A New York bar is where it all happened. Add a teenage boy, a teenage girl, some alcohol and a smelly toilet and all that equals… a baby! 'What am I going to say to my dad? He's going to kill me. What about, "Dad, I'm pregnant?" Or, "Dad, I've done something really un-Annabeth like and slept with my best friend in a smelly bar toilet and now I'm knocked up. Oh, and let's not forget that I'm only seventeen years old!" Which one sounds better? The second one? I think so too!'
I hate school. Why? Because I'm popular. You'd think that's a good thing, and it was at first, but now I hate it. One day I walk into school wearing black jeans, the next all the girls are wearing the same thing. Trust me, it gets annoying. Another reason is that it is hard to identify who your real friends are. When everyone wants to be your friend and you don't know whom you can trust your secrets with then that's a problem. But a problem I solved years ago because Percy Jackson is my best friend. Or was, we haven't spoke in a month. We try to avoid eachother but it's kind of hard when all of your friends sit together at lunch and when you are in most of each other's classes.
The bell rings, signalling the start of the school day. I get my books from my locker and run to Homeroom. I walk in and take a seat next to my good friends, Thalia and Silena. The same sick feeling I had earlier this morning washes over me and I rub my stomach while frowning. I've felt this way for about a month and I'm starting to wonder if I have a bug. "Hey, Annabeth!" Silena squeaks and before I can even say 'hi' back she starts babbling about how amazing my outfit looks. Silena and Thalia are two of the few girls that don't copy what I wear, that is how I realised they were my real friends.
"Percy!" Thalia yells and I look around for the raven-haired boy. He's just walked into the classroom and is looking for a seat with his eyes. His green orbs meet my gray for about two seconds before we both look away with pink faces. Why can't I look at him without think about that night?
"Come sit over here!" Silena says and points to the free seat… next to me. Our eyes meet again and his eyes look like they're asking for permission. What do I do now? I nod and smile slightly and he walks over somewhat nervously.
"Hi," he greets, awkwardly.
"Hey," I reply and quickly look away, that night popping into my head again.
I walked into the bar after an annoying day at school and an argument with my dad. Today I had wore my jogging outfit to school, hoping everyone would think I was un-cool and start ignoring me. Did that happen? Nope. Everyone acted like they loved what I was wearing even though inside their heads I bet they were thinking I was a tramp. Why couldn't they just say it to my face? I would love it! My friends all new how much everyone copying me annoyed me and had even said I looked a mess to help cheer me up. It did… until someone else said I looked great.
Anyway, I had walked into the bar without really realising where I was going and what I was doing. But as soon as I arrived I ordered drinks and downed them quickly. Now, it was a very un-Annabeth like thing to do but it actually helped me from pulling my hair out and besides it was my first time so I didn't know I'd get drunk so fast.
I'd been sitting in the bar for about an hour when I turned and noticed Percy sitting a few stools away from me, looking just as annoyed as I had felt a while ago and drinking lot's of shots. "Percy!" I had squealed and stumbled towards him.
"Annabeth!" he said with as much enthusiasm as I had used and hugged me tightly. "What are you doing here?"
"Drinking my troubles away," I laughed and he laughed with me.
"Me too! Let' drink together," he grinned. So we did. We drunk and drunk and drunk and talked and laughed and even flirted a little.
"What time have you got to be home?" Percy asked a little later on.
"I'm not going home," I mumbled, my head on his shoulder and my eyes closed.
"Of course you are," he said and pulled me to my feet.
"No, I don't want to go," I moaned, my eyes flying open and meeting his. It had never happened before so I just blamed it on the alcohol but I had felt like I was melting when I looked into his sea-green orbs and before I know it I've pushed him against the wall and we are making out.
I have to admit he's a much better kisser than he was. Who new I'd be sleeping with the same guy I had my first kiss? Saying that I don't know if I'd say it was a first kiss, I mean, we were dared to kiss so we did, so it wasn't really a kiss but a…kiss? I've just confused myself.
Back to the flashback… We ended up in the smelly girls restroom and after he locked the door behind us he started kissing my neck and I started moaning. I thought I was going crazy and I promised myself I would never regret it because despite being drunk I somehow new I wouldn't forget it. Soon are close were off and we were giggling and laughing and kissing eachother.
We left the bar two hours later and because we were so drunk it wasn't at all awkward. He walked me to my house, kissed me goodnight and left. When I woke up in the morning I remembered everything and by the look on his face when I next saw him, he did too.
And now it's all awkward and annoying and- oh god, I'm going to be sick! I clamp my hand across my mouth and sprint out of the room. I reach the toilet just in time and let my breakfast come back up. Once I've stopped I lean against the wall and take deep breathes. "Annabeth!" a familiar voice calls and Thalia walks into the bathroom. "Are you okay?"
I open my mouth to reply and feel sick come up again. I shake my head quickly before racing back to the toilet.
I stay there for about ten minutes before I go back out to Thalia. "You've been sick for about three weeks now. I think you should go to the doctor," she says. "I'll come with you, if you want?" I nod and we walk back to class.
As soon as the 'end of school day' bell rings Thalia and I set off to the large doctors office a few blocks away. We sit in the waiting room for about half an before my name is called and we walk into the small room together. "What's the matter, dear?" the doctor asks.
"I, uh, haven't been feeling well lately and I'm wondering if I have a bug or something," I reply, nervously.
"What are the symptoms?" she asks.
"Nausea and vomiting- a lot! Oh and I have been a little tired lately," I reply. The doctor types on her computer for about a minute before turning back to me.
"When was the last time you had a period?" she asks and I frown. What is she trying to say? I glance at Thalia and then back at the doctor.
"About a month ago," I say, more nervous than I was before.
"All you symptoms are signs of pregnancy and-"
"Oh my god!" I squeak and tears fill my eyes.
"I'm not saying you are preg-"
"I am! I have to be! Oh my god, what am I going to do?" I yell, a tear swimming down my cheek.
"Annabeth, you might not be pregnant," Thalia says and I frown, remembering she's here. She probably thinks I'm a slag.
"There are options if you are pregnant. You could get rid-" I have a feeling this doctor is not going to like me soon.
"No, I can't abort. I'm against it," I sob.
"Well, then the best thing you can do is go take a test and if you are pregnant arrange a scan with the hospital and take it a day at a time," the doctor says and I nod and wipe my eyes.
We leave the building and as soon as I step into the cool air I burst into tears again. "Annabeth," Thalia whispers and hugs me tightly.
"How am I going to do this?" I sob.
"You'll be fine," she replies. "I'll be with you all the way."
I nod and pull away and I'm surprised to find tears in Thalia's eyes. "Don't say a word," she snaps and then starts laughing and after a while I join in too.
"Not a word," I grin. "Come on." We walk to a store and I beg Thalia to buy the test for me. She gives in after a while and we walk to her house.
"Is your mom home?" I ask, not wanting anyone else to know about this.
"Nope, as usual," she replies and I nod before heading to the bathroom. I take the test and leave it on the sink before going to find Thalia.
"What does it say?" she asks and I shrug.
"I have to wait two minutes," I explain and we sit in silence for about two minutes.
"Come with me," I whisper when two minutes pass and I squeeze her hand. We walk to her bathroom slowly and I take a deep breaths. I close my eyes and pick the test up. I look- and burst into tears.
"I'm sorry," Thalia whispers and hugs me again.
"I-I'm pregnant," I sob. "I'm pregnant!"
Review! Tell me what you think. I know Annabeth isn't the type of girl that would get drunk at seventeen and all but just go with it. :)