DISCLAIMER: I do not own 7th Heaven or anything related to 7th Heaven. All medical information on this story is either half-truth or completely made up. I am not a doctor. Also, if you are a fan of the happy relationships in 7th Heaven, don't read. Thos story contains a "rebel" who doesn't agree with her family and not so nice language and themes are sometimes used. Thank you. Enjoy! PS: this part contains some characters from another story called D4 from PaUlKaRiYaSgUrL9. She (the author) let me use them. Therefore I don't own them or the characters from the Mighty Ducks. Don't worry, they are just minor players, they will have no impact on the story aside from that they are friends. I don't own the plot to Jawbreaker, either, or the title.

MrCompGenius0101: It's been taken care of.

"That's all I wanted to know." Jake said and went off to pretend to be the son his family knew him to be.

Chapter 18: The Mid-Morning After The World Ended

Brooke pulled up to the school ten minutes before classes began. To her right, Kay was staring out the window, apparently looking at nothing at all. She was probably thinking about whatever it was that happened in therapy. As of then, Kay hadn't revealed it to her and Brooke was beginning to think that she didn't want to know.

Before turning into the student parking lot, Brooke looked at the school. It was big, but she had seen bigger. In Los Angeles, where she went quite often, there were hundreds of high schools that could fit three Glenoak High's in them. She felt a strange feeling at the bottom of her spine, like something was going to go terribly wrong, but she couldn't place it.

Shaking the feeling off, she reached for the radio and turned it down, so when they returned to the car at the end of the school day, they wouldn't blast their ears out. Then, she pulled into the parking space that she usually did and shut off the engine. She looked at Kay. Her best friend didn't even seem to notice that the car had stopped.

"Kay?" Brooke said, after unbuckling her seatbelt and grabbing her Louis Vuitton purse.

"Hmm?" Kay said, breaking from her trance. She glanced around her, "Oh, yeah. I guess I was spacing," she said simply and did the same as Brooke had (except with her black purse instead of the Louis).

Brooke didn't push her best friend into talking. If Kay was going to say what was on her mind, she would tell in good time. For now, Brooke would just watch and pray that everything would be fine.

A few minutes later they were walking up the stairs to the main building of the school. Several other students were ascending the steps with them and several more were on the campus, talking or fooling around. One pair Brooke spotted on her way in was making out next to a tree. She felt the urge to say something smart (like, "Keep it in your pants" or "Get a room") but she figured that might make Kay uncomfortable. So she kept her mouth shut and pulled open one of the three sets of double doors that separated the main hall from the outside world.

Once they were inside, the feeling in her spine came back again, and much stronger than it was before. Suddenly she knew why. Everyone was staring at her. No, not her. Kay.

From the walk to the school to her entrance, Kay didn't think of much. She tried not to because she knew if she did, she wouldn't be able to make it through the school day. Her life was her life, and she really didn't want anyone else to know any of it, especially not the fact that she was pregnant. I would die if everyone knewshe thought and frowned slightly.

When she entered the school, she instantly got a feeling of déjà vu. It was surreal, like a movie that she just couldn't place. She glanced around and was met by dozens of other faces streaming up the hall. Most of these faces were standing or leaning against their lockers. A few were in the middle of the hallway. But no matter where they were, they all had one focal point. Her.

Now I remember what the movie is, she thought. "Jawbreaker."

She had only stopped for a second but that was enough time for the students in the hall to recognize her and stare. What is going on? She thought and started walking again.

Brooke, sensing that her friend was walking, moved with her, very slowly at first, but then she picked up the pace. They evened out at a normal speed and continued down the hall, where they were met by more stares and more suspicious glances. At first, people were scared, almost, to look at her but after a few moments they stared without embarrassment. What are they staring at? Brooke wondered and tried her hardest not to meet their glances. It was easy for her though; they weren't trying to meet their eyes with her.

Kay's mouth was dry by the time they reached the hall where her locker was located and she had a very bad feeling. Besides the eyes looking at her, she felt that something was wrong. And apparently, from the look on her face, Brooke felt it, too. Maybe she had felt it since they first arrived but Kay didn't. She was too involved in her own thoughts to let anything else in.

Kay got to her locker and then focused on her combo, instead of the fact that the guy next to her had backed away in hurry. She felt the urge to yell at him, "What? Am I diseased or something?" but decided not to, afraid of the answer she might get. She felt the heat from Brooke's body next to her and that was good; it was a comfort to know her best friend was there. But then she felt a new heat, a bigger heat and somehow knew it wasn't going to be a good day.

"Ms. Kinkirk," she heard a booming voice say. "Will you please come with me to my office?"

Kay turned to see her principal, Mr. Wentworth, standing next to her. "I'm guessing that wasn't a question," she whispered to herself meekly and closed her locker. Solemnly, she followed him to his office, once again being greeted only by stares. She glanced back; Brooke was still at her locker, looking at Kay. Once she realized what she was doing, Brooke broke the gaze and turned to go to her locker. As she started walking away, she gave a final look back that almost said, "God speed." Then she turned her back and walked away.

Alone, Kay thought as she returned to the main hall. It had been five minutes since she had entered the front door and she still had no idea what was going on.

Soon, she found herself in Mr. Wentworth's office, in a chair, staring back at him. The silence was killing her. She knew he should start, he was the principal after all, but if he didn't start soon…

"Ms. Kinkirk, do you know why you're here?"

"No." She said, almost smiling in relief of the silence. What replaced it was fear and her heart sank deeper. No, it's really not going to be a good day.

"You haven't seen them yet?"

"Seen what?" she said, the fear rising to a new height.

Mr. Wentworth let out a breath of heavy air and said, "Oh, boy," before turning over a piece of paper that was on his desk and handing it over to her. She didn't have to glance at it but a second to know what it was.

"Oh my god." She breathed and continued to survey the paper.

Kalila Kinkirk

(school picture from last year)

She may have the blood of a saint in her but she's a real devil. Wanna know why she's smarter than you? Why she doesn't talk to you? Why she only has one friend? Why she doesn't try to help people? SHE'S A FREAK! SHE WAS BORN A FREAK AND WILL DIE A FREAK. Her children will be freaks. Oh, and it won't be long till you can see how messed up her kids will be. The freak is PREGNANT. Yes, sir. 15 and pregnant. Let's just say she's not quite a Camden after all.

"Oh my god," she said again after finishing the paper. Who could have done this? Only six people, including herself knew. Only two had access to this kind of an exposure. Only one hated her enough to do it. "Jake."

"Excuse me, Ms. Kinkirk?" Mr. Went worth said.

"Nothing. How many are there?" she asked.

"There were about 500 in the school and it was posted in the school's webpage. We collected the paper already and erased it from the webpage but…" he said, looking away from her.

This can't be good, she thought and braced herself. "But what?"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Kinkirk. The damage has been done."

Kay opened her mouth slightly in shock and tears started welling up at the corners of her eyes. Oh, no. Her worst fears had come true. Everyone knew now and why? Because that sonofabitch couldn't keep his goddamn mouth shut. She'd kill him. Well, she thought, at least nothing more can wrong.

Oh, Kay, why'd you have to go and say that?

Tried to make it longer, but I couldn't really do it. Maybe next time. Two days, people. Thanks for reading and tell me what you think. If you have any suggestions or something please tell me. And no, I didn't forget about Andrew, aka Mr. Gorgeous Eyes.