Connor sat on the bench in silence holding the test that Imogen had just gave him. Both of them were supposed to be in lesson as the bell had gone for the end of break, but both remained still on their bench in a corner where nobody could see them.

"Please, say something" urged Imogen, a little scared by Connor's silence.

Connor looked up from the test into Imogen's eyes, to her belly where the baby would be, back to the test.

"Anything..." Imogen Continued

Connor uttered a few words but Imogen couldn't make out what they were. They had only been engaged just over a month and know she was telling him that she was pregnant! Connor's thoughts went out of control as a list of possible outcomes came to his head. What would mum say? She was sure to kill him! And what about Imogen's school work? What am I going to do?

"Wh...I..." Connor had found his voice but was frantically searching for something to say. He had let Imogen down once before, he didn't want to do it again! "I... I don't understand..."

"Do I need to draw a picture for you?" said Imogen started to get a little irritated with him. She got up and grabbed her bag as she started to walk off in a hurry leaving Connor with the test. She got halfway to class before realising what she had just told Connor without giving him much time to process. She turned back to go and talk to him, still frustrated, but with herself than Connor. Imogen didn't have to walk very far before she found Connor again. He had just come into the school and was standing by her locker, not like he was waiting more like he wasn't sure what to do next.

"Look, Connor, I'm sorry..." Imogen trailed off, and quickly turned, heading into the girls' bathroom.

"Wait, Imogen! What's up?" but he knew the answer. Without hesitation he followed her in, not caring if other girls were in there. Luckily they weren't and he found Imogen on the floor of a cubicle with her head bent over the toilet. Connor set his bag aside and gently pulled her hair off her face. Once she was finished, Imogen sat up and looked tiredly up at Connor.

"Thanks," she said weakly

"Hey, what do you take me for? Somebody who will just point and laugh at you?" he teased playfully. Both Connor and Imogen smirked. "Are you feeling better? Or do you want to just stay here a while longer?"

As Connor and Imogen walked out of the bathroom, they heard footsteps from just above them, coming down the stairs. Much to their horror, it was Christine Mulgrew, Connor's mum. Connor, who still had the test in his hands, quickly hid it behind his back as she came into sight.

Christine hadn't been best pleased when they told her they were engaged, but she was determined to be supportive of Connor and his choices, trying to prove to him that she is a good mother.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you two been in lessons?" she asked suspiciously.

"Well Imogen wasn't feeling well so she had to come out, Mr Chalk sent me after her to see if she was okay," Connor looked at his mother to see if she believed him. Christine looked at Connor for a moment, then at Imogen. She does seem slightly paler, more than usual anyway she thought.

"Okay, if you really don't feel well Imogen, you can come and sit in my classroom, I have no lessons in there this afternoon," Imogen nodded slowly trying not to move so fast. Christine smiled at Connor then walked down the corridor. Connor and Imogen stood there in relief.

Christine turned round to see if they were still there. What is that he's holding?

"Connor, what's that?" Christine walked back towards them as Connor slowly turned around.

"It's nothing Mum honest, just a piece of paper!"

"Then you will have no problem giving it to me then..." she held out her hand, waiting for whatever he was hiding. Connor pulled the test around him so it was no longer behind his back. Christine snatched it out of his hands, getting to impatient waiting for the explanation Connor was trying to think of.

Connor looked at Imogen, still facing the other way with her hand on her stomach, and grabbed her hand. Christine looked down at the test only just recognizing what it was. She looked up in anger at her son.