Just an idea I had. Hopefully you like it. Maya's kind of out of character as she's a bit more sarcastic and blunt and less as sweet and innocent as she is on the show. Though she's still emotional. Sorry. Also, I hope you like what I did with the characters here. Call it a twist if you will.

Hope you enjoy.

I own nothing. I'm not that cool. Trust me.


The minute Maya slammed the back door, and ran straight past her and up the stairs, wiping her cheeks; Katie knew something was terribly wrong. She stopped working on the impossible math problem that was her homework, and quickly went upstairs. She had heard the door slam moments before, so she knew it was probably locked.

"Maya?" Katie called through the door, knocking on it softly, but still, there wasn't a response. "Maya? Come out here and talk to me, please?" Still nothing. So she sighed, and sat down in front of the door, bringing her knees up to her chest, she leaned against it, and pulled out her phone. "Fine, I'll just stay out here until you're ready to talk then." She started to play a game, unaware of what was going on just on the other side of the door.

"Just go away." Maya was whispering to herself, "I want to be alone." But she knew her sister wouldn't just leave her alone. She was too nosy for that. She bit her lip to keep the tears from coming, and absentmindedly began to rub her stomach, her thumb brushing it gently, as she thought of what had happened in the last few hours.


"Maya, I think you should get a pregnancy test." Tori whispered to her in the middle of French class. Maya had smacked her, since Cam was just on the other side of the classroom. Luckily though he hadn't noticed what Tori had said.

"Shut up, we're in class!" Maya whispered back angrily, feeling suddenly nauseous, she closed her eyes and lightly shook her head, willing it to go away.

"Maya! If you're carrying a baby than you need to—"

Maya glanced in between Tori and Cam, "Can you stop? I know exactly what I need to do! Stop fucking pushing me!" By that point, she had stood up and was no openly yelling at her. She looked up, horrified, to see the entire class and her teacher, were staring at her. Cam included.

Shit.

"Maya? Would you like to explain your outburst?" Her teacher asked her, her voice sounding a bit condescending.

Maya's eyes filled with tears—she really couldn't help it—and swallowed hard, her throat burning. She shook her head, and sat down, hiding her face behind her hands.

"Maya." Tori's voice was extra annoying to her that day for some reason, so she turned to her.

"Just stop it okay? Let me deal with this one my own!"

Fuck. Another outburst.

Her teacher was glaring at her, more pissed off than she was just minutes before.

"Now would you care to share?" Maya shook her head again. "Well, there must be something bothering you as you've shown that quite constantly in the last few minutes."

"Nothing's bothering me!" Maya yelled at her, but quickly covered her mouth when she realized that she'd just yelled at her teacher. She was so going to kill Tori for this later. It was so embarrassing.

"Then why are you yelling?" Her head snapped to the other side of the room at Cam who was shaking his head, a disapproving look on his face.

Those were the first words he'd spoken to her in weeks.

"It's not any of your damn business." Maya snapped, turning away from him.

He didn't answer her, just shrugged and continued to doodle or whatever it was he was doing. She let out an annoyed sigh, feeling nauseous again. And this time, she knew, she wouldn't be able to stop what happened next.

"If you're going to be belligerent then off you go, to the principal's office."

Maya blinked, the principal's office? She'd never been sent there before in her entire life. What the fuck.

"The p-principal's—" She didn't get the finish the sentence. Her stomach lurched then, and she immediately covered her mouth. She didn't really have time to run out of the classroom, let alone go to the washroom, so she immediately ran to the trashcan by her teacher's desk, and knelt in front of it, emptying her stomach into it.

"Oh that's so gross!" She heard someone say, but wasn't able to recognize who it was, as she was still puking her guts up. She felt someone gently pull her hair back, but paid no mind to it, as she continued to throw up for the next few seconds.

