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Omg! I am really sorry I haven't updated this story in almost two months! The times got the better of me. Also, I've been hanging out with my friends too much so I never have time to get on the computer. We went to K-Mart the other day and played hide and go seek because we were bored. Should have been there. But, I'm sure you don't care I just felt like sharing my experiences with you. COME BACK TO TEXAS!! IT'S JUST NOT THE SAME SINCE YOU WENT AWAY!!

Sorry…my father is watching ESPN and that's the theme song for the Dallas Cowboys. It's just so catchy!

Anyway! Enough with pointless chit-chat! Let's get to the chapter, shall we?

Well, enjoy everyone! You deserved it!

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There was an awkward feeling that lingered in the cramped space of the janitor's closet. It was nothing but silence, followed by a, "What?!"

I sighed. I had a feeling this was going to be a difficult conversation, "I'm pregnant." I repeated.

Jesse's facial expression was blank. I couldn't even tell you what he was thinking. I don't even know if he was thinking at all. I snapped my fingers in front of his face to see if he was still with me.

"Jaden…" He trailed off.

"Yes?"

"Um…I hate to break this to you but…you're a boy."

"Thanks for the reminder."

Jesse shook his head, "That's not what I meant! I mean, boys, they can't get pregnant."

"I know that," I said.

"So, what's the point of the joke?" He asked.

"It's not a joke," I said calmly, "It's the truth."

Jesse sighed and rubbed the back of his head, "Jaden, seriously, why try and fool me when we both know that it is humanly impossible for you to be impregnated?"

I shrugged, throwing my hands up, "Why would I have any reason to fool you? If it's not believable in the least bit, then why would I bother?"

"You tell me."

"'Cause it's true!" I yelled, "God damn! Do you really think I'm that stupid to trick you into something that's impossible?"

"Then…" Jesse blinked a few times, "Wait…it's not a joke?"

"That's right!"

Jesse was silent for a while, looking up at the ceiling. Then, he raised an eyebrow and looked back at me again, "Are you tricking me again?"

I slapped my hand onto my face, "No!"

"I'm so confused!" He whined.

I pulled my lips into an irritated smirk, "Okay, let me break this down for you so you can understand. Are you listening?"

Jesse nodded, "All ears."

I clapped my hands together then pointed my two fingers to him, "Alright, me and you had sex, correct?"

"If memory serves me right then yes we did."

"Okay, well that sort of caused a chain reaction and formed what is the start of a baby, which is right here," I patted my stomach to show him. I wanted to go on but the look on his face said he still didn't get it. "Jesse, are ya with me?"

"Nope," he stated.

"Well, darling, what is so damn confusing this time?"

"Well, sweetie," He said harshly, "Why don't you tell me how you can get pregnant? Since, it's just so natural for a boy to get pregnant." His sarcasm wasn't helping the situation.

"Fine," I snapped. I didn't want to tell Jesse, but I had no other choice. There was no other way to explain it, but I didn't know where to start. I needed to tell him the whole story for him to get the full effect of what I was saying, but if I did we'd be in here for quite a while. So, I tried to shorten my long story into a summary.

"I…" I chewed on my lip lightly, trying to think of Jesse's reaction to the shocking and unbelievable statement I was about to tell him, but I didn't have the time. "Jesse, I'm…different from other males."

"What do you mean by that?" He asked.

"When I was twelve," I swallowed before I went on, "I found out I had the internal organs of a woman."

"That's impossible," he protested.

"No it's not." I said, not daring to look at him in the eyes as I explained what I had tried so hard to keep secret, "I'm one in…very few males that can have a baby."

"Well, if this was true, then why doesn't anyone know about it?" He asked, "I mean, if doctors make that kind of discovery, then why not tell the world?" His tone was cocky, like he knew what he was talking about, and it was making me angry.

"'Cause they don't have an explanation as to why we are the way we are. It's a very puzzling topic in the medical world and it's kept secret."

"Well…" Jesse started, "It's a convincing story…but just not convincing enough. Jaden, just drop it, would you? This is a pointless attempt of a joke."

