The ringing of your alarm wakes you up, you toss and groan. You don't want to wake up and go to school. But you stand up anyway and put on an oversized hoodie. Trying to hide your baby bump. Which is difficult since you're heavily pregnant.

9 months ago you went to a club. And you got drunk and had a one night stand. You didn't remember with who, but that's not a problem. Or so you thought. A month later, you found out you were pregnant. So you took a DNA test to find out the dad. When you contacted the father, he refused to acknowledge the baby. And he immediately blocked you. So you were completely alone. You couldn't tell your family cause they would disown you in a heartbeat. And abortion wasn't an option cause it's too expensive and illegal in your town. So you hid it every day and kept going to school. You told no one, not even your best friends. Your brother also doesn't know about your pregnancy, but he does suspect something is going on. You are now 18 and hopefully graduating this year. But your grades are dropping because of exhaustion.

9 months later, present time.

You cross the school grounds with your twin brother. He immediately walks to his best friend.

Zach is your age and your brothers best friend. He has brown, kind eyes, a sharp jawline, and short, messy dark hair. He likes to hit the gym or hang out with your brother. He is 6'5ft and single at the moment. And he is the complete opposite of your brother. He is mature, respectful, and kind. Honestly, you have no idea why he even likes your sibling. You don't know him that well since you barely talk to him. But you can tolerate him, and you can't deny that he is handsome. You also spot him staring at you when he thinks you're not looking. But you never talked about it with him. Although you have a feeling that he likes you.

You give him a last glance before walking to your own friends.

You were talking to your friends when suddenly you needed to pee, so you excused yourself and went to the restroom. You opened the stall and sat down when suddenly you felt a liquid running down your leg, followed by a sharp pain. When you looked down, you realized that your water broke. You were gonna give birth, right here in a bathroom stall. A flood of panic hits you. This can't be happening, not here.

"Oh no, no-no..." You mutter through cries of pain. Your contractions hurt like hell.

You sat down, shaking, not knowing what to do when suddenly you heard a male voice call out.

"Guest, I know you're in there, open up!" You hear someone say from outside the stall. You recognized the voice immediately. It's Zach.

What you didn't know is that Zach has been observing you for a while. He had a feeling of what was happening. And when he heard your cries, he ran to the stall. The second he saw the water on the ground, he knew.

He knocks on the door when he hears another cry coming from your throat. "Goddammit, Guest, open the damn door, or I'll kick it in!"