After she was done, she slowly stood up, and wiped her mouth off with a tissue from the tissue box what was conveniently placed in front of her. She looked down at the mess in the trash can, before dropping the tissue in it, her eyes filled with tears, as she turned around, only barely ready to face her class.

"Maya." Tori's mouth was wide open in shock, which only pissed Maya off further. She looked down and to the sides quickly before turning and bumping into someone. Stumbling, she managed to make it to her desk, and put her things inside her bag, before she looked up to see Cam was walking back to his desk.

Well, that confused her. Where the hell had he been a few minutes before? And had he witnessed what just happened? How humiliating.

She didn't say anything more, and ignoring Tori's attempts to talk to her, left the classroom. She walked slowly to the principal's office, taking her time, she went to her locker, and put her bag inside of it. Then she grabbed a water bottle from the top shelf, and started to slowly drink it, laying her head against the locker, she sighed heavily, and closed her eyes. She felt tears slip down her cheeks, but quickly wiped them away, opening her eyes as she did. Then she turned to her locker, and threw her water bottle inside, before attempting to slam it shut, but something holding it back, prevented her from doing so.

She looked up to see a familiar dark blue hoodie, holding the locker door open, following it up to the familiar face of her ex-boyfriend.

Before she could say anything though; he did.

"Are you okay?" She could tell he was genuinely and truly concerned, though it only pissed her off, just a bit.

"I'm fine." She snapped, turning to her locker again only to let out an annoyed sigh when she realized she couldn't slam it shut.

"Really? Because it didn't look like you were okay." Cam sarcastically responded. "You just puked your guts up."

Maya made a face, "Lovely image, really enjoyed that." He moved his hand then, putting both of them in his pockets, so she took the opportunity to slam it shut. "So, yeah, I'll just talk to you whenever, since you enjoy this random… yeah. Bye." She turned to walk down the hall, and succeeded in walking a few steps, when he quickly caught up to her, stopping her from going any farther.

"I'm actually really worried about you, why won't you see that?"

"Because Cam, we broke up. Okay? You can't just expect me to believe you really care about me when you were such an ass before."

Cam made a face, "Yeah, okay. I deserved that."

"No shit." She snapped, and attempted to walk past him again, but he stopped her.

"Maya…" His voice sounded pained, as he squeezed her shoulders, letting his hands fall a moment later. "Please, just tell me what's going on."

"No." She stubbornly replied, though she gave in once he gave her a look. "I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't even know what's wrong myself!"

"How long has this been going on?" He asked looking at her like she should've probably had this checked out the second she knew something was wrong. Though he was right. Damn him.

"Five weeks." She answered simply, and his mouth dropped open.

"You still don't know what's wrong?"

"I refuse to believe there's something wrong."

"Maya! You just—you can't do that." He ran his fingers through his hair and looked at her in disbelief. "What if there's something seriously wrong with you, and you didn't get it checked out in time and—"

"There's nothing seriously wrong with me, Cam."

"Right, and how are you so sure about that?"

"Because—," She stopped herself. She wasn't going to tell him what she and Tori suspected. He didn't deserve to know that.

"Because what?"

She soon turned back into her nearly adopted ice queen attitude she had picked up in the last few weeks. She narrowed her eyes, and glared at him. "Like you deserve to know. You say you care, but I bet it's all an act. Like you acted like someone who didn't purposely hurt themselves or like you acted like you liked me, when you probably didn't or like—"

"Shut up." He said, finally. "I'm not that person anymore."

She rolled her eyes, "Sure you aren't. Can't take that the one person who doesn't give a shit anymore won't let you in? Well, too bad. You should've thought of that weeks ago when you dumped that person. Have a nice life, Cam. You never have to speak to me anymore after this. I'm done." And with that, she pushed past him, only to find that he didn't stop her this time.

Though he did say something.

"I didn't break up with you, we broke up with each other!"

That couldn't have sounded more like bullshit if he wanted it to. She just shook her head, and walked to the principal's office, sitting in the seat across from him a moment later, she just said four words.

