Flash Back

Everyone thought I was beautiful, and the most popular one in school. It always got on my nerves, but now I wish it hadn’t. My name is Emma Anderson and I am eighteen years old. I have blonde hair, blue eyes, and I am particularly tall. I live in Los Angeles, California. It seems like I have a normal, yet typical life doesn’t it? Well it is except for the fact that I am married, and have a one and a half year old son. It is almost Aiden’s two year birthday. Watching him grow more and more is the greatest thing in the world. He and my husband Alan are honestly the best things in my life. I have grown and matured myself over the past years. I just wish that when I got pregnant things didn’t go as badly as they did.
“Hey Emma you are going to the party tonight right?” said my best friend Olivia.
“O yeah I’m going. Do you really think I am going to miss this party?”
“I should have known you were going, see you in a bit,” said Olivia as she hung up the phone.
Olivia is coming over in an hour to get ready for the party. It’s the biggest party of the year. It is Ryan Smiths beach party. His parents own a huge beach house that overlooks the ocean. It is absolutely amazing. So I have to wear something. And Olivia will be coming soon to help me find something.
“Hey Em what are we going to wear?” Said Olivia as she busts through my door.
“I don’t know. I want to wear a dress,” I said looking outside at the hot sun.
“Ok then it looks like we both are,” said Olivia.
Then we started toward to my closet and began to dig. Until we both found a dress that was perfect. Mine was pink with blue, orange, and yellow flowers on it. Olivia’s was purple with seashells on it. She has always liked the dress and now she had a reason to wear it. The next thing to do was our hair. I braided Olivia’s long dark brown hair to the side of her head. I also did Olivia’s makeup but not a lot because neither of us needs it.
It was now 6:30 and we had to leave because the party was starting at 7:00. We drove for about fifteen minutes and then we saw it, the beautiful beach house. Now it is time for the party to start. We walked to the back of the beach house and there had to be a thousand people there. Some swimming, dancing, and eating. I searched the crowd to find him. That him, meaning my boyfriend Alan. Alan and I have only been dating for almost a year now, but I was in love with him. There he was, standing with his friends. I grabbed Olivia and ran toward him. He saw me, and looked right into my eyes. When we met he hugged me tightly.
“Hey what are you up to,” I said.
Alan said, “O nothing just talking to the prettiest girl in the world.”
Then I smiled and kissed him softly.
“Come on guys get a room,” said Olivia with a disgusted look on her face.
We all just laughed.
Olivia wanted to go talk to some of our friends from school, so I went with her. Only after I told Alan I would be back. Olivia and I walked around on the beach for what seemed like an hour before we found a couple of friends from school. We talked for fifteen minutes to one group, and then Olivia would drag me to the next group. I didn’t talk much, all I could do was think about Alan. What was he doing, who was he with, who was he talking to, was he thinking about me to? I told Olivia I was going to walk around, but she didn’t like that too much.
“Emma, are you just going to ditch me like this?” Olivia said as she rolled her eyes.
“No I just don’t feel like standing here anymore, I want to do something else,” I said.
“No you just want to go find your boyfriend, I know you to well,” She said.
“Yeah you do, I’m sorry I will be back, I promise,” I said as I was walking away.
I found him standing there, with a large group of his friends. And of course Allison Thomas. My heart stopped, and I felt like I was going to puke. Like I had been punched in the stomach. Not that he was taking to her, but just him being near her made me mad. So I walked up and kissed him, right in front of her. She can really make the ugliest faces when she is jealous. Allison and I don’t get along, we never have. She is jealous of Alan and me in every way, I don’t know why but she has been ever since we first started dating. Alan knows I don’t like her. It didn’t take long before Alan remembered and quickly grabbed my hand and we left the group. We walked along the beach for a long time without talking until we were far away from the house, and all the noise and commotion. He let go of my hand, then sat and laid back. I followed. We laid there for a long time just looking at the beautiful stars, silent. Then he rolled over and faced me, and the first words were spoken since we had left.
