𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐭𝐰𝐨

22 |  Z A C K

To forget about my current issues with my family, I decided to absorb myself in something different. It has being two hour since school ended and there was no practice today. The park was the perfect place to carry out the lesson. We had being tutoring for a while now.

Daisy was sitting opposite me on the empty picnic table. Occasionally, people come to the park. There was a family relaxing at the lake and a few people strolling and enjoying the beautiful day. Piles of books laid open on our table as we carry on with the lesson.

"It's so boring." Daisy closed her eyes and laid her head on the table.

"I know but we have to carry on. We don't have much time left and you don't understand a lot of topics. If you want to pass this exams, you have to work very hard for it." I said.

She sat upright and giggled, her eyes staring off space. I looked around to see if there's anything going on but there was none. "You alright?"

"I remember the time when my friends and I tried to form a band and sell our first solo album." Her shoulders were shaking as her laughter intensified. "We wanted to drop out of school and figured out the only other way it could work out was by becoming a famous band."

"Wow."

"I know. We found out that our favourite band dropped out of school when they were just teenagers. The songs were too hilarious and cliche. Believe me, we made this album with just the little help from our parents and took it to a store. No one bought it. But those were beautiful moments that will forever be stuck in my memory."

Her face suddenly switched to something melancholic. Tears formed in her eyes but she wouldn't allow them to drop. It seemed like she was thinking of something sad or missing those moments and wishing she could turn back the clock.

If we don't have the beautiful and ugly moments, then we don't have a past to look upon to. Our past are our experience and we learn from them the future.

"People like you always judge people like me." The words came tumbling all of a sudden. My eyes locked with her heartwarming orbs as I stare in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"I always have a conversation with myself in the mirror. What I think I know about myself is not exactly what you think of me. It's hapless people judge books according to their covers. I've being judged my entire life the same way. I was classified as the dumb bad girl who knows nothing to do with her life. The society forcefully made a tradition out of it. You can only be intelligent when you pass your exams with straight A. People no more think of the other aspects of life."

For a very long time, we stared at each other. A wave of guilt hit me like a ton of bricks. As I spend more time with Daisy, I get to read her like an open book. There were things I accused of which I realised she's completely innocent of. The rumors people spread are usually not true. Once you set your mind on something, nothing changes it. I made up my mind about Daisy without knowing what she actually is. Some of her reckless behaviours are true but there were others that aren't.

"Our time's up. We have a class to attend unless you changed your mind." She stood up and started packing the books.

"Of course I'll come with you."

She smirked. "Then let's better not be late."

***
There was a group of people and the Doctor that invited us was in the middle. They formed a circle around and one of the them was talking. There were about four couples and eleven girls. I noticed that most of the girls were spotting a growing baby bump. They all look young, like they were in their late teenage years.

The doctor spotted us first and waved at us to come over. There were a few empty seats so we sat there. A pretty blonde girl was explaining and all the others look intrigued. She has a very small baby bump I almost didn't notice.

"Abortion was the first thing I considered when I found out about the pregnancy because I was seventeen and not ready to be a Mom. My Mom was a single mother herself. She tried her best to provide for me and my brother and was careful to not let history repeats itself. Unfortunately, it happened." She paused, wiped a tear and continued.

"I was a naive, nerdy girl when I met Mark, the father of my baby. It's a shame to not loose your virginity in your teenage years nowadays. Mark was my first time. He was the most popular guy at my school and he had different girlfriends. He's officially the Brad Pitt of our school. So when he asked me out, I didn't hesitate to say yes which turned out to be my biggest mistake."

"We conceived the baby in the restroom of the restaurant we went on our first and only date. Afterwards, he discarded me and acted like nothing happened. All of a sudden, he's back with his ex and they're dating again. When I got pregnant, he was the first person I called. And guess what? He said he doesn't remember me and asked me to not call him ever again. I told my mom and after we reconciled she called his parents and informed them. I bet you guessed what happened next. They said we should leave their son alone, that we're just after their money. And that's that."

The doctor smiled kindly at the girl. "And why did you change your mind about having abortion, Eliza?"

"My Mom was eighteen when she got pregnant with me. It was unplanned and as a result, her parents kicked her out. Even though she was homeless and pregnant, she never considered abortion. My mother is my inspiration. She gave me a life and protected me no matter the circumstances and the gift she gave is exactly what I plan on giving my own child. As simple as that."

"Very good. Thank you, Miss Eliza. Please take your seat." The doctor stood up from her chair and faced us. "Mr Hudson, Miss Coleman, welcome to my teen pregnancy counselling class. You can just call Trinity here, okay?"

Daisy and I nodded but remained silent.

"Would you like to introduce yourself and tell us your story? Anyone of you." She suggested.

Daisy and I stared into each other's eyes challengingly. I'm not about to start telling a tale about what had already happened. Daisy finally gave up and rolled her eyes.

"It was a mistake. We were at a party and we got drunk and now, we're dealing with the consequences of getting drunk while underage. We were not together and we're still not together and we'll never be together. Thanks."

Trinity smiled. "Thanks, Miss Coleman." She distributed some pregnancy books to all of us. "There are more books to come but these are enough at the moment. I believe none of you is below fifteen and twenty. If you guys look around, you can see only five couples. It means that boys are ready to run away from their roles simply because they're cowards. Which one of you is a couple?"

"We are." A girl with with distinct baby bump said. Her hand clasped that of her partner's. "Tony and I married last year, on my eighteenth birthday. Our pregnancy was planned." To prove her point, they lightly kissed. The couple seemed happy.

The evening went perfectly well. It was a one hour class. The classes are four times a week on fixed days. Trinity was excellent at her work. She explained like the professional she is and discussed about everything with us. She was very open and answered all questions correctly. They had started the class a week ago, so we didn't miss a lot.

Trinity explained the dos and don'ts of the pregnancy. She informed us about the healthy food and what not to do while pregnant. If Daisy does not remember, I'll be there for her and correct all her mistakes.

After class, we bit our farewells to our fellow mates. They were kind and sweet and I actually like them. I dropped Daisy at her house for the third time in a row. As I drove back home, I realised a lot has being going on with Daisy. She doesn't bully students around anymore. In fact, I hardly see her during lunch. Whenever we have a joined class, she's usually sitting in a corner listening attentively. It was as though the bad girl was gone. Has she finally changed?

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