I Guess Its Fate

Chapter 1:  It all starts with this....

I sighed heavily but quietly as i opened the box. I quickly shut it again, feeling naseau wash over me. I held the counter to steady myself, peering into the mirror across from me. My skin was very pale, with a hint of green near my cheeks. My usually sparkling blue eyes looked light and full of nerve. I waited a minute until the naseau was gone, and opened the box slowly. I took one of the tests out, crossing my fingers and wishing it would come out negative.

 I sat down on the toilet, and peed on the stick, waiting for the results. After 3 long, dreadful minutes, a little red positive sign popped up. I was about to scream, but bit my lip before i could. I pulled out the remaining  test and peed on the stick greedily. While waiting for the answers, i burst out into silent tears, and watched as ths test said positive too. Me, Mia Carbone, only 15 years old, was pregnant.

I thought back to all the times me and my boyfriend, Zane, had sex and how we ALWAYS wore protection. i had even been on birth control pills ! Now i would have life, growing inside of me.

 I suddenly felt very naseaus and threw up all over the bathroom floor, some of it landing in the toilet. After barfing my guts out, i cleaned it up, deciding who i would tell. Of course i would tell my best friend, Sierra, but would i tell my parents? Would i tell Zane? Of course evryone would notice evnetually, the bump would be huge by 5 months.

 I suddenly got excited, realizing that i would get to go shopping for my baby. I was definatly the shopping type of girl, so i smiled a small smile.

 A knock on the bathroom door interupted my thoughts. "Mia ! hurry up ! i really gotta pee !" my big sister Celia shouted through the door. Celia was 17 and so was her twin sister Candace. I had another older sister name Sayah, but she was 20 and lived all the way in Europe. My younger brother was only 12 and his name was Christian. They would all end up knowing, and they would shun me, and kick me out of the house.

I quickly threw the box into the cupboard, stuffing the tests inside of it. I flushed the toliet and washed my hands, shoving the door open. Celia looked at me funny, than scrunched up her nose in disgust.

 "Jeez M, can you throw up in the downstairs bathroom? Only Christian goes to that one, ha i'd like to see his face, walking into the bathroom with throw up all over the floor." With that she walked into the bathroom, slamming the door in my face. I scowled angrily at the door and huffed downstairs. I grabbed my cell off the counter, encountering Christian in the kitchen.

 "Hey sis," he said lightly, looking down at some video game he was playing.

 "Hiya" i scoffed. I started to walk away when Christian looked up and stared me down.

 "Whats wrong?" He actually looked caring, like he wanted to help.

"You wouldnt understand Chris" I replied sadly, and i started to leave again.

"You know, i think i might have a idea whats wrong." He closed his video game.

" Oh really? Well than what is it?" i said, placing my hands on my hips.

" This quarter in school i have health class, and we just finished sexuality and sex stuff like that. Well we learned that when your pregnant, you become all moody and throw up a lot." He looked me straight in the eye, looking dead serious. I sighed and sat down next to him. "Chris," i started to say "Please dont tell anyone." I whispered, so close to tears.

"I wont," Christian said lightly. " Only if you do what i say and not puke in my bathroom."

I smiled and laughed a small laugh. "Of course bud" and i ruffled his hair. He really was an awesome little brother, and i honestly could never replace him.

"So..." He said " can you make me a sandwhich?"

I laughed loudly and got up to make him one, when my mom came into the room.

"Hey sweetums. How was your day so far?Feeling any better?" My mom looked at me.

She thought i had the flu. " Im feeling ohkay, not my best." I admitted as i suddenly felt tired and weak. I snuck a glance at Christian, who was smirking. I scowled at him with the -Tell-Mom-And-I'll-Kill-You look. He quickly looked down and i smiled to myself, feeling like i won something.

My mom saw me smiling to myself. "Whats so funny? Tell me Mia" She said sternly.

You could here Christian about to laugh out loud. "Mias pregnant !" he screamed and running out of the room, flailing his arms liike a bat. My mom gasped loudly, and i burst out crying. My mom looked torn, but you could see a ton of happiness in her eyes.

"Sweetie," she started to say slowly. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me close. " Its ohkay Mia, shhhh calm down. Honey its ohkay" she soothed quietly.

"Dont kick me out, please" I begged tears swelling in my eyes and pooring down my pale cheeks. You could here them plop down onto thecounter, causing a small puddle to form.

"Honey," my mom said simply " I would never kick you out. Honestly im disappointed in the father of this baby, getting you knocked up at this age. But i am very excited to be a grandmother." She took my chin in her hand and smiled at me.

"Thanks so much mom, i love you" I smiled up at her, tears still sliding down my face.

"I love you too sweeetie. Im gunna schedule a doctors appointment for tomorow. After school of course. I want you to get as much school as you can before you get TOO noticeable." she suggested simply. "Of course mom, i need the schooling anyway, only a Sophmore, you know." It was true, i was a sophmore, but it was March. my birthday was in November. I was almost a Junior, but i wouldnt just be a Junior, id be a junior mom. I would be judged, called names, be bullied, but i would have to pull through for baby.

My mom smiled and hugged me longer, promising to me that she would tell my family for me, and she would stand up to them to help me. I suddenly felt better, and thought, maybe just maybe, i could pull through.