My heart sank into my stomach. His words hurt me to the core. He doesn't even believe me. After spilling what I have fought to keep hidden he still thinks of this as a joke. Not only that, but I would actually trust him enough to tell him myself. I wasn't just hurt, I was pissed.

"You're…you're…" I couldn't even find the words to say I was in such a rage.

Jesse's smug expression melted into a worried one when he saw the big, fat tears forming in the sides of my eyes, "Jaden?" He called to me, reaching out to touch my arm.

I slapped his hand away, "Don't you touch me!" I shouted and quickly wiped my eyes.

"Jaden, why are you crying?" He asked, panic filling his voice.

"Fuck it! I don't need to explain anything to you!" I shoved Jesse into the wall and without missing a beat I stormed out the door, "Burn in hell, you dick!"

Alexis jumped when she heard the door slam into the lockers. She turned to me her eyes wide as she saw me stomping away from the cramped closet, "What happened?" She asked immediately.

"Nothing," I mumbled while walking right past her.

She quickly ran to my side, trying to keep up while looking back at the janitor's closet to see if Jesse was following. She kept asking question after question, "What's going on? What did he say? Are you mad at him?"

"Shut up, Alexis," I hissed.

"Tell me what happened in there and I will!"

I glared at her then turned my attention back to the hallway in front of me, "He didn't believe me after I told him! I can't believe I actually did it with that no good son of a…" I stopped, taking a deep breath.

"He thought you were lying?" Alexis asked, baffled.

"More like I was telling him a joke."

She gasped, "Oh! Jaden, I'm so sorry." Alexis hugged me while we walked to our class that we would be five minutes late to. To make matters even worse Jesse was in that class, too. Now I have to try fighting the urge to kill him for forty five minutes.

"Jaden, wait!" I heard Jesse call out from behind Alexis and me.

"Keep walking," I muttered and picked up my pace, Alexis doing the same.

"What is your problem?" He hollered.

My problem? I'm pregnant with his child and he doesn't even think I'm telling the truth about it. What the hell does he think my problem is? Whatever, all I did was curse him under my breath and half ran to my next class.

Without coming to a complete stop, I opened the door to Biology. The door smashed furiously onto the wall beside it. Everyone in the class turned their attention from the teacher, Mr. Webster, to stare at me and Alexis.

Before Mr. Webster could scold the two of us, I locked the class door and closed it shut so slick I felt like James Bond…or Leonardo DiCapprio's hair. Which ever it was it was a nice feeling.

"Mr. Yuki, Miss. Rhodes, why are you late?"

Alexis answered before I could make up a good enough excuse, "We were called down to the office. They had us in there a little longer than they planned so we're late."

Mr. Webster examined us for a second like he didn't think we were telling the truth. Oh, I've already had enough of people thinking I'm a lair for one morning.

He sighed, "Go to your seats."

Alexis let out her held breath and we parted ways since Mr. Webster thought me and Alexis talked way too much when we sat near each other, so he gave us seats that were clear across the room from each other.

As soon as Alexis and I got in our seats and Mr. Webster started talking again, there was another disturbance, one I had expected so it didn't make me jump when there was a sudden thud on the class door.

Again, everyone turned to the door where Jesse and ran into, thinking it was unlocked when he tried to open it. I hid my sneer.

Mr. Webster groaned, "What now?"

Jesse started pounding on the door as the teacher went to let him in. Mr. Webster went and turned the knob and saw it was locked, "Hmm, wonder how that happened," he mumbled. He unlocked the door and opened it to reveal Jesse standing there like an idiot rubbing his head.

"Jesse," Mr. Andersen gave an unhappy smile, "You're late."

"Sorry," he breathed. He had obviously had been running to catch up with me.

"What's your excuse?" He questioned.

"I, um…was having a locker malfunctions…?" He made it sound like it was a question. Mr. Webster knew it was a lie right away. He sighed, "Mr. Andersen, what's the punishment for being late to my class?"

Jesse groaned, "Oh, no, please Mr. W!"

"Sorry, Jesse, you know the rules."

Jesse sighed in defeat and slumped pass Mr. Webster to the east wall of the classroom, right beside my desk. He shot a dirty look in my direction as he threw his back against the cool painted brick wall. Then, put his hands up above his head while bending his knees to put him in a sitting position.

