“Come on Rachel, keep pushin,” mother yelled.

“Aaagh,” I moaned.

Finally, the baby’s head crowned. The doctor looked up and smiled. “It’s a boy.

“Oh, thank goodness,” I moaned.

The doctor gave the baby to the nurses to check his vitals and wrap him up. Then the nurse gave me back my baby. I looked down into his eyes and knew my high school years would never be the same. I looked around the room, My parents were smiling down on me, but no my baby’s fathers. Figures, I thought to myself. After I told him I was pregnant, he broke up with me. He wouldn’t speak to me in school. I called him so much that I owed over two hundred dollars on my cell. I guess I am on my own. At least, I have my parents to help.

We got home after staying in the hospital for a few days. My parents sat me down and told me straight up

I would continue my education and I would have to find a job and pay for everything. I cried during the whole conversation, hoping that they would help and not punish me.

I went back to school after my maternity leave. “Hey, Rachel,” my friend sarah called.

“Hey,” I replied.

“So, how was maternity leave?” she asked.

“It was rough. My parents wouldn’t lift a finger to help. The only thing they did was bring my school work home,” I said angrily.

“Hey, that’s rough. So you want to go to the movies tonight?”

“No, I can’t. I have to find a job.”

“Don’t you get an allowance?” she asked.

“Yeah, but it’s not enough”

“Where is your son’s father?”

“I don’t know. He doesn’t care,” I told her sadly.

“You can get him for child support,” she said cheerfully.

“Yeah, but he never signed the birth certificate and a paternity test is too expensive,” I explained.

The bell rang, so we headed to class. I kept hearing snickering behind my back. After class was over one

of the girls said, “Sorry to hear your man isn’t around. He is defiantly keeping me company.” My face turned beet red and came close to punching her in the face, but instead, I dropped my books and ran. I couldn’t handle anymore news right now. I ran all the way home to find my mom rocking the baby to sleep. I slumped onto the couch and sighed. My mom looked up at the clock and asked, “bad day at school?”