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The horn beeped again and I turned to see a familiar Jeep. Derek was gesturing for me to get in. I hesitated for a moment before jogging over to the passenger door and jumping in.

"Don't you have a detention today?" he asked and started down the street again.

"Uh…yeah I served it." Confusion filled me. "How did you know I had a detention?"

"I was passing when I saw you talking to Robinson. So little Miss Priss got in trouble. What for?"

"Not paying attention." I said and just stared out the window. I felt him glance at me.

"Not paying attention?" he asked incredulously. "Casey McDonald not paying attention." He didn't say it as an insult or in a mocking manor. He just didn't believe it. "Come on Casey. What's going on here?"

I ignored him and continued to stare out the window. We were about to come on the grocery store. To my surprise, he pulled into the parking lot. I turned and gave him a questioning look.

"My dad wanted me to pick up some things on my way home." He said and pulled a list out of his wallet. "'Clinically deranged stepsister'; check."

Despite the obvious insult there, I couldn't help but smile. It felt like maybe things were going back to normal. The two of us got out of the Jeep and walked into the store.

"Hey didn't your dad go to the store yesterday?" I asked and Derek pulled a cart out of the row.

"Yeah but he forgot a couple things."

"Such as?"

He opened the list and looked at it. "Oh you know…the usual. Cheese, cereal, eggs, milk, sauce, apples, bananas, and a couple other things."

I shook my head and grabbed a bag of apples.

As we went through the list checking off different items we would grab random forgotten things such as orange juice, carrots, and spaghetti. We were passing the pharmacy to pick up antiseptic and bandages when I spotted a section of home pregnancy tests. I briefly debated it but grabbed one and threw it into the cart.

Derek glanced down at it then back up at me. What surprised me was that he didn't comment on it. Soon after, we paid for our cartful of stuff ($193.19) and headed out to put everything in the car. That was the first time he spoke to me since the pregnancy test thing.

"So you think you're pregnant huh?" he said and we slid into our seats.

"No…but there's no harm in checking." I glanced over at him to see his reaction. The muscles in his jaw were tense as though he were grinding his teeth together. Angry was an understatement.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked and slightly shook my head.

His head snapped in my direction briefly before going right back to the road. "Why would there be anything wrong with me?" he retorted.

"I have no idea but you seem to be on edge lately."

He ignored my question and asked one of his own. "Who is he?"

"No one."

"Casey don't give me that crap." I felt the car speed up a little before he regained control of himself. "Look I'll tell your mom if you don't tell me what's going on."

"Tell me why I should tell you. Last time I told you something the whole school found out."

"That's because you pissed me off." A fight was brewing.

"Oh so next time I cut you in line for the bathroom or insult you, you're gonna let it slip to everyone that I-," I cut myself off before I could actually tell him anything.

"What if it goes too far? What if he gets you pregnant? Huh?!" We pulled up to the house. No one was home. "Has he even used protection?" Quickly I got out of the car and sprinted up the front steps. Derek was hot on my tail. The moment I got through the door Derek grabbed my arm and pinned me to the wall.

"Who is it?" his voice was so low I barely heard it.

"That is none of your business." I bared my teeth and ground them in anger. "You don't give a shit about me so just back off."

"Like hell I don't! Do you think I would be pushing it this hard if I didn't care?" That was when I noticed how close we were. Derek's body pressed to mine. Our faces were inches away. A sudden shock went through me.

"I-I've got to go." With that, I shoved him back and ran up the stairs to my room. I felt like my heart was going to go into cardiac arrest and my stomach was going to spontaneously combust. For a few minutes, I just stood there leaning against the door with my hand on my chest.

Just as I was starting to calm something hit my door spiking my heart rate back up. Slowly I pulled it open to reveal my pregnancy test lying on the ground. Derek must have thrown it up the steps for me. I grabbed it and headed into the bathroom.

One used pregnancy test and five minutes later, it beeped signaling my results were done. Though I didn't really think I was pregnant the thought still lingered in my mind. 'What if…' I gingerly picked up the device and held it in my hands. My eyes were closed and I debated on whether or not to look. I could have just as easily thrown it away. Finally, I sighed and opened my eyes.

"Oh God no…"

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