Punishment for being late to Mr. Webster's Biology class – ten minutes of wall sits.

Jesse was gonna die.

Mr. Webster came back to the front of the classroom and started lecturing Jesse, "Maybe you'll learn from this that it's not smart to be late to my class. Also, Mr. Andersen, you're locker is rigged. You shouldn't be having 'locker malfunctions'. That's two days detention."

"Awww! What?!" He shrieked, "That's not fair! You caught Zane Truesdale with his locker rigged and you didn't give him detention!"

"Don't take the spotlight off yourself by putting it on your friend," Mr. Webster said while writing Jesse a detention slip. Mr. Webster set the note on his desk, "Come get this after class. You serve your detentions after school today and tomorrow."

"But tomorrow's Friday! I got to get ready for my baseball game after school!"

"I guess you'll have to go to the game a little late."

"This is bullcrap," Jesse mumbled a little too loudly.

"Mr. Andersen!" Mr. Webster bellowed, "Would like to make it a weeks worth?"

"No…"

"Then I suggest you keep quiet. And another ten minutes of wall sits for mouthing off."

Jesse opened his mouth to complain again but he saw the look on Mr. Webster's face and quickly shut is mouth.

Everyone in the class started snickering but Mr. Webster quickly called us to order. The rest of the class was Mr. Webster talking out of our textbook about plants and photosynthesis and other big words I didn't understand. Every now and then I would glance over at Jesse. After my sixth look at him his knees were buckling while his hands were shaking viciously. His face was beat red, it almost looked like he was crying.

I did feel bad. I wanted to tell Mr. Webster to let him sit down but there was no point in that. When Mr. Webster tells you to do something, you do it and you have to be a very persuasive person to talk him out of something. Jesse still had ten minutes and I didn't think he could make it.

Jesse's eyes were twisted shut and his breathing came out in gasps. Wall sits could kill you when your doing them for that long. I knew he was trying not to cry.

Mr. Webster saw it, too. He ignored him though. He kept on teaching about stuff none of us really cared about. I zoned him out within a few minutes. I was staring at Jesse through my peripheral vision. I didn't want him knowing I was looking at him. His body was shaking from head to toe. Just looking at him made my body hurt.

Mr. Webster passed out a worksheet to everyone in the class that had what he just discussed as questions. I knew no one knew the answers to them. No one pays attention to Mr. Webster; even if they tried his voice is so hypnotic when he speaks it makes you sleepy.

Jesse's wall sits now had gone from cruel to torture since everyone had gotten done with the worksheet, which was fifteen questions long, and he was still half-sitting there with his hands limb against the wall. He looked like he was ready to collapse. It had been almost twenty minutes, he had to be exhausted.

When we all turned in our work Mr. Webster finally put Jesse out of his misery.

"Mr. Andersen?"

"Y-Yes!" He squeaked.

"Have you learned your lesson?"

"Yes! Yes!"

"Will you be late again?"

"Never!"

"Will you mouth off again?"

"No!" He droned on the word and it came out as a whine.

"Okay, come to your seat."

Jesse stood up to a full standing position so slowly a snail could do it faster. He knees hurt that bad. He started limping over to his desk, wincing every time he took a step. Some people were laughing; others who have felt the wrath of the wall sits knew his pain and didn't say anything.

I watched as he walked past me, glaring. I felt bad since it was sort of my fault that he was late, but after he gave me that look all that had happened in the janitor's closet came rushing back and I was angry again. I shot him a cold look in return.

He turned away and I was still staring darkly at him. But, something was wrong. A pain shot through my stomach, not a little one, but something awful.

I wrapped my arms around my stomach and lurched forward. I put my head in between my knees and started breathing in and out, long and steady. This wasn't right. I had taken some medicine before I came to school, I can't hurl now! Oh, but it was coming. I could feel it in my back of my throat and the tingle around my jaw.

I need a bathroom, now. But, this was different. I couldn't breath right. I could think. Everything seemed so far away. Everyone's voice sounded like echoes in the distance. My sight started to become blurred. I was frightened that I might pass out.