"I puked in class."

Mr. Simpson looked at her; like he was shocked she would admit to doing such a thing.

She only shrugged, "That's why Ms. Palms is pissed off. I puked in class."

"I have here that you were acting up."

"Well, yeah. But then I puked."

"Well, you're not here for vomiting in her class, whatever reason that may be. You're here because you acted up and yelled at her."

Maya rolled her eyes, "Fine. Whatever." Her eyes widened then when she realized what was going on.

She was acting like she didn't care, when she did. She really and truly did. And it wasn't about the detention sentence she was about to get.

It was about Cam.

She still cared about him, and there was nothing she could do to stop herself from feeling that way.


"Maya?" Katie called through the door about thirty minutes later. Her tone was soft, so Maya would know she wasn't pissed off, she just wanted to talk to her.

She stood up slowly, and knocked on the door again. A moment later, it opened to reveal her blotchy, red-eyed younger sister.

"Maya?" Katie repeated, her tone barely above a whisper as she took in her sister's appearance. What the hell happened?

"Katie…" Maya whimpered, her eyes filling with tears again as she bit her bottom lip. "I messed up everything so bad." And with that, she fell against Katie, her body shaking as she cried into her sister's chest. Katie didn't know what to do at first, but soon settled on wrapped her arms around her, and holding her as she continued to cry.

"It's okay, My. It's okay." Katie soothed, and only a few moments later, did Maya stop, wiping her nose on the sleeve of her thin long sleeved shirt. "Now, do you want to tell me what happened?"

"No." Maya said quietly, "But uhm… I think I should."

"Yeah, I think that's best."

Maya barely nodded, before she let her sister in her room, and softly closed the door.

"Okay." Katie said, as Maya took a seat on the edge of her bed, Katie soon taking the seat beside her. She turned towards her, "Tell me what's wrong."

"You're going to hate me."

"I could never hate you." Katie responded, "You're my baby sis."

A small smile came across Maya's face, but it soon left, as tears started to stream down her cheeks again.

"I…I think that… uhm, that..." She was stuttering, as it was hard for her to come to terms with herself, let alone tell her sister about it.

"Maya… it's okay, you can tell me." Katie assured her in a soft voice, looking at her concerned.

Maya closed her eyes for a moment, before opening them and looking right at her sister. Then—much like earlier in class—she just let it all out.

"I had sex with Cam, and now I think I might be pregnant." She just blurted it all out. She barely gave her sister enough time for her to think before she continued. "I puked in class today in front of everyone and then got sent to Simpson's office for yelling at my teacher before that. And then on my way there, I had a talk with Cam in the hallway, but he still doesn't know. I don't want him to know. He doesn't deserve to know, right? Even though I still have feelings for him and… I just don't know anymore. Katie. You have to help me, I don't know what to do."

She finally stopped and noticed that Katie was now starting to respond to what she'd just revealed. Though she still hadn't said anything, which worried Maya.

"Katie, please say something." Maya pleaded. "And please don't let it be that you hate me for what I did." Her eyes filled with tears again, as Katie abruptly stood up, and started to pace around her room.

"You're—you're pregnant?" That was the only thing that Katie's mind registered at the moment. The fact that her baby sister was probably carrying a baby herself.

"I—I don't really know. I haven't taken a test yet."

"Why not? How long have you suspected it?"

Maya looked away. "Uhm like three weeks. But I've been throwing up every morning for like five weeks now on and off; some mornings I did, and other mornings I didn't."

"What about your period? Did you notice that you weren't getting it?"

Maya shook her head, "I was just so stressed out."

"From what? You're fourteen years old! What on earth do you have to be stressed about?"

Now Maya was getting pissed off, she stood up and faced her sister. "I don't know, Katie! Maybe my music? Or maybe my schoolwork? Just a guess though."

