My eyes glanced at my mom who was seated beside me. She placed her hand on mine which was fibbling nervously on my lap, then forced out a flash smile as she always does when trying to say, everything is going to be okay. But deep down, we both know that at this point, it might not. Am just fifteen and have a whole lot of life, dreams and careers ahead of me.

We were seated more impatiently at the office when the door suddenly opened followed by my heart beat. My mom and I instantly stood from our seats as the doctor approached. She stopped and signed, looking straight at my mother.

"The reports are out." She said, bringing out an envelope from her...coat. One which I'd dreamt of having someday. With just a glance at me, she handed with over to my mother who immediately opened.

But then became motionless. She didn't say a word, nor made any signs or movements. Just staring framly at the paper.

"Mom!"

I tried grabbing her but she adjust, slipping my hands away. And that only built more of my anxiousity.

"Mom. Please, what does it say?"

My voice with plead as ever.

"As it's been said on the report. Your daughter is three weeks pregnant." The doctor announced.

My breathe was been caught in my throat and my heart sinked as it dropped down to God knows where.

Was that even possible. I mean, I barely even know myself.

"Pr..pre...pre... pregnant!" The words still sounded so much odd to my ears. Almost sounds, impossible... Almost.

"Mom. Is..?" I sniffed. "Is it true?." I whispered. Not being able to believe the doctors words. But my mum would never joke with me. Not with such tricks.

My mom turned to me with a tiery eyes and slowly nodded. I grabbed the paper from her hands and went through it and there it was, written boldly. POSITIVE. My eyes scanned again. THREE WEEKS AND FOUR DAYS PREGNANT!!.

My eyes stricked on the last word. Pregnant!. Pregnant?... No

No... This can't be possible. I burst into tiers.

"No mom. It can't be. I can't be pregnant. It's not possible!"

At this point. I felt I was beginning to go insane. Screaming and clinching in tiers. I just felt like dying.

My mom quickly grabbed me into a thight hug as she pat my hair. She was also in tiers. Have failed us both.

"Am sorry mom. I've failed you. As a daughter and as a human myself. I really never meant for that to happen."

"Shhhh. Don't worry baby. We are going to figure this out together. You are not alone in this. I would not leave you."

But no matter the consoling or words, nothing would make it neither the less better.

Just a simple doing and....

My life is ruined.

WEEKS AGO

I was seated on the beach, outside the principal's office while going through my books.

It was few months to our final senior class exams and then, everyone would be off to their various lifes which mine would most certainly be college.

"Alyssa Milano"

The principal's assistant called my attention. "You are up."

I smiled, picking up my bag and books then walked into the office.

"Good morning principal Forster." I greeted which she replied with a huge smile.

"Have your seat, please." She beckoned and I sat right in front of her.

She adjusted her glasses while going through a document.

"Ermm. You.. called for me.?"

Her gaze moved to mine and she smiled.

"Oh yes." She brought out a file and handed it over to me as I stared at her confused.

"This-"

"This is a gift from the school to you." She smiled. I opened it and it appeared to be a scholarship to One of the best universities in the country which fees worth over millions. And it been offered to me?

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