Okay guys, let me explain this a little bit. This story includes Ariana, but she isn't famous. She is just a 15 year old girl facing struggles a lot of teenagers do, especially in this generation.
Chapter 1
"Shit" I said harshly to myself as I held the pregnancy test close to my face. I kept blinking, hoping the ugly green plus sign would change, but it didn't. I couldn't even process the idea of being pregnant. I'm a 15 year old girl. I have no idea what to do with a kid. I don't know how to tell my mom. My family will be so disappointed. What about Leigh, will he even want a kid? He'll think were too young. God it was such a stupid decision to have sex with him. We've been dating for almost 2 years, I thought we were ready. I suppose not.
"Ariana!" I heard my mother yell from down the hall.
"Fuck." I mumbled to myself, throwing the test and the little box it came in into my bookbag, and wiping the single tears that had been slowly running down my face moments ago. I had to put on a happy face.
"Yes?" I asked.
"Don't forget we're having dinner with Leigh's family tonight. Dress nice!"
I had forgotten all about that. Last night I was excited to go to dinner. Now, the last thing on my list is to see Leigh & his family. Knowing I had no way of getting out of dinner tonight, I walked down the hall to my room to search for an outfit. I tried to look for a little while but I just curled up in bed and began to cry. Thoughts were racing my head. Warm tears were hitting the pillows, and running down my face. I thought about who I was going to tell first. I had to tell Alexa. She's been my best friend for the longest time. Damn, she's going to be disappointed in me.
Getting up and wiping tears from my face, I picked up my I-phone and texted Alexa.
"I'm freaking out. I really fucked up this time. I don't know what to do."
"Alexa: What happened?!"
"umm."
"Alexa: Ari stop this isn't funny."
"please don't be disappointed in me."
"Alexa: I'm scared what is happening"
"I'm pregnant..."
I hit send. There is no going back now. Alexa knows what a little fuck up I am. Tears came again. This time, harder than ever. I couldn't stop. It seemed like hours before my phone brightened with a response. At this point I was trembling. I've never been this scared in my life. What if she hates me? What if she thinks I'm a slut? That shouldn't even be a what if question. She's going to think I'm a slut. How the hell did I let this happen?
I slowly slid the unlock button, opening her text.
"Alexa: This is a joke, right?"
"No. It's not. I fucked up. I don't know what to do. I'm sorry."
"Alexa: Calm down. I'll be over in a few minutes."
Even though I really didn't even have a reason to be smiling right now, I did. Alexa always came through for me. She's the best.
