The day had come, school was going to start in half an hour. I sat on top of my locker listening to my favourite music and texting the most beautiful person in the world. Dan.

It seemed like forever since I had seen him but it was only a couple of days. I swear I miss him even more when I am at school. If there was anywhere that I would need his support and love it was here, where hell was incarnated in the form of the entire cohort.

I had Melody but she had her own problems, and I was trying to solve hers whilst simultaneously trying to deal with mine. Countless students had come up to her and told her that they were "sorry to hear about your sister, Eliza." She had never even spoken to these people before and here they were giving her their condolences. All it did was make the situation worse. Melody had barely spoken a word all morning, which wasn't all that unusual now. She only spoke when she needed to.

To use Margo Spiegelman's analogy in Paper Towns, all the strings inside of her had snapped, she had no more willpower and no motivation. I was concerned for her, everyone was, and I wanted to sew back new strings but I just didn't know how. I knew that nothing I did would make anything better. She constantly said she was okay but when the house was quiet and she assumed that I was asleep I could hear her let go of heartbreaking sobs that she had been holding in. In those moments, I want to just get up and give her a hug but it was obvious that she wanted to be alone.

I wanted so badly to reconcile everything that had happened in the past couple of months but I knew I couldn't do that.

My problems seemed trivial compared to her pain and loss but they were still my problems and I still had to sort them out.

My parents were still pretending as if I didn't ever exist, that they never had a daughter that defied them. I still dreamed that they would come around and finally accept that what had happened had happened and there was nothing they could do to change it but they wouldn't. My child would grow up with one set of grandparents, not two. It was for the best I guess, that if my parents couldn't accept me whilst I was pregnant, that they shouldn't be involved when he or she was born.

I was prepared to eliminate them from my life; I just wasn't sure whether I was ready to.

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The day passed quickly but painstakingly slowly at the same time. Whenever I walked through the corridors I caught judgemental looks from girls and guy looked at me like I would be easy prey. They probably assumed that just because I was going to be teen mum that I would sleep around. Well, they were sure wrong. I had a boyfriend that I loved and if we could stay together through this, what couldn't we stay together through?

As the final bell rang, I rushed out of school as quickly as a pregnant seventeen year old could. My plan of a quick getaway was ruined however by the fact that Melody never showed up where my car was parked. I tried calling her but I was just left with her voicemail. Stuffing my bag into my car, I walked back into the school looking for her. She had extension maths in last period so I headed off towards that classroom, coming back empty-handed I was starting to question whether she had done something stupid when I saw a girl that was in her class come out of the bathroom.

"Excuse me, sorry I don't know your name, do you know where Melody is?"

"Sure. You're Abbey aren't you? Do you even know who the father is? Because I heard that you're not so sure." That. Was. It.

"Okay, I've been dealing with people like you all day and I'm getting pretty freaking sick and tired of it to be honest. Of course I know who the father is, I'm not a slut. It's my freaking boyfriend for Christ's sake. And if you don't mind telling me where I could find my best friend then that would be greatly appreciated." The girl looked shocked at my outburst but pointed to the bathroom that she had just come out of.

"She's in the bathroom." The girl then walked/ran off leaving me outside the bathrooms where I waited for another 20 minutes.

I saw many of interesting people walking past and some people that I would prefer not to see ever again. *cough* Riley and Olivia. I couldn't believe that he was still at this school, it seemed like nobody cared about what happened to Melody. They hadn't forgotten, just didn't care. Most of the boys idolised him for getting it on with Liv and the girls worshipped him for his good looks. It made me sick.. Well it didn't help that I was seemingly constantly nauseous but that wasn't the point.

Melody still hadn't come out of the bathroom so I decided to go and see if she was indeed still in there or that snobby bitch had just told me that to get rid of me. It was then I heard the sobbing.

"Mel...? Are you in here?"

There was no reply so I walked down to the last cubicle, it was the only one with its door closed. I lightly pushed and it revealed that it wasn't locked. There sat Melody, rivers running down her cheeks.

"Oh honey.." She stood up and I gave her a hug. "What happened? Do I need to hurt anyone?"

She shook her head. "No.. no you don't. It's just s-so hard to handle - it's too much. They didn't even know her."

I stroked her hair as she sobbed some more. "I know Mel. I know."

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Hey Guys, well I'm back.

I'm sorry I haven't updated in so long, I had a chronic case of writer's block and I wanted to make sure that I wrote it well enough.

So let me know what your thoughts are on all the characters. If you love them, hate them, don't know..

Anyway, until next time.

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