The Secret Life Of That Teenage Girl (Part 4)
By Dhvani, age 14, Oman
Class started, I couldn't concentrate. I wasn't getting anything right, none of the questions I was asked to answer or anything. That's not me.
First break, 40 minutes long, not good. I was sitting on a table outside the cafeteria with my besties. They were talking and I was lost in my own thoughts.
What am I going to do? Should I tell mom and dad? No, wait, I think I should tell Lynn first. Can I trust her? Maybe I should just go talk to Jake first!! Yes, that's a good idea...wait...no, it's not!
"Linn!" said Tiar, a little loudly, and I snapped out of my little thinking bubble.
"What's wrong, Linn?" Emily added immediately after.
"Guys, I'm confused. I don't know what to do! Things are just going on in my head and I can't stop thinking about it!" I replied, getting hyped up and scared.
"Linn, don't turn, don't turn. Jake's coming towards us!" said Tracie.
I felt a tap on my shoulder, turned around, and looked up. There he was, the one I loved so much, Jake Rennfrost. I looked away all of a sudden, not knowing what made me do that.
"Hey Linn, hey girls!" Jake said, sitting down next to me.
"Umm, I'm here to talk to you, actually all of you!" he said, as I stared at him.
Has he come to apologize for his mistake or just come to tell me off? entered my mind.
"Shoot, Jake," said Tracie.
"Okay, Linn...You know about this whole pregnant thing...Are you sure you're pregnant?" he asked sweetly.
"Oh, why don't I just generate enough pee to take another pregnancy test in front of you to prove it, right?" I yelled back at his face.
"Right, I'm sorry, I'm just really surprised and everything," he replied softly.
"Oh well, guess what, Jake? It's happened! What can I do?!" I fired back at him.
"Um, Linn, can we talk? Like not here, but go somewhere else? Please!" he pleaded.
"NO! We can't talk! I don't want to talk to you! Please just leave!" I said, looking at him in the eye.
"But..." he tried to finish.
"No, Jake! Just leave please." I didn't let him complete the sentence, and a tear rolled down my eye. I looked away.
"Linn..." he started again, but Emily cut him off.
"Please just leave, Jake. Just go, okay?!" Emily urged.
He walked away. He just walked away. I turned back to look at him scratching his head. It's over, it's all done! Please, help me, Jesus. Please help me, I thought.
The day was over; it felt like school had lasted about 12 hours. The time to go home had finally come.
As soon as I got home, I had my lunch. I ate twice what I usually eat.
"Honey, you've eaten a lot today! Don't you feel stuffed?" mum asked.
I gulped. "Umm, mum, no. I was just really hungry, so yeah!"
I ran up to my room and sat there in front of my laptop on Facebook. Ahh, finally, Facebook, I thought to myself. The best place to know everything.
I clicked on the Go To Profile button, and there on my wall I saw wall posts and status tags from Jake.
(End of part 4)
