"This isn't happening"I whispered as I stared at the pregnancy test, maybe I read it wrong. I grab my purse off the floor and grab the second test and take it, DAMN positive again. I hear footsteps approaching and there's a knock on the door,"Who is it? "Its Mom " "Hold Up a second MIRANDA !" I yelled to my STEPMOTHER but before I could toss the tests in the trash can I heard a click and the door swung open . "I said hold on " She looked at me, pushed me out of and walked to the medicine counter,and pulled out some medicine it was then she noticed the pregnancy tests sitting on the counter she whispered "I knew it" she looked at me she had turned pale, she backed out of the bathroom , the door bell was ringing she quickly ran down stairs. I thought to myself what am I gone do???