It's senior year. Maya Hart is now 17 years old and her life has begun to bloom. But, one night changes everything. After a drunken night she winds up pregnant with one of her close friends. After finding out the news Maya is faced with decisions, d...
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M A Y A
Tuesday. 3:20 pm.
Here I am. Back in the pharmacy. I go in directly to the familiar aisle. My eyes rummage the shelves, and my hands grasp the rectangular box. I keep shaking, even as I hold it in my hands. I shake even harder when I hand the nice old lady the box.
"That will be $15.90, sweetheart." She smiles a small but sympathetic smile. I fish out a $20.00 bill and hand it to her with shaky hands.
...
I rush home, and I am alone as usual during this time. Both mom and dad are working and won't be home up until 6 pm. I begin my way to the bathroom taking rushed steps. My hands gripped the handle sloppily since I am trembling after all. I get myself to calm down enough to open it and then I step inside the bathroom, locking the door just to be completely safe.
I tear open the box, skim through the directions and then hold one of the two sticks in my hands. I inspection it. It's a white tube, with a pink lid, and what looks like a paper structure thingy pointing out inside the pink lid. I take off the lid, and then I had to set it back down as I lowered my jeans, and then doing the same with my underwear. I took a seat in the toilet and urged myself to pee. Once I did I rapidly peed on the first stick and then the next one.
I took deep breaths after doing that, and then set the tests down, and cleaned myself and pulled up my pants. I washed my hands, using the creamy, lemon scented soap to lather my hands as usual. I peep over at the tests, and nothing has been displayed yet. It was yellow, but clear for now.
I looked at the time on my lock screen.
.4:10 pm.
At that moment I received a text from Riley.
Riles: Meet me in my room in 10? I need help!
Me: I'll be right down.
Guess my best friend needs me...
I take the tests and the box, basically any trace of this moment. I hold the items carefully, and then I go to my room placing all of it under my mattress. I also make sure to push it as far back as possible just to be extra, extra careful.
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I crawl into Riley's room through the bay window.
"Sup?" I casually ask.
"I need help," her eyebrows knot in worry. "I've no idea how to act right now. I can't do my hair, or even apply lip gloss without my hands trembling..."
"That's perfectly normal, peaches." I say using her nickname for me.
"Really?"
"Yes," I offer a smile. "Now, let's get you ready for your first date!"
