Love, Amelia

That Girl

*2 weeks later*
(13 weeks pregnant)

In high school, perception is everything.... and being 16 and pregnant was like owning a rolling backpack or kissing a grandparent of the mouth, but 10x worse. I'm in an environment where everyone was playing the role of judge and jury, the only way to survive was to assert some kind of independence. I'm in a public school and I'm not going to sugar coat it, it's going to be HARD once everyone finds out.
The bigger I get, the harder it is going to be to sit in a classroom and walk around all day. All the teachers and students will have their own opinions.

But I couldn't get enough for the person I had developed a questionable dependence on: Hunter. I wanted an excuse to walk in together, but what I really needed was an excuse to talk to hunter. I. needed to tell Hunter about the baby as soon as possible.

I trudged along the tiles at a sedate pace, my mind focused on the gentle footsteps that seemed to echo throughout the cramped hallway. The school hall way seemed different today, I think and wrap my arms around my cold body. Everyone was looking at me weirdly. I make my way over to Ava's locker.
"Do I have something on my face?." I say.

"Hello to you to." Ava chuckles. "And no, you're good girl."

"I feel like everyone is staring at me today." I laugh.

"Oh. Why would they be staring at you?"

"I dunno. Just me overthinking things I guess, as usual. I have to go class anyway. Catch you at lunch."

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"Okay class, today we are going to be doing an experiment. Please stay seated until I pick your partners." Mrs. Wood states.
(Amelia and Hunter are paired together)

A heavy silence settles over us, thicker then the uneasy tension in the atmosphere. Our Unsettled eyes glanced abruptly around the room as we tried to avoid eye contact. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as I grasped my sweaty, nervous hands under the table. For seemingly no reason, Hunter all of a sudden intertwined his fingers with mine under the table. I held his hand for no longer than a few seconds and then I pulled away and thrusted my hands back into the pockets of my hoodie. He was so confusing. It made me angry. He can't just hold my hand like that!!! I don't know if he remembers, but HE hasn't talked to me since the party.

"Amelia?"

My mouth is almost too dry to speak. I ignore him.

"I'm sorry we haven't talked since the party." He whispers.

"You mean the party where we had sex?

"Amelia, I'm sorry. I wanted to talk to you... it's just..." he pauses.

I snicker and shake my head. "It's cool. We're cool."
I fake a smile and turn away and focus my attention on the work.

"Okay. Good."

Oh my god! How oblivious could one be??

"Actually, you know what, we're not cool. We will never be cool! " I say.

"Why are you saying this?" He responds.

I shake my head at him and look away.

"Excuse me, miss, may I be excused?" I question the teacher.

She nods in response

******

I make my way down the hallway in a steady manner.

"Amelia! Wait!" Hunter yells out, hurrying after me. "Why can't things go back to how they were? Let's just forget it happened."

"Easier said than done." I reply.

"What do you mean?"

"Just forget it, okay?." I snap.

"No. I'm not going to forget it. Tell me what's going on, why can't we just put this behind us? I mean geez you're just going to throw away 9 years of knowing each other over a stupid mistake?." He states.

I scuff. "You're right. It was a stupid mistake. But there are just some things that can't just be put behind us. This 'mistake' included."