better be happy with her, because this is the last chance you'll ever get to be with me." "Believe me when I say this: I will never, ever be into you at all. Now please leave us alone, because in case you haven't noticed, we're trying to watch a basketball game here," Adam put in. Narrowing her eyes, the cheerleader stomped away. "You okay?" Jake asked cautiously, trying to take some of the heat off of Adam. "Oh, I'm fine. I mean, if she wants to be rude like that, than I can deal with it. No reason for her to ruin our evening," Alyssa said happily, shifting on the bleacher a little. Then the game started.
The game was intense. Anna was in the zone, though, and for awhile she could even forget about everything, bad and good, that was going on in her life at the moment. She didn't want to be bothered with anything other than the game. Someone passed her the ball. Ariel called for it, but with a quick glance she realized she was a lot closer to the basket and in a better position. With a nice spring, she landed the three-pointer with the ever-lovely swish she longed for. Ariel shot her a dirty look. "In case you didn't notice, I called for that one. In other words, you pass the ball instead of acting like you own the place." With that she jogged towards her position. Anna was really starting to get pissed off by the way her captain was acting. Over an hour later, it came down to the final shot. They were ahead, so it didn't matter if they made it or not, but it would still be nice to make is "won by three" instead of "won by a single point." Everyone was really getting into it, especially Ariel. When it was finally in the last thirty seconds, they headed down the court on the offensive. Ariel was dribbling like crazy, but she was ambushed and still couldn't make it. "Over here! Over here!" Anna called, jogging up a little bit. Instead of passing it to here, Ariel made a feeble effort to shoot and it missed just as the buzzer sounded. The audience all clapped. Back in the locker room, the coach congratulated them and told them to "work even hard tomorrow than you did today," or something crazy that she'd decided to quote from Bach. As she made her way over to Jake, he gave her a slight kiss, and then the four friends headed out.
"So I was thinking this called for a celebration..." Adam started, but Alyssa interjected. "Actually, I was thinking that maybe we could go hang out at your house and leave these two lovebirds alone for a little bit." "That works too," he said with a slight grin. They all headed off, and then Jake and Anna ended up in Karen's Café. "Jake, there's something I have to tell you..." Anna said, staring into the table, and noticing the grainy design. "You know you can tell me anything. It's okay, Anna." She smiled through tears, and then whispered so softly that only he could hear her, "I'm pregnant, Jake." He pulled back for a second in shock, but then he said uncertainly, "Why don't I drive you home so we can talk about this." She nodded slightly, and he came around to her side of the table and wrapped her jacket around her shoulders, opening the door for her on the way out to his car. Once they got home, he sat down next to her. "Do you know what you want to do about it?" he asked her a little shakily. "I don't know. I mean, you have to understand that I totally want to keep the baby and everything, but I just don't know... I mean, I'm just barely sixteen. I can't raise a baby on my own!" "You don't have to," he replied. "What are you talking about, Jake?" "Anna, I know this is going to sound really crazy, but I'm ready for this. I don't know how I'll do it, but I'll make sure you and the baby will always have enough money to be happy and well-cared for, and I'll make a home for him or her. For you too, if you want it," he said, looking deep into her eyes, hoping she would catch his meaning. Anna looked at him and smiled, saying, "Yeah, that sounds just about next to normal. No, it sounds more like just about next to perfect." The two of them kissed and cried.
Alyssa exhaled with relief. The stick in front of her clearly had one straight line through it, signifying one thing: Negative. "Maybe I do just have really bad PMS," she thought.
Lucas had no idea why Peyton was acting so jumpy. They'd only been gone for two weeks. "Hey, if you're worried about Anna..." he said, leaning across to her from his position on the beach chair next to hers. "...She'll be fine. We've gone of this," he said again. "It's not that," she turned over and looked at him. "I mean, I've wanted this, but I just didn't realize it would come so soon..." "Are you talking about the wedding?" he asked, confused. "No, I would never feel rushed about marrying you. Believe it or not, I'm actually happy about this, too. Lucas, I have to tell you something. I'm pregnant," she said, and before she could say anything else, he leaned over and kissed her. "Mrs. Scott, it appears we're well on our way to a forecasted basketball team of kids." They both laughed and kissed again, basking in the sun and in the happiest new they could have wanted.
Sorry if this is bad! It came in spurts and isn't my usual style, but I think I kinda like it. Tell me the truth if you hate it, and please R&R!! Thanks! OnTheOutsideLookingIn