"Maya! Focus! You're going to be a mother—possibly! Do you know how—how young you are—and how… how many people are going to judge you at school? I mean you could, you could—" She cut herself off, not wanting to think too far into the future. "Why on earth would you do something like this? What were you thinking?"

"I wasn't thinking! Clearly, I wasn't. But oh I don't know. I was in love with Cam at the time, and we knew that we were ready. Or at least I did. I don't really know about him anymore since we're broken up now but—"

"Is that why you broke up?" Katie demanded, "Is it because you had sex and that was all he wanted?"

Maya bit her lip, shaking her head, as she thought of the real reason why they broke up. "It wasn't even close to that reason."

"Then what was it?"

"I really don't want to talk about it." Maya responded, "It's really no one's business. No matter how many times you or Tori or Tristan or Zig or anyone else try to get it out of me, I'm refuse to tell you. So I'd stop trying to figure it out… like now."

"Fine." Katie said, calming down. She then did something Maya wasn't expecting, as she hadn't done it since they were kids. She took Maya's hand in hers, and held it tightly, rubbing her thumb along the back of it, which always, always calmed Maya no matter what the situation was. She started to visibly relax, so Katie continued. "I'm sorry for freaking out on you earlier, but you know. I'm always here if you need me, and I'm going to stick by you, no matter what."

Maya nodded, "I understand why you freaked out. I probably would've if I was in your position and you were in mine."

"That's the thing, Maya." Katie said quietly, "You were in my position. Remember?"

Maya tried to think back to it, but she really couldn't remember. She shook her head.

"When you found out about my little drug problem and my bulimia."

Now, Maya remembered. She had been the one to find out about both those issues, and had on both occasions convinced Katie to get help. Though, her boyfriend at the time, Drew helped a bit as well with her drug problem.

"Right, now I remember."

Katie sighed, "Alright, let's go to the drugstore and get you a pregnancy test, okay? We'll decide what to do from there, okay?"

Maya nodded, and a moment later, Katie was on her way walking out of the room, when she stopped her. "Thanks, Katie. For everything." She said quietly, and Katie gave her a soft smile.

"Anything for you, baby sis." And with that, she was out the door.


"This is so awkward." Maya whispered agitatedly towards Katie, as Katie's phone began to ring. "Why can't we just pick whichever one and leave?"

"Because you need the most accurate results." Katie responded. Maya rolled her eyes, as Katie answered the phone. "Hey Jake. Yeah, I'm just with Maya! We're at the drugstore. What are we doing?" She looked at Maya, her eyes a bit wider than normal. "We're uhm… buying tampons."

Maya would've laughed at the irony of the situation—if it were really something she could laugh about at that moment. She just hoped that all her fears were false, and that she had nothing to worry about. She really and truly did.

"Yeah, sorry TMI, I know." Katie laughed a bit nervously, Maya noted. "Uh yeah, sure. You can come by later. Yeah, they can come to. Sure. Okay, cool. See you guys then. Love you too. Bye." And with that, she hung up the phone.

"Who's coming over?" Maya asked her.

"Oh, uh. Just Jake, Clare and Eli. But don't worry. They won't be there for a while."

Maya figured that it must've been nice; to have a boyfriend and two close friends and not have the worry that you were pregnant. She only wished she could feel like that again. Worry free and baby free.

"Okay. Here's one that looks legit. Let's buy it and go." Maya nodded, and they took off towards the counter together. They quickly bought the test—ignoring the judgy look from the cashier, and practically ran to Katie's car.

The cold December air nipped at them, and Katie quickly turned on the heat and drove off towards their house. Maya sadly looked out the window at all the Christmas and New Year's decorations, wishing with everything inside her that she could have a happy one this year. But she knew that with the break up and possible pregnancy, it wasn't going to be a happy one at all.


"Okay, pee on the stick and then we wait three minutes." Katie instructed, reading the label on the back of the box.

"Three minutes?" Maya demanded, incredulously. "That's way too long of a wait."

