Rowan Mintz has never been treated the same a her siblings. She was the unplanned pregnancy and the one who didn't fit in. not at school. not at home. To make things worse she was never able to make friend because of her anxiety. the anxiety that h...
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Rowan pov
My feet hurt as I walk home I am currently 18 weeks pregnant and no one knows. I didn't tell mason and after the day he brung another girl over. I avoid him as much as possible. I didn't even read all the text and voice mail he left. Which wasn't that hard because I hid in my room all day so that no one noticed my growing belly.
My belly was now prominent and round and if I hadn't been wearing bagger clothes someone would have noticed by now. I had secretly went to a doctor appointment to check on the baby. They baby was nice and healthy plus going to the doctor only solidified my decision in keeping my baby.
I am dreading going home right now because my report card came in the mail. My sibling always get straight A's then I come along here an knocked up Disappointment of a daughter with d's and f's.
Yes I did say F's. In my first trimester it was really hard trying to keep up with school and my pregnancy. I was tired and nauseous almost every morning and didn't even have the energy to walk to school. So on days where mourning sickness was bad I didn't go to school.
That reflected on my grades and me being to scared to talk to teachers. I couldn't catch back up with my failing grades. I thought it would be find but now as I walk up to the door of my house I am about to full out panick.
I saw my mom and dad car when coming up to the house. So i know everyone is home. I quickly check the mail just in case they didn't check the mail yet.
Why do they have to send out progress report cards anyway?
Opening the door I keep my head down trying to make it to my room without anyone noticing me.
"Rowan Mintz" I heard my moms voice and I crimage knowing whats about to happen.
"You better not walk up those steps, explain all these f's i see on your report card." I turn back to her and shrug my shoulders.
"How come your sibling can keep there A's your the bigger sister there supposed to look up to you, not do better" she kept on speaking but I block her out knowing what she was saying. The same thing she always says every time.
A sharp pain precise my side and close my eyes in pain holding the side of my stomach.
" stop with the faking its not going to get you out of this one". She yelled. I continued to hold my side as the pain continued.
She graded the end of my sweat shirts lifting it up. Before she could fully lift it my hand caught hers. If she took off my sweat shirt she would definitely know that I was pregnant.
Her eyes narrowed at me and she crossed her arms. "Rowan, what are you hiding under your sweatshirt" she said. My breath started to quicken. I painick and didn't think how supisuses it would be that I didn't want to pull up my sweat shirt.
My side was still hurting but I was too caught up with what was happening now to worry about it.
"Rowan lift your sweatshirt up now" she said. I shock my head no. wrapping my arms around myself. Turning around and walking stairs. My mom graded my arms pulling me toward her.
