A/N I have several stories in my head that I wish to pursue. I guess it really matters on how everyone enjoys them to see which ones get written or not. This ones plot line is a lot more to the point than the other.

Disclaimer - I don't own LWD.


The lead in this story I'm about to tell you is Reagan. She's quite the character. Reagan is 17 and has red hair down to hair shoulders, fierce green eyes and a snarky attitude. You know what they say about redheads, very temperamental. True or not for others this is the case with our dear Reagan. Like all characters she has a secret, a past, something to hide. And like most stories that means nothing good is to come of keeping secrets.

She didn't want to move back to Canada. She screamed, cried, and fought with her parents about it. She couldn't go back. It's not that she didn't love it there; didn't miss her old friends, her old school, didn't miss her old hang outs, she just simply couldn't face confrontation. Three years ago her brother died and three days later they left without telling anyone. The whole family just packed up and left for the states in the middle of the night. Her parents said it had something to do with change of scenery. Truth is her mother couldn't handle all the reminders of her beloved son. She needed time. I guess three years is enough to get over the loss of a child because here they were back in the north, like nothing ever happened.

Back at Regan's place she was having another fight with her mother. Reagan seemed to be more hostile ever since her brother passed and her parents accepted that. The argument went something like this.

"Isn't moving here enough? You can't make me go back to that school Mom." Reagan said to her mother who was unpacking the kitchen.

"You used to love that school honey. Everything will be fine. And you still have two weeks to get adjusted before school starts."

"I did love it here before everything happened." Reagan said moving her hands around the room.

"Your gonna have to face him sooner or later dear. Even in another country he would've found out eventually." Her mother said now understanding what the conversation was about.

"He's not gonna understand mom. You don't just leave the country without telling anyone. Especially after everything." Her eyes grew wider like they always do when she talked about things like this.

"That everything that your referring to needs her room unpacked still Reagan. And I'm not doing it for you. Your father took her out so you better do it now because you won't have time to watch her and unpack when they get back."

"I'll unpack her room Mom but why can't I be home schooled. I won't have to see Derek, I can take care of Madison, it'll be easier mom." She said practically begging her.

"Do you have money to pay for a tutor so you can be homed schooled Reagan? And having you around the house will just distract me. So the answer is no. For the billionth time Derek will understand. You guys were best friends for years." She said putting her hand on Reagan's cheek.

Reagan who now was visibly upset that she hadn't got her way moved away from her mothers touch. Her mother prepared for the backlash her daughter was about to bestow.

"No, he won't. How can he? You don't just move away without telling someone and especially not when you're pregnant with their kid. He's gonna hate me. And even if he didn't get mad, I don't want to drop all of this on him. If I know Derek, he'll still be on the hockey team and chasing girls. I can't ruin his life by telling him that Madison is his!"

"You found out that you were pregnant after we left. You didn't know. You think he'll be mad that you left and you didn't call to tell him or you think he'll be mad that you came back and didn't tell him? Think about that Rea. Now go unpack Madison's room now. I can't argue with you about this all day." her mother said trying to keep Reagan from screaming to the best of her ability.

Reagan knew not to push it right now so she did as she was told. She had two weeks to figure out a plan. Two weeks to think of some way to get out of going back to her old school or two weeks to think of some way to tell Derek.