Hey people. I'm bored so you get another chapter. I just updated my story Years After, so yeah. Here you go.

-Two day's later-

AT SCHOOL

Mo's POV

I walked into the school, and everyone turned to stare at me. Usually, this didn't bother me, but that's on stage. This is at school.

"Look, it's the (insert bad word here)." One boy yelled. I wasn't going to let this harm my baby. Not now, not ever. I just went to my locker.

"Hey, sl*t." Jules said.

"Look who's talking." I said. She gave me a snotty look then walked off. Olivia ran up to me and grabbed my things, she grabbed my arm then dragged me to her locker. "What the heck, Olivia!" I yelled.

"Sorry, but I saw the way they treated you, and I don't like it. You take my locker. Here's the combo." She handed me a piece of paper.

"I can't shove you out of your locker, Liv." I said.

"Yes you can. Your locker is closer to my classes, my locker is closer to your classes. It's a win win." She opened the locker, "what's the combo for yours?" She asked, I sighed and wrote it down. "Thanks." She ran off.

I put my things in 'my' locker. Gosh, this is going to be a heck of a school year. I put my hand on my stomach. "This is going to be harder than I thought, baby." I said to my unborn child. From some reaserch I did, it's good to talk to your baby. It gets the baby familiarized with your voice. I got my AP Math book then went to that class, when I entered the classroom, everyone stared. I went to the back of the room and did the assignment from yestday, today was Wensday, they never gave assignments on Wensdays, they were for make-up work. The teacher walked up to me.

"Ms. Banaree, may I speak with you in the hall?" Mr. Rhodes asked. What did I do?

"Sure, Mr. Rhodes." I said. I got up and went into the hall with him, he shut the door. "What did you want to talk to me about?" I asked.

"Well, Mo. You can tell me if you need to go rest at anytime, but please make it for after the lesson." He said. I nodded.

"Of course, Mr. Rhodes." I said. We went back into the classroom.

-At Lunch-

I sat down and just picked at my food, then I started to hum 'She's So Gone'. If the baby was a girl, then she can be whoever she wants to be. I will not choose her path. She can be herself. But there is a possiblity for a boy, and he can be himself if it is a boy. I sighed.

"Hey, Mo-Mo. How's our favorite bassist doing?" Stella asked as she sat down with her salad.

I sighed again, "not the best. I was up half the night puking my brains out, and today I am being called bad names that I will not repeat." I said.

"Well, who called you them?" She asked, putting some ranch on her salad.

"One was a kid I don't know the name of, and the other was Jules. But I said 'look who's talking'." We laughed.

"Good one, Mo." She smiled.

-Later-

I was in my room, looking through the newspapers for apartments or small houses. I didn't want anything big. I found the perfect place for rent. Just enough! It had three bedrooms, so I could have a bedroom for me, one for the baby, and a guest bedroom. It had two baths, one in the master bedroom, and one by the laundry room. I picked up the phone and called the number.

"Hello?" Asked a woman.

"Hi, um, I was wondering if I could look at the house in the newspaper?" I asked. This felt so weird.

"Sure! How's tomorrow noon?" She asked.

"Um, I can't. I have school. How about around five?" I asked.

"Sure, sounds perfect. What's your name?" She asked. I wasn't sure about this, so I just gave my nickname. That isn't on any papers or anything. Everythings under Banjaree, Mohini Anima. Nothing under Mo.

"Mo." I said.

"Alright, Mo. See you at five!" She said cheerfully then hung up. I hung up. I rubbed my stomach.

"Well, looks like I found a house just perfect for the two of us." I said, I felt something that wasn't there before... a bump. I smiled. He/She is growing! I lifted my shirt to reviel a very small bump. I had to strain to see the bump, but it was there. I got up and went into Olivia's room, she was reading, she looked up.

"Hey pretty girl." She said, closing her book. "What's up?"

"My baby's growing!" I said.

"Really?" She asked, getting up.

"Yeah! I have a small bump." I smiled.

"Oh my gosh! I bet your happy." She said, hugging me.

"Yes I am! Eek!" I lifted up my shirt to reviel the little bump.

"Oh my gosh! You know, some pregnant people take pictures of their stomach and post them on facebook." She said.

"Yeah, but it's almost invisable, so I'm going to wait until you can actually see the bump to do that." I smiled, I went back into my room and went to facebook, no one was on but I decided to change my status.

Mo Banjaree- Look, I don't care if you all think I'm stupid or something for getting pregnant, but I love this baby more than anything. So call me whatever you want, I don't care.

I meant what I posted. They can call me whatever they want, but as long as I have my friends, I'm happy. I know I now do not have my family, but they are my family. Oh look, a comment.

Charlie Delgado- u tell em, babe. :)

Wen Gifford- yeah. :D were here for u always, mo.

Stella Awesomness Yamada- yeah. :) wat wenny the pooh said.

Wen Gifford- STELLA! I H8 U!

Stella Awesomness Yamada- no u dont. u luv me.

This was getting funny. I always loved the things the band would post on facebook. So funny.

Wen Gifford- u wish

Mo Banjaree- Enough, both of you. Geez you are worse than five year olds.

Stella Awesomness Yamada- :P

I laughed and got off, I began googling fact's for teenage pregnancy. Nothing gave me any facts that I didn't know, so I just shut off my laptop and took a nap.

-The next day-

After school, I went to the address that was on the newspaper. I saw a lady standing outside the house. It looked amazing! The house that is.

"Are you Mo?" She asked.

"That's me." I said. "The house looks amazing." I said.

"Thank you. But aren't you too young to be living on your own, sweetie?" She asked.

Yeah, but my dad disowned me." I said. I didn't want to ruin my chances. I knew how people thought of teenage mothers.

"Why, dear?" She asked, entering the house with me.

I took a deep breath, "I'm pregnant. And now you don't want me to buy the house-" I started to walk away.

"Oh, dear, that's fine. In fact, my oldest daughter's around your age and pregnant."

"Really?" I asked, there was another girl at our school that was pregnant, but I didn't know her name.

"Yeah. You might know her." She said. "Hey, if you would like, I can lower the price." She said.

"That's nice of you, but you don't have too." I said, not wanting to be a burden.

"Oh it's perfectly fine." She smiled, and at the end of the day, I owned the house, but I was going to have to pack and stuff.

-A month later- (A/N Sorry for skipping, but I didn't want to do EVER SINGLE day of Mo's pregnancy, that would take forever, so I will skip some)

Today was my appointment. YAY! Finally!

Wen, Olivia, Stella, and Charlie were all with me, but Stella and Wen were staying in the waiting room, Stella reading a magazine, Wen was jamming out to Flo Rida- Low.

"Mo Banjaree." The nurse said, Olivia, Charlie and I got up and we went into the room.

After a few minutes, Dr. Underwood walked in.

"Hello, Mo. How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Fine, thank you. This is my friend Olivia." I said, she shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you, Olivia." He said. He then clapped his hands, "so, are we ready for the ultrasound?"

There's this chapter! :) So, Mo got a house. :) The lady seems nice. Next chapter is basicly of the ultrasound and after that. Yada yada yada I'll shut up and let you all review. :) 3 reviews for the next chapter. See ya! :)