I was conscious enough to feel someone's hand on my shoulder. I didn't look up though. The light was hurting my eyes too much. I started to wonder if this was just a really bad migraine or really bad pregnancy symptoms, or it could be both.

"Jaden?"

It was Jesse's voice.

"Jaden, are you okay?"

I didn't respond. It couldn't. If I talked at least a little I might get sick.

Even in this state I could feel the gaze of everyone in the class focus on me. I just wanted to get out of here. Where's the damn bathroom?

"Jesse, take him to the nurse." Mr. Webster said.

I felt Jesse pull me up from my seat by my arm. I had my eyes closed the whole time to avoid them looking into the lights. I basically had Jesse drag me out of the classroom because I was too dizzy to walk. I hadn't even noticed we had gotten out of the classroom until I open one of my eyes to see we were heading down the hallway to the office.

As soon as I cracked open my eye a wave of nausea washed through my body. I stopped and staggered, pulling on Jesse's shirt, "Bathroom," I groaned.

Jesse didn't ask questions. He pulled me into the restroom that was, literally, a few steps away. I slipped out of Jesse's grasp and ran into a stall. A second later and things would have ended badly because as soon as I was at that toilet I had puked up today's breakfast and possibly last night's dinner.

While I was puking my brains out, I thought of this as a great opportunity to show Jesse I wasn't lying about the pregnancy. He would see how sick I was and finally get it. Or he will still be in denial and say it means nothing, which is what I expected of him.

I rubbed my hands on my head to get my nausea to subside, but it failed miserably. I was certain that this was a migraine now because my head started throbbing, like my head was going to explode. I started screaming it hurt so badly.

That's when Jesse came in the stall to check on me, but he was the last thing I wanted to see right now.

He knelt down beside me and rubbed my back to try and sooth me. It wasn't working. It was only making it worse. "Are you okay?" He kept asking.

I pulled my hand around and slapped Jesse right in the face, hard. He stumbled back and fell on the dirty tile floors of the restroom. He held his red cheek with his hand, staring at me with wide eyes.

"W-What…?" He didn't know what to say.

"How do you think I feel?" I spat, "I feel terrible because of this stupid baby!"

Jesse opened his mouth to speak, but I interrupted him.

"Oh, wait, that's right! According to you I'm a lair! This is all some poor attempt as a joke to get you to fall for me actually being pregnant! Oh, yeah, I forgot about that!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. I wouldn't be surprised if the whole school heard me.

"Baby-"

I rolled my eyes, "Oh, don't you dare call me baby!" I stumbled up from my spot on the floor in front of the toilet and started wobbling over to Jesse. "You will not let be a teenage parent by myself!" I shouted in his face, "I won't let you, dammit! I won't be that person! I won't be the person everyone frowns on because I have a baby under my arms with no father there! You won't do that to me!"

Jesse's face was horrified. He has never heard me yell like this to anyone, especially him. My face was only an inch away from him, close enough to feel his nervous, irregular breathing on my face.

Everything was silent. It was a deafening, heavy silence I had nothing more to say and Jesse didn't know what he should say.

I was glad Jesse was speechless. I hope that I finally drilled in his head that I'm not joking around about this. I do know that it is very hard for him to believe me on this, but he knows when I'm lying and when I'm just messing around. He should be able to see it in my eyes and my body language. He of all people should believe me. That's why I'm being so hard on him.

I saw Jesse's hand reach up for me, but my cat-like reflexes kicked in and snatched his hand before he could even touch me. I gripped his hand tightly, my lips in a hard line.

I stared into Jesse's eyes that didn't seem so frightened anymore. I was so absorbed with them. Looking into them made my heartbeat faster, every time. Then, something huge hit me in the face and made me feel horrible for what I had just done.

Jesse's trying, a voice said in my head. He wants to believe me, I know he does. Somewhere deep down in his conscience he knows I'm telling the truth, it's just so hard to believe it. He really does care…

I was so wrapped up in mental slapping myself in the face that I didn't even bother to stop Jesse's thumb reaching up and wiping the tears from my face.

I hadn't realized I was crying.

