Two and half months later…

Lillian jumped up and down as she tried to button her pants. Her size five jeans weren't fitting; sure, they were an old blue pair but they were her favorite. They just had to fit!

Finally getting the button through the hole, she gave a sigh of relief. She threw on a black long sleeve shirt and pulled her hair up in a braid. She threw on her glasses and went down stairs to eat breakfast.

She filled her plate with three large pancakes her mom made, six pieces of bacon, some eggs, and toast.

“Whoa hungry, dear?” her mom asked amused.

Lillian shrugged, “Yeah, but all of this smells so good.” she said, going into the dining room and started eating. She was so hungry for some reason and her mom didn’t make breakfast a lot, so she was happy. She hated school food.

After finishing three-fourths of her breakfast, she chugged down on some orange juice since it was time to go to school. She grabbed her winter aviator jacket that was a male-sized that belonged to her older brother Brad who was in his second year of law school but he gave it to her since they were close and she missed him.

She jogged out of her house and over to the car. Her mom took her and her sister to school since the middle and high school were right next to each other and their mom needed to pass the school to get to her job.

Lillian stomach started to feel weird though, but it was probably because she ate too fast. Yeah, that’s what it was. Lillian’s mom dropped her sister off first then her. Lillian’s stomach started to hurt then and Lillian’s mom looked at her in concern, “Alright there, Lil?” she asked.

“Yeah, I just ate too fast. It’ll pass later on.” she said, waving it off. She grabbed her backpack and swung it over one shoulder and got out. “See ya later, love you.” she said.

“Love you too.” her mom said and drove away when Lillian turned and walked towards the school.

Lillian made a face, pulling at her jeans that felt tight around her. She was just bloating; it had been happening the last couple of days with feeling a little crampy. She was probably getting her period soon.

She felt so tired and her stomach wouldn’t stop hurting. Half way to the sophomore hallway, she met up with Jeanette and Ryan. Lillian awkwardly looked away from Ryan though, still not able to look at him.

It had been over two months and when they were around each other, they avoided looking at each other. They use to say things here and there to each other but now it’s complete silence. And when Jeanette asked questioned, they just moaned.

Lillian rubbed her stomach and groaned, “Dang, I ate a little too fast.” she said to herself.

“You okay, Lil?” Jeanette asked. “You look kind of pale.”

“Yeah, just had a big breakfast this morning and ate too fast.” she said.

“You have been eating a lot lately.” Jeanette said. “And thankfully it’s going to all the right spots. You’re getting curvier.”

Lillian groaned, “I wish they wouldn’t. My boobs are starting to feel sore, too,” she said.

Ryan groaned, “I don’t need to hear this.” he said. “I hear enough of Jeanette’s girl problems.”

Lillian kept quiet but Jeanette spoke, “Hey, if you’re with me, you’ll have to deal with girl talk. This is me and Lil talking before class.” she said, leaning up on her tip toes and kissed him. “Anyways, continue.”

Lillian shook her head, “No, we’ll talk later about-” she paused, feeling her stomach turn, “Sorry, we can finish-” she paused again, feeling as if a pressure was rising up her throat. She swallowed the feeling, “Finish it—oh god!” she said, running towards the bathroom and ran into one the stalls, falling down on her knees and threw up chunks of her breakfast.

As she threw up, the door opened and she heard Jeanette’s voice, “Out, you two out!” she said to the two freshmen girls that were in the bathroom. “Lil, are you okay?” she asked and Lillian felt her rubbing her back as she threw up.

When she didn’t throw up again, she fell down on her side and leaned again the stall wall, tired. She wiped across her mouth as she panted, “That was so embarrassing and disgusting.”

“Are you okay? Why’d you just throw up?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” Lillian said. “My mom made bacon and a few pieces weren’t cook right probably and I ate too fast and chugged half a glass of orange juice. It finally must have not wanted to digest.”

