He dropped me off at home early enough. My mother knew that I would be coming back home with friends, but I still didn't want her to come out while Trent was still in our driveway. I also avoided inviting him inside because I wasn't ready for my mother to meet him. I wasn't really any of her business anyways.

Well at the time.

"I'll see on Monday," I said. I was ready to get out of the car and run inside but Trent locked my door before I could. It was obvious. "I'm not used to this," I smiled. I leaned in to kiss him.

It was something that we did apparently.

I pulled away because I didn't want Denise to come outside.

"You know that I don't want to cause any trouble for myself, or for you," I said. He knew what I was going on about. He sighed then unlocked the door. "I'd be willing to take my chances." His words were followed by a devilish grin.

***

The first day of the week came sooner than expected. Every week had a new headline.

My dad stopped at a gas station before taking me to school, so I took advantage of that and brought myself a cappuccino and a blueberry muffin. The cappuccino was a bad idea because I needed to relieve my bladder as soon as I got to school.

But before I could go to the ladies'...

"Kourtney Kidman!"

I looked around to see where the shout came from. Through all the kids walking by I managed to spot Jessica from a far.

"Walk! Towards me!" She yelled.

If I had to personify embarrassment, it would take the form of Jessica.

I ran towards her before she could make an even bigger scene, but I was too late. "My grandmother runs faster." She teased. As I drew nearer, I realised that she wasn't standing alone. "Kourt this is Alexis and Briyan."

"Are you two from our biology class?" I asked as I remembered where the familiar faces could possibly be from.

"Yes, we sit right in front of you and Jessica," Briyan answered.

I was very bad with names and faces. I was at the school long enough to know at least my classmates, but I never make the effort to know names and faces. "Briyan and Alexis wanted to know if you would be interested in joining the science team or the upcoming science fair," Jessica explained. I couldn't think about much except for my bladder and in theory it didn't sound like such a bad idea.

"Sure, I'll do it," I answered without giving it any thought or asking any relevant questions.

"Excellent we just need you to fill this out before the deadline," said Alexis as she handed me what looked like a consent form.

"Will do. I'm sorry to cut this short but I really need to go."

I rushed to the lady's room. 

That day I had my regrets. That day I heard crying in the girl's bathroom.

 There are a few teenage issues that occur so often that it is almost possible for almost anyone to become a statistic. Yet somehow it still turns out to be the biggest surprise. I felt bad for her but not completely sorry for her because she had it coming. I ignore the crying because I really didn't want to get involved so I tried to be in and out as quick as possible but before I could relieve my bladder, one of the toilet stalls opened after the toilet flushed.

And out came Shannon. 

She froze on her feet when saw me. I thought that she was still grieving the loss of Kristine because I heard that out of her, Trina and Natalie she and Kristine were like sisters. We were both quiet for the longest time and the more she stared at me, the more anxious I got. I tried my best to shake it off. "I'm sorry, I can wait outside if you want." 

Believe me when I say that I was more than willing to leave her there and look for another decent girl's bathroom to use. "Please don't go," She sobbed just as I was about to leave. Everything in me knew that I was going to regret it. "Please don't tell anyone that you saw me crying," she whispered. "What's wrong?" I asked. She took some time deciding if she wanted to tell me or not. 

I really wasn't interested in what she had to tell me because I had a feeling that it was going to be another guilt trip. She looked down as if she was ashamed of something. "I just need to go home. I don't feel good," she said. I was a little insensitive but, in my defence, I didn't know what her problem was. I rolled my eyes then walked towards one of the stalls.  " Kourt. I'm pregnant."

'There's our new headline,' I thought to myself. 

That story did go around weeks after she told me, but I wasn't the one who retold it; however, I was the first person to know. 

Unfortunately. 

You would know what to say to a married couple, but what would you say to a teenage girl? A scared and clueless teenage girl. She started crying and at that point I felt forced to comfort her. I held her while she cried. "Are you sure?" I asked her. "I took a test as soon as I got to school. 'Yicks,' I thought to myself.

I was actually inquisitive to know who the father was, but it clearly wasn't the time to be curious. "It's going to be okay," I said attempting to be as comforting as possible. She didn't say anything. I suggested that we leave before someone else walked in and got suspicious. After doing so, I walked her to the front office where she called for her parents to pick her up. She used food posing as her excuse to leave.  

The situation made my wheels turn for various reasons. 

That day I had regrets, but I don't regret anything that happened that day.