A/N: Ok, so it's been too long. I'm sorry…I'm not really used to writing as I post…normally I have several chapters written before I post more, but I'm not doing that with this story…So I'm sorry…

Um, to clear up any confusion – not that any of you asked, but w/e – I realized that in the last chapter, Parker was supposed to have asked Alex out at school, but it was the end of June. Let's just say that, since, as we all know, Alex isn't a great student, she was in summer school 'Kay? Good. Sorry about that. I didn't even think about that. Anyway, here y'all are:

June 9th, 2010

School had been out since the fourth, but Wizard Classes were still in session - they were year round!

"Dad, I could be shopping right now," I complained. In the past several months, shopping wasn't very important to me, but I continued to do it on a regular basis to keep up appearances. If my parents realized that I only tolerated shopping anymore, they would find it suspicious.

"Alex, this is a really important lesson you guys are gonna learn today."

"You always say that, Dad," I reminded him with a sarcastic scoff.

"Well, they ALL are important, but this particular one is probably one of the most important lessons of them all." My dad took my hand which was plastered to my hip - I was standing in an annoyed position, with my right hand on my hipbone, the other hand by my side, my head tilted, and an "Are you serious?" look on my face - and lead me to the couch, next to Max. "Now: sit down and shut up."

I rolled my eyes, letting myself be overcome by the façade of my disapproval of our lessons. These lessons were like shopping - my views on it had changed. It wasn't so bad anymore.

"Okay, today we're going to work on Memory Erasing spells." My breathing seemed to stop. "These are very important, but are for EMERGENCY use only." I finally remembered how to breathe, but I realized I was practically hyperventilating. "That means you, Alex."

"What?" I squeaked out, unable to control my fear, or so it seemed to me. It sounded like my voice was two pitches higher than usual.

"Don't 'what?' me! We all know that you are a rule-breaker."

Regaining myself, I innocently replied, "Who me?" I forced a laugh and stared at my dad with my big brown eyes.

"Stop that, Alex!" he cried. I knew it was difficult for him to take the other side when I looked at him with that angelic face.

"Dad, didn't you already teach us about these kinds of spells?" Max asked.

"What?!" I cried, my voice extremely high-pitched. "No he didn't! We've never learned these spells before!" I was suddenly extremely nervous again. Max was right. Six months ago, when I was about five months along, we had this lesson. That was when I got the idea to erase everyone's memory of me being pregnant.

My dad thought for a moment. "No, I think I would remember if I taught you this," he concluded. "Like I said, this is a very important lesson."

"See, what'd I tell you, Max?" I spoke fast and nervously. "Alright, dad, let's start the lesson, Dad!"

"You sure are eager, Alex. Is there something up?"

"No, no!" I quickly denied. "Nothing's up. Can't I just be eager?"

My dad gave me a questioning gaze. Ignoring my seemingly silly question, he continued.

As my dad began the lesson, I let out a sigh.

If I was going to keep this secret, I needed to hold back my nerves.

Not paying attention, as I had already learned what my dad was teaching, I watched my dad's face. Now, whenever I looked at him, I couldn't help but remember the expression he wore when I had told him I was pregnant.

- - -

August 7, 2009

It had been two days since I told my mom. As she sat on the bathroom floor, my head in her lap as I cried, she told me I would have to tell my father.

So on the couch I sat, my fingers tapping absentmindedly against my thigh. I had finally gotten up the nerve to tell him. My chest shook with nerves as I breathed. My dad sat across from me in the armchair, waiting for me to speak. Max and Justin were oh-so obviously eavesdropping from the hallway, waiting to witness me getting in trouble. I rolled my eyes slightly. Well, that's two less people I'll have to tell, I thought.

"So, Alex," my dad stared, "what did you want to tell me?"

I took a deep breath. "I…I, uh…"

"You got expelled, didn't you?"

I shook my head. "No, Dad, it's summer vacation, how could I have gotten expelled?" My dad shrugged, and I could tell he was thinking, Oh, you'd find a way, Alex. "This is worse though, I think," I continued quietly. I took another deep breath and stared at my toes. "Dad, I'm pregnant."

Though I wasn't looking at him, I could tell that my dad's eyes were widening more and more by the second.

"You're what?!" my dad screeched, standing up. "Look at me!"

I lifted my head and looked at him, tears filling my eyes. Despite his harsh tone, he didn't look very angry. What I saw in his eyes was much worse: disappointment.

"I'm sorry, Daddy," I spoke softly. "I'm so sorry. I know I messed up." Tears dropped from my eyes and rolled down my face. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

A/N: That seems disappointingly short compared to what it looks like on my phone and on the back of the piece of non-lined white paper with my attendance printout on the back. LOL. Anyway, I'll try not to take as much time with the next update!!! :)