She was sobbing now. Her heart was thumping and it was hard to breathe.
In less than two minutes, her life could change and everything she had worked for could be thrown away.
Heart racing, palms sweaty, Morna picked the timer up slowly.
One Minute
Running a hand through her unbrushed hair, she stood. Her heart felt like it was trying to break free of her rib cage and she was struggling to breathe.
Gulping, Morna raced to the sink, and was sick. It was safe to say, that puking did not make her feel better.
She faintly heard the timer ring through the pounding of her heart, and racing of her thoughts.
Glancing down at the test. A wave of nausea swept over her like a wave, and she was sick again.
Positive.'
It's funny how eitght letters can change your life... and not the eight letters every girl wishes to hear.
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.