I woke up to the fresh Montana air and my dad making pancakes downstairs. He always does that on Thanksgiving Break.
After eating a delicious breakfast, I went upstairs to get dressed.
A few minutes later, Anne picked me up and we drove to the doctor's office. When we arrived we signed in and sat down. "I'm nervous," I told Oliver. He assured me there was nothing to be nervous about. I held his hand, rubbing my thumb on his.
A few older women were called in before me, and I realized I was the youngest one there. Then, a doctor came out and called my name.
"Allie?" We all got up and followed him back into a small room. "I'm Dr. Olker, nice to meet you," he said, shaking my hand. "Nice to meet you too," I said.
I sat down on the table. Anne and Oliver sat down on some nearby chairs. "I'm going to start by asking you a few questions," Dr. Olker said. "Okay," I replied.
"Do you know how far along you are?" he asked. "About 7 weeks," I said. "And is he the father?" he said, nodding towards Oliver. "Yes, he is." I was proud to have Oliver as my baby's father.
"Okay, it's time to start the ultrasound," he said. I lied down, and he put the machine on my flat belly. He moved it around and she looked surprised. "Is everything okay?" I asked. "Yes, everything is fine," he said.
He moved it around some more and then said, "Allie, you're having triplets."
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Ours, Together: A Teen Pregnancy Story
Teen FictionAfter the loss of her mother at 16, the last thing Allie expects is to meet her first boyfriend. However, this all changes when she meets Oliver, the new boy in town and 2 months later, becomes pregnant with him. Read as Oliver and Allie embark on t...
