**Photo above is the main character, Amber's, mom as a teenager pregnant with Amber.**
Mark was the high school bad boy. He was the stereotypical jock who pretended to have money when he did not. He would buy all the fake designer. His mother was slowly dying and they were living off of her government checks. He was a senior and had just turned 18 so if his mom died he would not go into the foster home. His little "story" had fooled everyone. He played football and even baseball. He knew how to get a girl. He was the football captain for god sake, he knew what he was doing and no one could stop him.
Janice was the girl in your classes who knew all the answers but was quiet. She was constantly picked on for being poor. No one liked her. Her main antagonist, Isabella. Isabella was a senior, captain of the cheer squad. She was Mark's girlfriend. Isabella would pick on her at any chance she got to. No matter what Janice would do, Isabella was there to make sure she knew her place. It was almost funny to Janice however because she knew things Ms. Isabella did not.
"Hey, poor FREAK!" Isabella screamed as she walked into class.
"Isabella Smith! We do not speak to people that way in this classroom," the teacher, Mrs. Jones exclaimed.
"Okay Ms. Oldie but stop using my last name." Isabella responded.
"Have a seat!" Mrs. Jones yelled.
It was dead silent. Isabella had always gotten away with this kind of stuff. No teacher had ever said anything. Janice had started to like Mrs. Jones even more. However, she had more stuff on her mind. She knew she was pregnant.
Mark walked into the room and oddly glanced at Janice, likely because of what happened at the party Saturday. He didn't know the biggest secret. Janice was carrying his baby.
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General Fiction(DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ARIANA GRANDE) A small town girl, raised with no money, Amber has lived a tough life. She has always been considered the lowest in her friend groups. That is until she finally comes through.
