There I was standing across from the mirror, looking at myself. Slutty? Perhaps to some, but as bad as this sounds, if I hadn't been slightly 'slutty' I wouldn't be where I am today- Looking in the mirror with my beautiful two year old daughter standing next to me. Getting pregnant at fifteen, almost sixteen, hadn't been my best idea but let's face it, not like I planned for it to happen. Little Elizabeth Carolyn Taylor was conceived at a summer camp across the country. Looking back, that Summer had been the best one yet but the Winter after... not so much.
On a more depressing note, Elizabeth's Daddy doesn't even know she exists and I'm not over him. Two and a half years later and I've never even had a crush on another guy. Kind of pitiful isn't it? I have my reasons for never telling Elizbeth's Dad and in my mind they are good reasons, but my siblings disagree. Reid, my twin brother, wanted to beat the living shit out of him, for impregnating me but that was kind of impossible considering he lives in Michigan and we live in Florida. While my sister, who is also our legal guardian, Olivia, hated me for awhile. Like I said, that Winter wasn't very fun. Even though I've been through a lot, I'm okay. We're all okay.
"Jo what are you doing? We're going to be late." My brown shaggy haired brother yelled from outside my bedroom door. I looked down at a exact copy of myself and asked her,
"Are you ready to go to Miss Sue's?" Miss Sue was Elizabeth's babysitter who has been really helpful with child care costs and things.
"Juice?" She asked looking up at me with her innocent eyes. I smiled down at her and nodded. Taking her hand I left my bedroom and headed down the stairs. Once we came into the kitchen I set Elizabeth on the counter and got her out a juice box.
"Did you see the note Olivia tapped to the fridge?" Reid asked getting a juice box and pulling himself up on the counter next to Elizabeth.
"No what did it say?" I asked as I got out the sandwich stuff and began making three sandwich's.
"She'll be home late tonight but she needs to talk to us and that it's urgent." Reid replied and then proceeded to drink his juice rolling his eyes.
"What's with the eye roll?" I questioned looking over my shoulder at him and quickly slapping mayo on the sandwich's.
"She's so dramatic. She could've been like, we need to talk, she didn't have to be like, it's urgent." He mumbled with his straw in his mouth. Now it was my turn to roll my eyes. Sometimes Reid never made any sense.
"You don't make any sense." I said shaking my head. I sometimes question whether Reid and I were actually the same age.
"Well Lizzie knows what I'm talking about." Reid said slightly tapping Elizabeth with his elbow. "Right Lizard?" Elizabeth looked up from her juice box and said,
"No sense." Lizzie then did the same thing Reid did with her elbow. I smiled at the two and finished making the food, packed them into lunch sacks, and handed Reid his. I put Lizzie's lunch in her little bag that she always carried around.
"Come on, let's go." I said heading towards the door with my backpack, Lizzie's bag, and Lizzie herself in my arms.
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After Reid and I dropped Lizzie off at daycare we headed to the hell hole, other wise known as school.
"See you later Jo. Any trouble, let me know." Reid said getting out of our lame minivan. As immature Reid was he was actually a really good brother, but I'd never let him know that seeing that his ego would go through the roof. I made my way into the giant school building feeling peoples stares on me, like usual. As much as I would like to pretend that their stares don't bother me I am still a teenager, regaurdless if I'm a Mom or not, I hate being judged.
"Slut." A few guys taunted as I passed them.

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Summer Love
Teen Fiction*A teen mother story* "Elizabeth's Daddy doesn't even know she exists and I'm not over him. Two and a half years later and I've never even had a crush on another guy. Kind of pitiful isn't it? I have my reasons for never telling Elizabeth's Dad and...