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I opened my room door and raced downstairs, making my way over to Laura's house, ignoring the calls of Natalie, chasing after me.

I stood before her door, knocking on it although there was a doorbell to ring while Natalie stayed from afar.

Soon the door opened and there she was, with her fishtail braid that fell down her shoulder and her piercing stare that she always had, like she was always trying to tell you something with non-verbal actions.

"Yes?" She asked innocently.

"You know what you were doing." I told her and she placed her head against the door post, didn't blink but a small smile revealed itself upon her face,"You shouldn't be doing that."

"She's not who you think she is." She smiled, ignoring what I just said, like she found it comical.

"What?"

"Natalie's a very bad girl, that's your type right?" She raised her hand and let it slowly run the side of my face, "Bad girls.."

I caught her wrist,"Are you okay?"

Her face went neutral as she yanked her her hand out of my grip,"I'm spectacular, thanks for asking." She said with a huge hint of sarcasm,"You seem like you genuinely care about my mental health, haven't got that in a while."

I grew more concerned as she spoke.

"You really liked Hillary didn't you? I guess that's why you got with her for so long." She sighed,"Can't imagine what it feels like to have two of the hottest guys in school like you so much -"

She got cut off by me grabbing her arm out of shock,"How'd you know about that?"

She immediately laughed,"Wow, Hillary was a lucky girl, to have guys be aggressive to her and for her." She looked me dead in the eyes,"Let go of me."

My grip loosened and she folded her arms,"You shouldn't be here any longer, Hillary 2.0 is waiting for you." She looked over at Natalie.

"Hillary 2.0?" I asked.

"Isn't that what she is?" She smirked and I walked off.

"Why was she looking at me?" Natalie asked as I approached her.

"Not important." I responded as I grabbed my phone and keys from out the house and locked the door.

"We can't stay here,"I said, taking her hand in mine and went on our way to Ceaser Park.

Sitting on the grass, hugging my knees to my chest,"Are you sure?" I asked for what felt like the 15th time since we got to the park.

"Brandon, I took the test twice and in movies it's always accurate." She said.

"Movies? Natalie don't you get it? This isn't a 'movie', it's real life. There's a little person living inside of you-"

"Wow, I did not know that already, Bran."

"Could you stop? This whole thing is a serious matter and at this time, that baby can hold you back from graduating because we're only 17."

"Who says I'm keeping it?" She asked and I fully turn towards her.

"You're not throwing it away."

"Why not? I can't tell my parents about this, I'd be in big trouble." She replied.

"Natalie, you just can't. That's iniquitous and you're not gonna be making the final decisions."

"I can make the final decisions because you won't be in trouble with your parents, I will and it's my baby." She pointed towards her chest.