It was a slow Friday evening, Madeline was about to head into the shower when a loud rapid knock on her dorm door startled her. Sighing assuming it was Alfred with a big mac Madeline slowly cracked the door.

"Madeline" Emerald eyes greeted the Canadian. "I need to talk to you"

"Oh, hello Alice" Welcoming in the British girl, Madeline offered tea. Alice declined. Both girls stood awkwardly in silence. "So, uh, what is it y-you need to talk about?"

It was really awkward for Madeline to be talking with her brother's girlfriend. All she knew about Alice was her British dialects and she's been dating Alfred since Valentine's Day. Examining Alice closely there were major flaws in the sharp-tongue girl. Alice looked really tired and seemed to have been crying earlier due to the puffiness embedded beneath her eyes. It looked if she forced herself out of bed no caring if she was in a wrinkled uniform.

"Uh, oh where do I start?" Alice murmured. A shaky breath escaped her gnawed lips. Emerald eyes met amethysts in uneasiness. "Madeline, you're going to be…"


"Bloody hell!" Her hand collided with the stall door. Pacing back and forth she looked over her calendar. She counted the days, she counted the previous month, and it was all in order. An awful pit made its way to her stomach. "This can't be right. It just can't be!"

Things were going so wrong for her. It was too much to handle, and now this. She needed help from someone she deeply trusted. Even if it was someone she wished to never be related to. Pulling out her cell phone she quickly dialed.

"Allister, I need you to pick me up, please… I don't care if it's a four hour drive!" She pressed her forehead against the cool mirror. "I'll tell you when you get here."

The morning was hellish. Alice spent the morning classes worrying and counting the days like there was no tomorrow. She sighed. 'Why couldn't things go right? Yeah, I get good grades, and I have great friends, but why now?'

At home for Alice, things were not great. Her parents were divorcing, her brothers are leaving home, it just her and her little brother Peter. When everyone it together its nothing but arguing. There is no such thing as a family dinner. She was the only daughter of two over worked parents. She has arrogant brothers who constantly bully her. The reason for her coming to this school was the hope to escape the performance at home.

'I hope that jerk gets here before lunch'

Allister may be a jerk of a brother but he is the only family, besides Peter, she could rely on for this kind of situation. A lot of things could go wrong when talking to her brother about this kind of situation. He might get pissed off and go after Alfred or not get pissed off but still go after Alfred. Sure he might've had a number of girlfriends with these kinds of scares, but he should possibly know what to do. Alice rubbed her temples the twelfth time in that same class.

"Psst, Alice!" A very loud whisper disturbed her thoughts "Heyyyyy, come ooooon. You mad?"

No, she didn't want to face him. Not right now, when hell would break loose sooner or later. Alfred just had to keep whispering very loud though. Turning in her seat, Alfred sat diagonally from where she sat. "What you git?"

"Nooothing, I just wanted to see your reaction" Alfred didn't bother to try and whisper.

Turning in her chair, she was fed up with everything. With Alfred. With school. Before she would start sobbing the bell rang. Alice sprang up from her seat and sprinted to the school entrance. Her brother waited outside.

Quickly wiping her eyes, she straightened her back and walked emotionlessly toward her brother. He waited by his Hyundai Equus with his usual scowl. Alice and Allister didn't look related, her hair was blond and his was auburn, his eyes were a darker shade of green and he seemed more of the rebel type, Alice was well mannered and her flaw was her sharp-tongue.

"Hey punk, why'd you call me?" Allister opened the car door for Alice. 'Git' was the response. "So I already called the dean. Said I was taking my wittle sister out for lunch."

"How in hell can you afford this car?" Alice pinched the interior.

"Wanker, don't ruin the seat!" Allister slammed the breaks at the stoplight. "Learn some manners Alice!"

"Git!" Alice growled crossing her arms. Tears streaked down her cheeks, soon she was sobbing uncontrollably.

Alllister started to freak out. "Sorry! Sorry! I'll stop calling you 'wanker', just please stop crying!" He was in full panic mode. Alice never cried except when physically injured, but there was no open wounds or bones sticking out. Something, or someone did this. "Alice, tell me what's wrong."

"I-I missed… I missed m-my *hic* period, Allister. I think… I'm, I'm-"

"Whoa, whoa wait! Are you trying to say that you had your cherry popped?" Allister exclaimed putting the car to a sudden stop, "Have you ever heard of condoms? Christ Alice, who in the hell did this! I swear once I find out who, I will fucking tear that bastard in-"

"Allister! Please!" Alice covered her ears continuing her sobbing.

"I could I get you a…test"

-oOo-

As awkward as it may be to buy a pregnancy test, this is for his sister. There he was, standing awkwardly at the drug store in an aisle dedicated to pregnancy tests. There were so many choices. First Response, E.P.T, BFP, Clearblue. "How are these used?" he read the back label. "hCG? Menstrual? What's a menstrual? Hmm, must be a girl thing. Urinate? Girls pee on this? UGH!" He threw the box across the store. An elderly woman behind the counter looked over at him with a frown. "Heh, hi. Um which one of these is um good to use? Heh."

Of all places she had to do a pregnancy test inside the restroom of a restaurant. It was a nice restaurant though, they have great bread sticks.

"Alice hurry up, I'm getting weird looks from the hags" Allister had to go in the women's restroom with her. He tapped his foot rapidly waiting outside the stall. "Hurry! This old woman just winked at me!"

"Shut it!" She shook uncontrollably at she readied the test. Everything felt slow motion. From opening to the box to the toilet flushing, time felt nonexistent.

The one minute was agonizing. Alice paced the restroom mumbling. She was panicking. "Oh god, what if

I really am? I don't think I can handle that? I'm not capable of carrying a child! Damn it Allister, I'm only 15!"

"Calm down, this is possibly a mistake." He glanced over at the test that sat on the sink. "A plus is good right?"


"W-what?"

"I'm going to be an aunt?" She couldn't believe it. Alfred barely started dating Alice. They've only been at this school for almost two and a half months and Alfred managed to do something he can't undo. "What are you going to do? Are you g-going to tell Alfr-"

"No! Not yet! Not yet!" Alice shook her head violently. Tears poured down her cheeks. "I-I'm not sure. I'm not sure what I want t-to, to do!"

Pulling Alice into a hug Madeline stroked her hair hoping it would calm her. Both girls remained seated on the floor for more than 5 minutes.

"I'm scared Madeline."

"Shh, it's going to be alright. You have a lot of time to decide if you want to keep it or adoption, right?"

"What about… Abortion?"