“Well thank god it’s that,” she said, slapping her hand to her chest. Lillian gave her a confused look, “I don’t want you to end up like Tamara Rogen.” she said about the pregnant seven month senior.

“Don’t be crazy, you have to have sex to get pregnant.” she said. Jeanette didn’t know Lillian had sex because then she’d nag at Lillian to tell her who the guy was and that would be a bad thing. And it’s not as if she was pregnant. She got her period last month.

“True,” Jeanette said. The sudden feeling of rising in her throat came again, “Come on, I have mouthwash—oh jeez.” she said in disgust when Lillian fell on her knees again and threw up her breakfast again.

A moment later, she stopped, knowing her stomach was now empty. Jeanette helped her up and she stood there, trying to catch her breath as she flushed the toilet. When she knew she was okay, they both walked out of the stall and over to the sink.

Lillian turned on the cold water and splashed her face a few times. After a few moments of leaning over the sink, she took a deep breath and let it out. She grabbed a few paper towels and dried her face.

Jeanette handed her the small bottle of mouth wash she carried around with her and Lillian thanked her. She poured same of the blue liquid in her mouth and swooshed it around for a few seconds until she spit it out.

“Wanna go to the nurse?” she asked and Lillian shook her head.

“No, I’m going to be fine. I actually feel a little better.” she said. “Come on, before we’re late.”

~

When Lillian took off her shirt, she looked down at her boobs and made a face. Her boobs had stretch marks! Her boobs were never the biggest, but they looked like they had grown. And they had grown red stretch marks! And what’s worse, they were kind of tender.

Her boobs were being squeezed up by her B cup bra and it made it look like she was pushing them up.

She threw on her gym shirt and unbuttoned her jeans, replacing them with her shorts. She took off her glasses and walked out into the gymnasium. She started off jogging around, not being in the mood to run. She felt tired and bloated.

After running around three times, she gave up. The coaches weren’t in there and they wouldn’t notice. She sat down, panting. She got up and went over to the water fountain, taking a few sips.

~

“Lillian, it’s coming to you!” one of her team mates called when the white ball went over the hoop and Lillian served it back over. Volleyball was like the only sport she liked.

It came back over and the girl next to Lillian served it this time. Once again, it came on her side and Lillian served it. She suddenly felt light headed and a little faintish. Her stomach then growled and she felt hungry. Maybe it was because she threw up her breakfast but lunch was next. She could hold out until then.

“Lil, heads up—”

But it was too late, the ball smashed against her chest and she stumbled back onto her butt. She fell back on her back and before she knew it she passed out.

~

Lillian was coming back to the present and when she opened her eyes, she was blinded by a bright light so she closed her eyes and groaned. She propped herself up though and opened her eyes a moment later. She looked around and noticed she was in the nurse’s room.

She swung her legs over the edge and sat up, rubbing her head. The curtain to the room she was in opened and her mid-forties nurse looked down at her, “Ah, you’re awake.”

“What…what happen?” she asked.

“You fainted in gym class.” she told Lillian.

“What?” Lillian almost cried, embarrassed. How embarrassed could she be right now? She fainted in front of everyone! She probably looks like an idiot now. “Why?”

Nurse Preston grabbed a chair and pulled it up in front of her. She grabbed her thermometer and sat down in front of her. Lillian opened her mouth as Nurse Preston moved the wand towards her mouth. “I don’t know. Did you have breakfast?” she asked.

When the thermometer beeped, Nurse Preston took the wand out, “Yeah, but I kind of, uh, threw it up. I didn’t do it on purpose, though”

Nurse Preston nodded, “Well, you don’t have much of a fever. One question, are you sexually active?”

Lillian felt more embarrassed, “Uh, um,”

“It’s okay, you can tell me. That won’t get past these walls, so don’t worry about me telling your parents.” she said.

“Uh, okay. Uh, I had sex once.” she told her.

