I knock on the door, and Dylan answers.
"Riley? What the heck are you doing here? I told you it was a one time thing, I'm not helping you. You're on your own." he goes to slam the door but I stopped him.
I am not giving up. This is just as much my fault as it is his. I push the door open and storm in.
"Where are your parents Dylan?" I cry out.
"Right here!" Says a voice in the kitchen. Dylan try to stop me, but his mom walks out just in time. Like me, Dylan only has a mom.
"Riley dear! How are you darling?" She grins uncertainly.
"Just fine Mrs Reynolds! I'm sure your son has something to tell you. Actually why don't I just tell you! You see your son just happened to have gotten me pregnant, and yet he's pushing me away and saying it's all MY fault! If you could please teach him some manners that would be great thanks."
I huff and walk out the door. I feel better hearing Mrs Reynolds yelling. But my happiness goes away when I realize that tomorrow I will have to deal with school.