I let Jesse's hand slip out of my grasp and sunk to the floor. I started wiping my eyes while laughing at my stupidity, "I hate it how you can make me feel like crap without doing anything."

"Am I supposed to be proud of that?"

"I guess you should because you win the argument."

"I don't care about winning the argument," he said calmly.

"Well, then you get an apology."

"For what?" He asked.

I glanced up at Jesse after I was finished wiping my eyes dry, "I know you believe me. No, I mean I know you want to believe me."

"Of course I want to believe you!" He said, "How can I though? Obviously, this isn't a joke anymore, so you must being telling the truth, but it's just so…"

"Weird," I finished his sentence.

"No, just…unnatural," he said quietly.

"If you have questions I'll answer them."

"No, you already told me all of it in the closet."

"Soooo…" I droned, "What do we do now?"

Jesse exhaled his breath and shrugged, "Hell if I should know. I guess the normal thing to do is decided what we're going to do with it."

I felt a lump swell in my throat. I had made my decision already. I just hoped he felt the same.

"Well," I whispered, "What do you want?"

"More like what do you want? You're carrying the damn thing, what do you want done?"

I knew what I wanted was out of the question. Jesse was not ready to be a parent and neither was I. And I highly doubt my parents will let me keep it. They know I don't have the responsibility it takes to take care of a child. But, I know Jesse's parents wouldn't care. Those drunken bastards don't even care about him, let alone if he has a baby at sixteen.

But, I wanted this baby. It was a part of me, a part of Jesse. Giving it away or just…killing it…wouldn't feel right to me. It was giving up what we had created. I couldn't do it.

Jesse suddenly put his hands on my own, which made me jump out of my thoughts. "Jaden," he said my name so softly, it made me think everything would be okay, "What do you want?" He asked again.

I glanced down at the floor while I spoke, "I want it."

"You want the baby?"

I nodded slowly. I prepared myself for my hopes to be crushed. Jesse isn't going to want to keep this baby.

He sighed, "Alright, then that's what we're going to do."

I gasped and snapped my head up to him, "Are you serious? You want the baby?"

He smiled, "Of course. If you want it, then so do I."

"Wait, wait! I don't want you going on what I want! Honestly, what do you want?"

"I told you," he said, "I want the baby."

"That's just what I want. I know you don't want to be a parent!"

He shrugged, "I'll give it a shot."

I rolled my eyes. "You're impossible."

"Then it's settled!" Jesse clapped his hands like this was a fun situation, "We're keeping the kid!"

"Is this the part where I'm supposed to be excited?" I asked, obviously not as thrilled as he was.

He laughed, "For people out of high school it should be."

I couldn't help but let a little smile spread across my face. Jesse always had a way of making me smile even when times are bad.

"Now all we have to do is tell your parents."

And always had a way of ruining it…

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I decided to stay at school the rest of that day since Jesse and I had a plan to get him out of detention. The teachers would be suspicious if I just magically appeared after school if I went home. So I tried to survive the school day having to puke every hour on average. I just said I had to go to the bathroom and went to throw up without them finding out so they didn't send me home.

I stayed about ten minutes after the bell ran for everyone to go home. Alexis was there with me since after I got him out of detention we were going straight to my house to break the news to my parents. She wanted to be there when we told them. She said best friends deserve to be there.

All day I was trying to find the proper words I should use when telling my parents I was pregnant. I never figured which ones to use. I realized no matter how I told them, it wouldn't change the fact that my mother would probably stab me with a knife.

Which reminded me, when telling Mom about my pregnancy keep her away from sharp or pointy objects. Didn't need anyone getting hurt.

I didn't really worry about Dad too much. Well, Jesse should be worried because if he was going after anyone, it would be him. No one was safe, other than Alexis. She would probably sit back while eating some Cheetos laughing hysterically at us.

I could see it now and it made me nausea again.

Alexis and I were walking through the empty hallways of the school to Study Hall where all the detention students were. I started to feel like James Bond again. Sneaking through the school, trying to avoid teachers, then lying to get Jesse out of his solitary confinement that only lasted forty minutes. It's was exhilarating

"Teacher!" I whispered harshly.