“Only once?” she questioned, raising an eyebrow. “How long ago?”

“About two months ago.”

She nodded, “Okay, did you and your partner use protection?

Lillian nodded, “Yes.”

“Have you gotten you period?”

Lillian was getting frustrated by her questioned, “Nurse Preston, what are you getting at? Yes, I’ve gotten my period.”

“Well, just in my opinion, I think you should take a pregnancy test.” she said and Lillian’s eyes widened, staring at her in shock. “Sweetie, it’s just a suggestion, don’t go overboard. I don’t believe you are but just in case.”

Lillian felt like she couldn’t breathe. She has to be joking right to consider telling her she should take a pregnancy test? She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths, “Okay, may I go?” she asked, opening her eyes and just wanting to leave.

“You’re sure? We have testes here. I could give you one right now so you won’t have to be curious about this later. I suggest you should right now.” she said.

“No,” Lillian said, getting up from the bed. She looked at the clock on the board and saw it was one fifty. Study hall. “Can I just get a pass to go back to class?”

Nurse Preston got up from the chair, “Okay, come on.” she said, walking out of the room and Lillian followed behind her. After getting a slip, she thanked her and quickly got out of there. She went to the locker room and changed out of her gym clothes quickly and got dress.

After playing around with her pants, she got them buttoned and she grabbed her things. She was scared, it couldn’t be possible. Ryan used protection. She looked in the full length mirror that was in the locker room and turned to her side. She looked down at her stomach and placed a hand onto of it.

She had a lump in her throat when she felt a small tiny lump. Nothing, it’s nothing. I’m just getting fat, that’s all. She thought and quickly left the locker room.

~

Lillian was happy when she saw Ryan alone when he walked out of the building. Jeanette was probably at cheerleading practice. She was leaning on the back of his car, biting down on her nails nervously.

She had to ask him. It was a very important question.

She was scared of finding out the truth. It made her feel sick.

He finally came up to the car and Lillian moved from behind the car, leaning against it, “Ryan?”

His head snapped to her and he looked confused, “Lillian? What’s wrong?

“Um,” she said. “I need to talk to you.”

“About?”

She looked around, crossing her arms over her chest, “Can we go somewhere? I don’t want people around.”

“Uh…” he said hesitantly.

“Please?” she asked, her voice kind of begging.

He looked uncertain, but then sighed heavily, “Uh, yeah, sure.” he said. “Get in.”

She walked around the car and got into the passenger side. She hugged her backpack as he drove out of the school parking lot and drove all the way to a park where no one was really around because it was January.

He turned to Lillian but she stayed still, “Okay, Lil, spill it. What do you have to talk to me about?”

She swallowed the lump that formed in her throat as they drove to the park. She took a deep breathing, “Did…that night,” she paused. “Did you use a condom?”

“A condom?” he questioned and she nodded. “Of course I did, why are you asking me this? I thought we agreed to never talk about that night.”

“I know,” she said, sighing. She then put her bag on the floor of the car and turned to him, “But…but do you think it’s possible it could have broken? I mean, don’t condoms do that? Break?”

“A ninety-nine percent chance of it not breaking, Lil. I don’t buy cheap ones.” he said. “Where are you going with this?”

She opened her mouth, trying to form her words together. She didn’t know what to say. She didn’t know how to say it. She was so scared that her eyes watered up. “I think…I think we’re one of the unlucky one percent.” she said as a tear slid down her cheek.

He stared at her with a blank expression. She turned back around in her seat and she had never felt so scared in her entire life. She couldn’t be. She couldn’t be pregnant.

“I need to get a test but I’m scared. I’m scared to find out the truth.” she said. A few more tears slipped down and she wiped them away, “I’m a child having a child.” she said to herself.

“What are we going to do?” Ryan asked and she turned her head to look at him. He was staring out the window. He looked scared too.

“I don’t know, but maybe start with a test.”, she said. Their whole lives might be changing soon.