Pregnant 0.1 27/March/2013 "Was it good?" Alice asked curiously. "Was what good?" I asked "The, y'know," she whispered, " s-e-x with A-l-e-x?" "Why are you spelling it?" "The walls have ears. Was it good!?" "It was fine." I was a short 17 year old. Average looks, constantly in a messy bun, a baggy jumper and jeggings, uggs or converse. I wore as less makeup as possible and I didn't make a big deal of it. I had a boyfriend named Alex who i did recently have sex with. "Oh." Alice, the blonde haired crazy ass 17 year old. "What?" "Fine. Seriously? That's it? Fine?" "Ally, keep it down we're in a mall for Christ sake!" "Whatever. Can we go to bath and body works, please?" 28/March/2013 I leaned over the toilet, vomiting, my mum holding my hair back. "Oh honey, what happened?" She asked in that tone she always put on when she was feeling sympathetic. My mum had gotten pregnant at 20 when she has engaged. She got married two months after she found out and aprx. Seven months later I came into her #life with my black hair. "I ate alot last night," I said, " Alice's mom can't cook." That earned a giggle from my mom. After the toilet scene i ate breakfast and my mom went to work. It was Saturday and Alice was in New York for her birthday and I was stuck in Michigan, twiddling my thumbs. It was all bull. I had hardly eaten last night. I was late. I hadn't gotten my monthly call since I had sex with Alex. I was concerned, obviously and I couldn't remember if we used protection. I hated the fact that I could possibly be pregnant. I wasn't ready. I checked my calendar. I was due two weeks ago. I was done waiting. I grabbed my jacket, laced up my black converse and went out the door, fingering my car keys in my pocket. I unlocked my car, opened the door and set my gps to a Walmart outside of town. I was getting a pregnancy test.