Pregnant at Sixteen

Roses, Music and Dancing

"Myra wake up. We have school."

I groaned and put a pillow over my head to block out the annoying voice.

"Myra! Don't make me pour water on you!"

I jumped up and glared at him. "You wouldn't dare."

"Oh, but I would, baby girl," Xander smirked. Ew, baby girl?!

"Don't ever call me that again," I cringed, crossing my arms.

"Whatever you say," he chuckled and left the room.

Great what am I supposed to wear?!

"XANDER!" I yelled, watching him run into the room with a worried expression.

"What?!"

"I need clothes," I laughed softly.

"I'll drive you home," he answered. He was already dressed in his usual dark clothes. His hair wasn't as messy as it was when he usually wakes up. He looked nice.

"Okay, thanks."

~~~

I looked at my reflection in the mirror and smiled slightly. My hair was in its natural waves down my back and I wore little makeup. I was wearing a t-shirt and black ripped jeans with my black vans. I didn't look that bad..okay maybe a little, but who cares I'm going to learn not find myself a man. That would be nice though..

I walked down the stairs with my school bag and all that extra shit that can't fit in my bag.

"You ready?" Xander asked, standing up from the couch.

"You didn't have to wait for me you know," I told him as I walked into the kitchen to grab something to eat.

"I wanted to though," he replied, walking in behind me. I grabbed a bunch of fruit and starting eating it at the counter.

"I could've drove myself," I sighed. I need to stay away from Xander before its too late...he will break me. I don't want that.

"You're not driving to school in a cold car that could potentially break down on the side of the road with a baby in you," he argued.

"You are difficult, Crawford," I laughed, popping a grape in my mouth.

"Says the girl who can't pick which movie to watch because you like too many," he chuckled, grabbing a grape.

"That's different," I pouted, throwing a grape at him.

"Do you want to start a food fight??" he smirked.

"NO!" I gasped, putting the food away as fast as I could. Xander just laughed at me as I cleaned the place fast.

"Let's go, little one," he grinned, walking to the front door.

"Fine."

~~~

School was long and boring as always. I kept day dreaming and thinking about other things during class. I just want to go have fun with my friends.

I walked out of my last class and to my locker. In front of my locker was one of Xander's friends holding roses in the plastic wrap still around it.

"Um..what are you doing?" I asked the boy by the name of Grayson.

"These are for you, Myra Jenson," he grinned. Grayson is a sweet guy but he's also known for being funny. "These are from Xander."

"Xander?" I looked at him confused. Why would Xander get me flowers?