We both jumped into a corner, waiting for the teacher to pass by us. When they had passed we peaked out to see if the coast was clear. I turned to Alexis and nodded, making a motion with my hand to get her to follow me.

We started sprinting down the hallway to avoid wasting more time hiding.

Alexis and I came to a suddenly halt at the Study Hall door. I turned to Alexis and started explaining the plan to her. We reviewed what we were going to do twice so I knew she got it, and then reached for the doorknob. I turned open the knob and pushed open the door.

There were seven kids in detention today, that wasn't very many. Our school's rules are so strict usual everyone gets a detention once. I guess teachers were being nice today.

The Study Hall teacher, Mrs. Sardome, looked up from her papers on her desk to see who had walked in the door. She put down her pen and scowled at us, "May I help you?" She asked coldly.

Nobody knew who or what shoved a stick up Mrs. Sardom's ass, but she was always mean to everyone. There have been many stories as to why she was so pissy all the time.

"The office needs Jesse Andersen."

"Why?" she snapped.

"The principal needs to see him," I said.

"For what?"

"He wouldn't say."

She stared at us for a few seconds then turned to face Jesse, "Andersen!" She called.

Jesse raised his hand, "Yes?"

"Get your stuff, the office wants you."

He nodded and gathered his books in his arms and walked, rather quickly, to the door. We all got out of there as quickly as possible. Sometimes I wonder if Mrs. Sardom is the son of Satan or something. When she looked at you it was like you were gazing right into fire.

As soon as we shut the door we burst out running down the hallway, slipping and sliding since the janitor had just cleaned the floors. We hightailed it out of there to my piece of shit car that was parked right in front of the main stairway to the school.

We all jumped in the car as fast as we could. And me being myself I tried to slide on the hood of my car like people did in the movies but I slid a little too far and landed on the concrete.

Jesse and Alexis started laughing and I quickly stood up and got in the car without embarrassing myself anymore.

"Nice move."

"Shut up," I mumbled while turning the car on and speeding out of the parking lot. This really wasn't as James Bond as I thought it would be. That slide totally killed it.

We were on our way to my house when we started talking about how we were going to break the news to my parents. Jesse was confident that he could persuade my parents to think that our situation wasn't as bad as it sounded. Yeah, right…

I scoffed, "Good luck with that!"

"It's all the matter of how we come about it," he explained.

"It doesn't matter where we come about it. They'll still kill us anyway."

Alexis leaned over the front seats to get into the conversation, "You think you guys have problems? Zane didn't even notice my hair!"

"No one care, Alexis!" I shouted. I'm about to tell my parents that I'm pregnant and she's just worried about how Zane didn't notice her hair style had changed?

"You like Zane?" Jesse asked. He hadn't noticed already? Alexis makes it perfectly clear to everyone.

"Yeah," she sighed dreamingly.

"I could ask him what he thinks about you. We're best friends."

"You'd do that?" Alexis's mouth dropped from his statement.

Jesse shrugged, "Why not?"

Alexis launched her arms around Jesse, "Thank you so much Jess! I love you, but not as much as Jaden and in a friendly way."

"I'm honored."

"Will you please stop talking about your relationship problems and focus on the real problem here?" I glanced back at her and lightly pushed her shoulder, "And get your hands off my man before I slap you!"

"Sorry," she laughed and slipped her arms off of Jesse's neck.

I sighed, "Alright then. So how are we going to tell my parents?"

"Just sit them down and assure them that nothing major has happened-"

"But there has," I interrupted.

"It helps to make them comfortable and worry free." He said, "As I was saying, we sit them down and just tell them right off the bat."

"Then we die?" I questioned.

Jesse nodded, "More than likely, yes."

I started beating my head against the steering wheel. I'm never going to see the light of day again. "This can't get any worse!" I groaned. I pointed my finger at Jesse while staring at the road, "This is all your fault!"

"Mine?" Jesse shrieked, "Bullshit!"

"It was your idea!" I shot at him.

"You agreed to it!" He shot back.

"I didn't want to disappoint you and say no!"

"Pfst! Whatever!" He yelled, "You wanted it just as bad as I did! Don't you give me that!"

