That week was the worst week of my life. It started on Monday when people were staring and giving me dirties, which wasn't to bad. Until people started whispering as i walked past them. On Wednesday there was a problem. In maths class a girl shouted something out to me as i walked by. “What a slut. You know she has only been with Luke for a few weeks and they have already had sex.” As i sat down Luke stood up. He was furious. “Don't you dare fucking call her a slut when you have fucked most of the guys in our year.” There were many oh’s. I was so embarrassed. Then everyone was whispering and starring again. The worst day of the week came. On Thursday Sam and Bec ran to me as soon as i walked into the school. “You have to come with us. Now!” They pulled my arm and they pushed me into some old dusty room. “Ok guys. Whats going on?”
“People know. Everyone knows.” Bec said.
“Knows what?”
“That... your pregnant.” Sam said. I died inside. Everyone knows. That was what they were whispering and staring about. I was freaking out. What was i going to do.
“Jess are you ok?” Sam asked quietly.
“No but I'm just gonna go back to Luke’s place and hibernate for the rest of my life.” I left the room and the school. I got to Luke’s place and Beau was home. When he answered the door i started crying and told him all about it. He was nice and comfortable. I was very happy he was there. He was spending the day with Alex so he gave me a big hug and said “Stay strong sister.” I laughed as he walked out. I watched tv all day and then started researching about babies. Again i was freaking out. Was this what my life was going to be like. Hiding when things get tough and embarrassing. I was even thinking about what will happen when the baby comes. Even though it was way too early to think about that, i still did. I was freaking out all day until Luke came home.
