It was a week after the party. Lillian was sitting on her bed, collage pamphlets spread out in front of her. She looked through them, carefully putting them in three piles. One pile for the ones she liked, one pile for the ones she was considering, and one pile for the ones she didn't want to go to. She thought about where Jamie would go to collage. Maybe just a beauty school, she was great with make-up, and she didn't have the best grades. James would probably go to a collage with a good sports program. And where would Blake go...

Lillian sighed, standing up she went and locked the door. She pulled a bag out from under her bed. Then, she pulled a box out of the bag. Her aunt had always said you should take a pregnancy test, just in case, because otherwise you could harm a innocent baby. Her aunt Megan would know too, she had found out the hard way. Lillian pulled out the test and read the instructions. Seems easy enough, she thought to herself.

Ten minutes later, Lillian looked in utter disbelief at the two red lines on the test in front of her. The two red lines that would change her life, and so many more lives. But wait, she couldn't be! Lillian quickly picked up her phone and texted Jamie: Um, Jam, I'm... pregnant.