"Well maybe if you weren't so damn attractive this all could have been avoided!"

Jesse put his hands up dramatically, "Oh, excuse me for being so good looking! I'm such an asshole!"

"Yes! You're exactly right!"

"You make no sense!"

"I don't have to make sense! I am pregnant and hormonal!"

"That's your excuse?" He questioned.

"Yes and if you don't like it then you can go-"

"Don't fighting!" Alexis shouted at the top of her lungs.

We both went silent.

She took a deep breath while rubbing her throat, "Man that hurt." She coughed a few times before speaking, "Alright, you two need to shut up! It's both of your faults! Last time I checked it takes two to tango and you both agreed to the tango, naked might I add!"

She was right, it a very weird sort of way. Jesse and I looked at each other with sympathetic eyes then apologized for raising our voices at each other.

Alexis sighed, happy with her work, "There! Now it could be worse. You could have a half-human half-vampire baby eating you from the inside."

I rolled my eyes, "Lay off the Twilight Series, Alexis."

She stuttered and put her hands on her face, "Ohh, Edward Cullen you will be mine! But I like Zane more," she quickly added.

She was boy obsessed.

We arrived at my house within a few minutes. When I pulled into my driveway that was when the butterflies started flying in my tummy. I didn't want to do this. I'd rather die than tell my parents that I'm having a baby. I thought about backing out and not saying anything. But, then I realized I couldn't hide it. They'd wonder why my stomach was slowly getting bigger and why I was gaining all the weight in my abdomen.

You just can't hide pregnancy.

"I think I'm going to be sick again."

Jesse brushed the back of his hand along my cheek and smiled, "It will be okay, Jaden. I'll be here with you."

"Me, too," Alexis said.

I exhaled my held breath, "Okay, I can do this. Thanks guys"

We all took a minute of silence to pray that no one would be hurt in the process of me telling my mom and dad about the baby I am carrying in my stomach. When we were done and ready, we got out of the car and our fate was sealed.

We took our time walking up the pathway to my front door. No one was really wanted to get in the house too quickly. We took baby steps all the way, but it seemed like we got to the door faster than we intended.

Before I knew it we were actually inside and as luck would have it my parents we already in the living room watching Everybody Loves Raymond. Let me tell you, no one loves Everybody Loves Raymond like my parents do. They will stop in whatever they are doing to watch it that is how obsessed they are. It is actually in their schedule for the day.

Enough of Raymond it's time for me to take the stage. Only this won't be as funny and there won't be a crowd in the background to laugh, or 'Oh!' or gasp when it's needed. There was no one there except my mother and father. Great, now there's not going to be any witnesses to my killing, other than Alexis and she won't help any in court.

When my parents saw us walk in the door they greeted us casually, not knowing what they were about to be told. I hate ruining good moments.

"Mom, Dad," My stomach was sinking as I talked, "Jesse and I have something to tell you."

My mom looked at us suspiciously, "Well, what is it?"

"It's nothing big, Mrs. Yuki," Jesse said. I knew he was nervous. His voice sounded small and I could see his hands quivering.

"Yeah!" Alexis agreed, "It's not too big."

"When you say 'it's not big' it is big." She said, "Now what happened?"

Jesse, Alexis and I all have each other worried glances. This was it.

I turned back to my mom and took a deep breath, "Mom…" I started but couldn't finish. This was just too hard. I was about ready to run out of the room, but I stood still. Just tell them! I yelled to myself. Get it over with!

I felt Jesse nudge me to start speaking again because my mom's expression looked worried. Just say it…

"I'm pregnant…"

The words were like an atom bomb that just hit Hiroshima. The beer that was in my dad's hand slipped out and fell to the floor. What made it worse was my mom didn't care that the alcohol was staining her carpet. She was a neat freak.

My mom's eyes bulged out of her eyes sockets. Her mouth dropped to the floor. Everything was silent except for the T.V.

My mom wasn't silent for long though. She jumped out of that chair like a bunny rabbit. She was already in hysteria, "Oh my God!! You're pregnant?! How did this- when did you- why did you- how could you do this?!" My mom grabbed her head and started pacing back and forth, "Jaden, how could you be so stupid?! Oh, God!"