"Well, send a letter to the brand who made this then. Maybe they can make one so you don't have to wait." Katie shot back, barely looking up at her as she continued to read the instructions.

"Hah. Hah" Maya muttered back, sarcastically as she disappeared behind the washroom door.

"Hurry though! Dad, KC, and Lisa will be back any second! And Jake, Clare and Eli will be here soon too!"

"Yeah, right. Katie. Thanks. No pressure!" Maya responded, as she tried to pee on the stick, but found it was kind of hard to do under pressure. "Uhm, problem. I can't pee."

"Why not?" Katie asked her, her voice sounding a bit stressed.

"Because I'm under pressure! I can't pee under pressure!"

"Oh god." Katie groaned, face palming. "Just wait a few minutes, then maybe you'll pee and everything will work out."

"Everything will work out? It's not like a math test. It's a fucking pregnancy test."

"I'm aware of what it is, Maya. Now stop talking and do what I just said!"

"Okay, god. So testy. You'd think you were the possibly pregnant one." Maya sighed, running her fingers through her hair, she stared down at the test. How could she have gotten herself in this mess? What if Cam had been right? What if they weren't ready? Though at the time, he seemed more than willing to. Afterwards though, she could see he regretted it, even if he didn't want to admit it.

She had to accept sometimes that it was not only a night of passion and sort of a step towards growing up in a way, but also a mistake. Cam made it seem like it was a mistake, and now she was starting to think it was true. The whole night was just a giant mistake, and now she was going to have to live with it for the rest of her life.

"So, what's going on?" She heard a different voice that wasn't Katie's, and looked up confused.

"Uh, KC! What are you doing here?" Katie demanded, her voice surprised. Maya just groaned, and slammed her head against the door. She couldn't believe her stepbrother was there. That was just fucking perfect. He probably knew what was going on too. Though he'd probably be able to help her more than anyone else could ever hope to.

"Uh, I live here? Is there someone in the washroom? I really gotta drop a deuce and it's not helping if someone's going to be a while."

"Yeah uh…Maya's in there." Katie said, "She's gonna be a while though, she had some bad meatloaf surprise at school, and she's really sick. She's been throwing up the past three hours."

Good save, Katie. Good save. Maya thought. Katie wasn't always the best at lying, so for her to pull that out of her ass, was pretty fucking awesome. Major props to her. She made a mental note to give her sister a high five later for that one.

"Gross." She could only imagine the look on KC's face. "Alright, well I guess I'll just use the downstairs one then."

"Yeah, you go do that." Katie responded, and then a moment later, Maya felt something happening and a bit of pressure relief and looked down, only to realize she was peeing on the stick. Finally.

Max walked away, so Katie banged on the door. "You done yet?" She called.

"Y-yeah!" Maya shakily responded, and cleaned up. She put the part she peed on in the clear plastic container and put it on the counter. Then she washed her hands and checked the time on her phone. Her heart fell into her stomach when she saw that Cam (of all people) had texted her.

Hey. I know you're still mad at me and don't want to talk to me, but uhm. I just wanted to let you know that even though we aren't together anymore, I still want to be your friend. As strange as that sounds its true. I'm here if you need me. – Cam

Well, damn. Now she couldn't be mean to him anymore. Even though she was hurt pretty badly, he still had the guts to text her after their little argument in the hallway, and for that, she had to give him credit. At least he was trying, which was more than she could say for a lot of other guys.

Her thoughts about Cam distracted her enough that the time passed by quickly. She slowly picked the stick up, and stared at it. She didn't really know how to react, so shakily; she walked to the door and opened it. Leaning against the doorframe, she shakily held the test out to Katie who had turned around by then and was looking at her.

Her phone went off again, signaling she had another text, but she ignored it.

She could text Cam back later. She could deal with him and everyone else then. Later.

Right now she had more important things to worry and think about.

The fucking test came out positive.

And now, now her life was officially over.


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