Samantha was a regular kid. She never thought she was that different. When she was 16, Sam fell pregnant. Not knowing what to do, she tells her mother, who is upset and rejects Sam. After her mother throws her out, how will Sam cope?
The story of R...
I woke with a start, my head rising from the pillow. My mom stood over me, frowning.
"Hurry up, you're going to be late!"
I sat up with a start, cursing as I jumped up while rushing about getting ready for school. As I pulled on my clothes I heard the squeal of wheels as the school bus pulled in.
"Come on!" I exclaimed, catching site of it outside the window. I ran downstairs, grabbing my books and stuffing them inside my bag. I dismissed breakfast despite feeling so hungry, sprinting for the front door, when I saw the bus pull away from the curb and drive down the street.
"No!" I gasped, racing down the path to the gate. "Wait!" I yelled, but the bus drove on, turning the corner. I could see Mandy and Sam staring at me from the back seat, watching me as the bus finally disappeared.
"Shit." I hissed under my breath, looking back at my house. There was no way my mom would drive me. Never in a million years. And now I had to get there on my own.
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"Sam!"
The bell for the end of first class rang as I finally arrived at school, through the corridors that were slowly filling with people. I could hear Lola and Mandy's voices behind me.
"Sam! We're so sorry, we told the driver to stop, he's an idiot... he didn't listen to us-"
"Sam... are you crying?"
I turned to the nearest classroom and went in, bursting into tears and collapsing onto one of the desks.
"Mandy, go get a teacher!" I heard Lola say. "It's ok...you're ok, Sam." she whispered. All I could do was shake my head and sob, break down in front of her.
"Is this about the other day? At the hospital?"
I looked up at her, not sure how she'd guessed that straight away. I glanced around, making sure she and I were the only people in the room. Mandy had gone to get a teacher.
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"Lola...I'm..." I whispered, wiping tears away. "I'm pregnant..."
She looked at me like I'd slapped her across the face. "Shit..." she breathed, standing up, pacing down the room a bit. "Sam, I'm... I'm so sorry..." she looked at me so sadly, so full of guilt and remorse that it hurt, because I knew that was how people were going to feel all through this: sorry for me.
"Do you know what you're going to do?" she asked, and as she did I heard Mandy coming back with a teacher.
"Lola, don't tell anyone, not even Mandy yet, ok?" I whispered as they returned. She nodded.
"Samantha? Do you want to coming to the first aid bay for a bit?" asked the teacher as Mandy and Lola eyed me sadly. I broke my eye contact with Lola, turning to the teacher.