My father didn't say anything. He got up from his chair, too and started glaring at Jesse. I knew he was going to go after him.

Jesse saw this too and started backing towards the door.

"Oh, no you don't boy!" My father started running after Jesse.

"Run!!" I yelled to him.

Jesse was already out the door. The door bashed against the house and soon my father burst out it, dashing to catch Jesse running down the street. I sprinted to the door, watching Jesse hauling ass down the road with my father a few feet behind him with the baseball bat that had been laying in the yard for two days in his hands.

I felt my mother yank me back from the front door and start shaking me in front of her face, "When did you find out about this?! How long have you been keeping this a secret?!"

"Yesterday! I found out yesterday!" I yelled my voice a little higher than usual.

"Liar!"

"I swear! I swear! You can ask Aster Phoenix he works at the Corner Store!"

My mother stopped shaking me. She stared into my eyes for a long time. Finally, she got sick of looking at me and pushed me away. She started walking away from me shouting all the while.

"You're done!! You will never leave this house again!! You will stay in your room and come out only to eat, go to the bathroom, and go to school!!"

"Mom, come on!"

She turned to me, her eyes wild and fierce. It actually scared me. "Don't you even talk," she hissed, "I am not going to be a grandparent at forty-two years old! You are getting an abortion tomorrow!"

"No! I'm keeping the baby! It's my baby! You can't tell me what I'm going to do!"

"Oh, you want to bet on that?"

"I will! This is my baby! I made it! Jesse made it! It's ours, not yours!"

"Either an abortion or adoption, you pick!" She hollered, "You are only sixteen you do not decided what is best for you, me and you father do! You will not keep that baby!"

Suddenly my nervousness was gone and I had nothing but fight in my system. I will fight for this baby. I don't care who is in my way. "I'm not giving this baby up," I said through gritted teeth, "I made it! I'm going to keep it!"

"Jaden, you will not only destroy your life, you will destroy that child's life! You are not ready to be a parent and I am not taking care of it for you!"

"Then I'll do it myself! Jesse is willing to try it and so am I!"

My mother closed her mouth and went on staring at me again. I had a hard expression on my face. I wanted to show her I was serious about this. She can't take my child away from me.

As she was staring at me, my dad came in behind us, Jesse's arms pinned behind his back by my dad's strong grip.

"What do you want me to do with him, Lisa?" my father asked.

My mother changed her gaze to Jesse. She pursed her lips while shaking her head, "Let him go home. I have nothing more to say to these two." With that she walked out of the living room to her bedroom. You could hear the noise of the door being slammed shut. It actually shook the house.

My father let go of Jesse, shoving him forward next to me. I turned to my dad, not meeting his angry glare, "I'm sorry…" I whispered. What else could I have said? There were no more words I could say to make things better.

My father ignored me, walking through Jesse and me like we were invisible.

My hands started shaking in fury. Jesse went to touch my shoulder but I shrugged away, "Not now," I mumbled. I was beyond rage. For her to tell me I had to get rid of my baby just like that was wrong. It was me and Jesse's child, not hers. We were to decide its fate, not her.

I looked up at Jesse and Alexis, "I think you both should go."

Alexis nodded. She didn't come up and give me her usual goodbye hug. She didn't dare touch me. She just said "Bye," and walked out of the house. Jesse had done the same, following Alexis out the door, leaving me in the empty living room with nothing but angry parents in the back.

There was nothing left for me to do but go up to my room and cry. Cry and puke in the trash can. It sounded much better than standing here. So I walked over to what looked like a closet door, but it lead up a flight of stairs to my room. I walked up them quickly and then ran to my bed were I buried my head in my pillow and drowned in my misery.

I knew I would have to get use to being in this room of mine, because I was going to be cooped up in here for a long time.

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Kikuchan: oh dramaaaaaa!!

Jaden: people like the drama. America lives off other people's pain.

Kikuchan: That is true! That is y we have Dr. Phil and the Real World!

Jaden: speaking of Dr. Phil, it's on right now.

Kikuchan: damn!! We gotta go watch it! The transsexual is on today!

Judai: oh cool!!

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