Books, check.

Pencil with weird stuff on top, check.

Backpack, check.

Extra hair tie, check.

Pregnant Everly, double check.

I look myself up and down in the mirror. I'm at that moment in life that when I look at myself, I feel disgusted.

I'm not ready to face the struggle I'm about to go through. First day back to school after finding out I'm pregnant.

After I got several messages from people asking me about my pregnancy, I basically locked myself in my room for about a week. I couldn't show my face to the world, so ashamed I was. I don't think I'm ready for all the staring and whispering as soon as I walk through those doors but I have to face it at some point.

I haven't heard anything from my parents. I guess I'm basically disowned by them. I really need to find a job and try to help pay the rent. I can't live on my own yet, seeing as I am only 17 and turning 18 in a few months.

"You ready for school Everly?" I hear Luke yell from downstairs.

"Ready as I'll ever be!" I yell back.

I grab all my stuff and give myself one last glance in the mirror.

Ready or not, here I come.

The ride to school felt like hours. Each block we pass, my heart starts beating faster. Soon enough we stop at school. I take a minute to catch my breath and get my pounding heart under control.

Here goes nothing.

I bid Luke goodbye as I get out of the car. It feels like all the attention is suddenly on me and only me but when I look up, no one is even looking in my direction.

I take that moment to speed off into school but as soon as I open the doors, all faces turn towards me and just like I imagined it, everyone starts pointing and whispering.

There, in my yellow sundress, I've never felt more naked than before. It's like one of those dreams you get when you accidentally show up to school naked, except from the fact that I was fully clothed.

I look down and start making my way to my locker. As I walk past some people I'm called either a 'slut' or a 'whore'. I don't bother myself with their comments. They are acting like I'm the only 17 year old on this planet to end up pregnant.

I stop in my tracks when I see Justin. That asshole of a guy hasn't once messaged me or even bothered to call.

" Justin." I say feeling a little relieved as I walk closer to him. Maybe he was just frustrated the other day and didn't mean what he was saying. Maybe seeing me in person makes him realize that we can get through this. Oh who am I kidding. It's Justin.

" Leave me alone you slut." he says and walks away.

" It's not my kid!" I hear him yell just as he dissappears out of my sight.

I don't know why I still get my hopes up. He's a lost cause.

I stand there frozen to the spot as I try an take in that Justin really wants nothing to do with me. He's the whole reason why I got down and dirty for the first time in my life and it was with him for crying out loud. Why would he reject his unborn child? He knows damn well that it's his. It doesn't hurt me that he doesn't want anything to do with me but the fact that he's just going to walk out of his child's life is beyond my believe. It takes two to tango. I realize that I'm in the middle of a crowded passage and quickly walk towards my locker.

I heard she had a threesome and she doesn't know who the dad is.

Justin said that he caught her cheating with another guy and it isn't his child.

Her legs are more open than a McDonald's drive through.

These are some of the things I heard while walking past numerous students. It's going to take a while before getting used to all the rumors.

The rest of the day goes by slow like super slow. I'm judged from every corner. I had to go sit outside because my friends that I used to sit with couldn't even look me in the eye. I don't blame them but I at least thought that I had one true friend that would stick with me but as they say, society is cruel.

I wait outside for Alexa to come pick me up after school. I've been waiting for probably 20 minutes and by this time the school grounds are nearly empty-

"Hey."

My breath hitches as my eyes grow twice their size. I know exactly who this voice belongs to. To confirm my suspensions I look up at the person who approached me.

Oh my cheese and crackers.

There, in his holy presence, stood Liam Wells, aka, mister popular,aka, captain of the football team,aka, bad boy that just got out of prison ,ak- you get my point. I still don't know how he got sent to prison instead of juvie because he's still a minor.

Point is he's here and he's making me feel hella uncomfortable with his illegally fine as hell looks. He is what I would describe a gift sent from heaven to the female population. Dark brown messy hair, defined jawline, high cheekbones and from the tight fitter white shirt he's wearing, definitely a fit body. Too bad he fell of the wagon and become one of the most feared minors in, well everywhere! How he managed to get back into this school after being accused for murder, only the good heavens above will know.

Liam and I went to the same middle school and then ended up in the same high school. He moved to New York a few years ago from England. Usually the new guy is shy and keeps his head low but Liam made his statement on the first day when he beat someone up. I heard it was something about lunch money. Although we've been going to the same school for the past few years we haven't spoken once. We never had to. I was in my own bubble and he was in his.

I'm about to say something but I'm cut off by the hooting of a car. I turn around to see it's Alexa. I turn back to Liam, give him one last look, and walk away.

Why you may ask, well it's because he's probably just here to slutshame me or just mainly laugh in my face. It doesn't matter.

I quickly brush him out of my thoughts and plug in my airpods. The lyrics of ' Sweet but psycho' by Ava Max starts blasting through my ears.

This song probably describes me the best.

" Everly."

"Everly?"

I feel my one of the airpods being ripped out of my ear.

" I asked you how your day was." Alexa says irritated.

" It was good." I mumble.

" Don't bullshit me." she says quirking her eyebrow.

" Okay fine. It was beyond horrible." I say rolling my eyes.

" That's more like it." Alexa smiles.

" Oh wow, what a big sister you are. " I say, rolling my eyes yet again.

After a 10 minute drive we stop in front of Alexa's house. I see that my parent's car is parked in the driveway.

" What are mom and dad doing here? " I wonder out loud.

" I don't know but we are about to find out." Alexa says and climbs out.

We enter through the front door and I see both my parents seated on one sofa and an awkward looking Luke on the other sofa.

My parents never liked Luke for some odd reason. Apparently he's too 'wealthy' for his age and that something must be up with him, even though it's his parents who are wealthy. Luke's parents are both lawyers and he's the only child. He doesn't like living off of his parents money so he has a part time job at a near by coffee shop while he is studying at NYU.

" Mom, Dad." Alexa breaks the silence.

" Hey honey. Everly." My dad greets Alexa with a warm heart but he dreads to say my name.

" What a lovely surprise. Any special occasion?" Alexa asks nervously.

" We just came to drop off Everly's stuff." My dad replies.

Not a single, ' How are you doing' or ' how's the baby'. I'm not surprised to say the least.

" We'll be on our way now. " dad replies before someone could say something.

" I'll open the door for you." I say with so much sass that I'm even surprised.

" That's no way to talk to -"

" Aw boohoo. What are you going to do? Kick me out? News flash dad, you already did. " I say as I walk to open the door.

For the first time ever my dad didn't have anything to say. He grabs mom by the arm, a little harder than necessary, and walks out without even looking at me.

I slam the door shut after he walks out. I stand still and stare at the door for a while.

I guess this is how it's going to be like from now on. My parents hating me for a mistake I made. Not knowing when I'll see them again. It hurts knowing that your own parents loath the sight of you so much that they kick you out of the house. All because I ended up pregnant.

" At least I got my stuff back." I say looking at Alexa and Luke.

They look at me with pity in their eyes. I hate the pity. I've always hated it. I don't like people to feel sorry for me. It's a sign of weakness and in today's life you can't show your weakness to anyone. They'll use it against you in the end.

" Tomorrow I'm seeing you for the first time." I say towards my belly as I rub it gently.

Tomorrow is going to be my first ultrasound.

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