“Emma I love you. You know that right?”
“I love you to and yes I know,” I said with a smile on my face.
“I promise I will never hurt you. You are my one and only,” Allan said.
I knew what he wanted. And I loved him. So I said I know you won’t hurt me Alan, and he pulled me in close and before I knew it we were kissing.
It was about three o’clock in the morning when I arrived back at my house when Alan dropped me off. I knew I was going to get in big trouble by my mom, so I didn’t try to sneak in. I simply walked right in, and started up the stairs to my bedroom. But I didn’t get far before….
“Emma Grey, where have you been? I have been worried sick about you,” Shouted my mother.
“I’m sorry mom I lost track of time. I swear I won’t do it again,” I said, even though I was lying.
“I trusted you tonight, and you do this to me?” My mom sad in a normal voice.
“I am sorry mom it won’t happen again,” I said.
“O ok just promise me you won’t do this again. I am happy you are alright,” My mother said as she hugged me tightly.
My mom is a pretty cool mom if you ask me. Her name is Tammy Miller. My dad’s name is Robert Grey. But since he left my mom when I was one, I don’t really consider him my father. My mom and I don’t talk to him at all. In fact I don’t even know where he is, or where he is living now. And I don’t plan to ever find out.
Three weeks later everything was still the same like getting up and going to school. But I noticed that I was over two weeks late, and that usually never happens. So I went to the only person I could trust, Olivia. When I told her, as usual she asked me a million questions, and then came the big question I was waiting for her to ask.
“Did you? I mean are you?” Olivia said.
“Yes, I think I am,” I said back to her.
“Well I’m here for you Emma. We will settle this after school, ok?”
“Yeah, ok. See you then,” I said as I started walking down the hall.
After school I ran home as fast as I could to meet Olivia. When I got to my house she was already there waiting for me.
“Here Em,” Olivia said as she handed me a pregnancy test and motioned me to go in the house.
I didn’t know what to do. What if I really am pregnant? What will everyone at school think? What would my mom think? What would Alan think? So I ran upstairs and drug Olivia with me to my bathroom and I told her to wait for me outside the door. After I had been in the bathroom for about ten minutes I came out.
“Well?” Olivia said.
“I don’t know. I don’t want to look,” I said
“I will,” said Olivia.
I let her go. When I turned around her faces said it all. She just stared at me motionless. Then she said Emma you really are pregnant. I knew she wasn’t lying, so I began to sob and cry. I didn’t know what to do or say. I couldn’t think. But I knew I had to tell Alan. So later after Olivia left and I was alone in the house because my mom was still at work, I called him.
“Hello.”
“Hi Alan I need to talk to you,” I said trying not to cry.
“What?”
“Well here it goes. I am pregnant,” I said as I lost it and started crying.
“Well are you sure you are?” he said in a scared and concerning voice.
“Yes.”
“I don’t know what to say. I will talk you later Em. I need to think,” He said as he hung up the phone.
Next, I thought it would be good if I told my mom, considering she got home from work and I was already crying. So I called to her to my room and told I had to tell her something.
“Yes?” My mother said as she entered the room.
I said, “Mom I am pregnant.”
Alan and I have been fighting a lot since I told him I was pregnant, and we haven’t talked much. Of course I had to tell my mom and it was one of the hardest things I have ever done. She was really upset with me and I totally understand, but she said she would be here for me no matter what. This made me feel a lot better about the whole thing. Everyone in school found out about me being pregnant to. But shockingly it wasn’t that bad, no one made fun of me about it or said anything rude to me. Everything was going good so far except the fact that I was having a baby at sixteen and I was freaking out.
Nine months later, I gave birth to best thing in the world, my baby boy Aiden Michael Anderson. I love him so much and I hate myself for not wanting to have him. Although I wish I could have been a couple years older before I had him. My mom is a big help with Aiden. Also Alan and I are together and we are happy as a family. We both realized that having a baby wasn’t all that bad in the end.