Unexpected.

Chapter five: Over sized hoodies.

"All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better. - Ralph Waldo Emerson."

Chapter five:

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September 7th, 2013. - Thursday.

I come from a family of four.

I was the second oldest.

Kaiden: 21 years old current college student - studying to be a marine biologist.

Aaliyah (Laya): 15 years old - freshman.

Haiden: 4 years old. - my favorite.

& then there's me: A'Miyah - teen mom.

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I groaned trying to button my pants, my baby bump was making it hard, I stepped out of the pants throwing on a pair of leggings and my favorite hoodie.

Everyday, my baby was growing I swear I went to bed with little to none of a baby bump, this morning I woke up and now my little bump is definitely noticeable.

I was extremely tired, my feet were swollen and I was becoming bipolar.

My parents think it's PMS.

Laya hasn't left my side, which I'm thankful for because I've spent many many nights crying.

I wasn't ashamed, I already loved my baby with everything in me.

I was scared - terrified actually.

One: I had to tell my parents.

Two: I had to tell the father.

Three: I had to tell my best friend.

Four: Eventually the whole school is going to know.

Five: I was going to become a mom.

Six: There's a huge possibility that my baby will grow up without a father. And I would have to raise my baby alone.

I didn't know anything about becoming a mother, how was I going to balance going to school and being a full time mommy?

I watch teen mom, I know how hard it is - how hard it's going to be.

I know there will be many sleepless nights, I know I'll be frowned upon.

I know I'll be the talk of the school, labeled as the school slut.

And I know once the word gets out of who the father is; I'll be hated.

I know I'll be a disappointment to my family, and there's a chance my parents will disown me and kick me out. But maybe that's for the better.

I know I'll have to get a job, I know it'll be hard. But it's not suppose to be easy. That's why there's these things called condoms and birth control. - I obviously happened to lack in that department.

I had seven more months, seven more long painful months.

But I was ready.

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"I'm just saying you don't have to be so rude towards the kid, he's been nothing but nice to you."

"Emery, you don't understand." I said leaning back in my chair.

"You're right I don't, you don't tell me anything anymore so how am I suppose to know?!"

"I can't tell you right now Emery." I said looking at my best friend hoping she'd understand.

"Well when you decide to stop lying to me and tell me the truth, come talk to me." Emery said getting up from the table and walking out of the lunchroom.

I groaned laying my head on the table, this was a nightmare.

"Trouble in the best friend world?" I lifted my head up coming into view with Prince.

"What do you want Prince." I said sighing lifting my head up off of the table.

"You look like shit." Prince said taking a seat next to me.

"Thanks." I said rolling my eyes.

"No seriously, I've never seen you look this bad." Prince said looking at me, for a minute it actually looked like Prince was concerned. Then I realized I was probably hallucinating from the lack of sleep.

"Just one of those days I guess." I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Prince! Prince!" I turned my head towards the annoying voice of Rayna Williams. I rolled my eyes getting up from my seat.

"I'll see you later Prince."

Rayna Williams was what you called "Queen Bee." And by "Queen Bee."

I mean "Queen Bitch." She wore the crown well.

Everyone feared Rayna but me.

Rayna loved her reputation, without her reputation she would be nothing.

It was obvious that Rayna would eventually get her scrawny little hands on Prince. I'm just surprised it took her so long, six days is a new record for her.

"A'Miyah."

I turned on my heel facing Rayna.

"Rayna." I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"Just know, Prince is mine."

I rolled my eyes dropping my arms.

"Don't worry, he's all yours." I said turning and walking out of the lunchroom.

He's all yours.

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"Are you scared?"

"Of course I'm scared."

"Do you know who the dad is?"

"Of course I know who the dad is Laya!"

"I'm just asking." Laya said putting her hands up in surrender.

"I don't want to talk about it."

I said falling back onto my bed.

"Well you have too Miyah, you're getting bigger every day. Eventually you'll have no choice but to talk about it."

I sighed closing my eyes, I had to remember how old my sister was, she was a whole lot wiser than I was.

I had no doubt in my mind, that this was a wake up call. Not only for me but for Laya also. I know she'll end up making better decisions just by looking at her older sister. In a way I feel like I failed my sister, Laya looks up to me I'm her older sister - now how is she suppose to look up to me when I'm making all the wrong decisions?

"Regardless Miyah, you're going to be an amazing mom. You'll get through this, we'll get through this you're not alone. You never will be." My sister said squeezing my hand. I heard my bedroom door shut, I let out a breath placing my hands over my stomach.

"You're auntie is a wise one." I said rubbing circles on my growing belly.

My little sister was right, I will get through this.