Patrick's POV:
"I'm going to go lay down for a little bit." I say as I get up to go,to my bunk.
"Are you doing okay?" Pete asks, looking up from the tv to look at me.
"Yeah, I'm just feeling a little tired. Can you come and get me when we get there?" I ask.
"Yeah, I will." Pete says.
"Thanks Pete." I say as I walk into the bunk room. After I close the door, I pull out my wallet and take out a picture. As I lay on my bunk, I look at the picture. The picture is of me when I was 16 years old, holding my daughter, Penny. While looking at the picture, I start to think about how I found out my girlfriend was going to have a baby.
*Flashback*
I stand in deep thought. My girlfriend Gabby had just told me that she was pregnant. I can't believe it, what will I do?
"Patrick!" I hear Gabby yell that brings me out of my deep thought.
"What?" I say, still not believing she is pregnant.
"Patrick, I said what are we going to do? We are only 16. Can we raise a baby?" She asks.
"I don't know Gabby, I don't know." I say, not sure what to say.
"I'm sorry Patrick, but I don't think I'm going to keep the baby." She says.
I look at her. "Gabby, please don't do that." I say.
"What else is there, we can't raise a baby." She says.
"What about adoption?" I ask her.
She looks at me and says " I guess we could do that."
I look at her and say "Please, let's put the baby up for adoption."
She looks down for a minute and looks up at me and she says "Okay Patrick, we will put the baby up for adoption."
I hug her and say "Thank you Gabby."
7 months later-
I was in Gabby's room, holding my daughter. Gabby said I could give her her name. After thinking, I gave her the name Penny. I asked the nurse if she could take a picture of Penny and me. I gave the nurse my camera and she took the picture and gave me back my camera.
After a day at the hospital, Penny was taken to a foster home until she was adopted. I didn't want to give Penny up for adoption, but I know I can't raise her because I'm still young.
*Flashback Over*
As I'm thinking, I start to cry. Today is her 13th Birthday. I hear someone walking towards the room and I put the picture away. As I'm wiping away my tears, Pete walks in and sees me wiping my tears.
"Patrick, are you okay? Why are you crying?" Pete asks.
Pete doesn't know about Penny. I met him, Joe, and Andy after she was born and I haven't told them.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I say.
"Are you sure?" Pete asks.
"Yeah, are we here?" I ask.
"Yeah, we are." Pete says.
"Okay, thanks for telling me." I say as I get up and walk to the stage to practice for the show.
