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It's been five minutes and Ms. Neil wanted me to check the stick. I didn't want to so I asked her to do it instead. She's been in the bathroom with it for a while I was wondering what was going on in there. When she came out she was holding the stick and staring at me with her big brown eyes, I knew what it meant I was pregnant but I didn't want to jump to conclusions.

"Brie..." She said walking toward me holding out the white stick.

I took it in my shaking hands, my blurry eyes looking at the small '+' and I knew I was pregnant. I threw it onto the bed and fell to the floor crying. I know mom's going to kill me! She won't allow me in her house and I'll have no where to go! After dad died everyone in our family stopped talking to us, well mostly stopped talking to mom. They realized dad was the glue that held our family together, mom was a total bitch to everyone and that's when Oliver and I had to start working on the farm. We had dad and mom to do the chores before but mom thought she was better than everyone and totally ruined my life. Now that I'm pregnant I know she will either treat me worse than she already does, or kick me out of the house.

"Brie it'll be okay." Ms. Neil told me, "you are not the first one to get pregnant at this school... The teachers here will support you, and I'm sure tour friends and family will as well."

"No..." I cried, "my family won't I only have my mom who hates me and My brother Oliver who's to young to know what's going on."

"Brie we will figure something out for you... There's many different options for you... I'm going to get the councilor."

I didn't want to talk to a councilor I didn't want to cry more and be faced with reality. I wanted to sit in Ms. Neil's room forever. I didn't mind her she was actually understanding and caring. Ms. Neil left before I had the chance to argue with her and tell her I know the different options, but she was now gone telling the nosy school councilor what's going on in miss Brie Parker's life. The door opened, Ms. Neil walked in first smiling at me, then a very very thin woman with short blond hair.

"Hello Brie." She smiled.

"Hi..." I replied.

"Would you come with me? Someone else needs this room." Her calming voice said.

I nodded although I didn't want to go. I stood up and began walking, but before I left I turned to Ms. Neil, "thank you."

"You're welcome darling." She smiled as I stepped out with Amy the councilor.

We went into the councilor's room which was a small room with two couches. Both facing each other and a long coffee table in the middle of them with a orchid plant in the middle of it. I noticed a few books on the table, one labeled dealing with depression, another symptoms of depression. We must have a lot of depressed kids at this school I thought. Amy sat on one couch and I sat on the other I looked at the floor.

"Would you like to tell me what happened?" She asked me.

"No..." I replied feeling like I was about to cry.

"Why is that?" She asked.

I looked up at her, "I don't trust very many people..."

"I'm a councilor I listen to everyone's secrets... I haven't told a secret before."

I sighed I knew if I didn't tell her she'd be nosy and not let me leave until she got what she wants, something to tell in the staff room. So I told her, "well I went to party and I got pretty drunk... So I began walking home down a back road when a guy in a truck offered me a ride... Me being drunk and all got in with him but nothing happened he actually brought me home... His name is Harry Styles... The one in the band One Direction... Well we talked for a while got to know each other and we became close friends... So I snuck out of my house to go on a date with him since my mom makes me and my brother slave to her every need... I had the time of my life and when I thought we were going home he just brought me back to his hotel and you already know what happened there..." Amy didn't interrupt the entire time I was talking, she just nodded her head and jotted some things down.

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