9: ZOË

Oh. My. Gosh. Rebecca's pregnant? I didn't know! How did I not know? Why did she not tell me?

Anyway, it's Zoë again. I'll tell you of another of my stories.

It was September 23. I was 11. I was with Joshua, my then best friend, and Rebecca, my then new friend. My mom had taken us to the trampoline park. We had just got home when Joshua and Rebecca followed me to my room. Rebecca was giggling behind me, I didn't know why at the time. We got to my room and Joshua was blushing, and Rebecca was still giggling. We cracked the door and me and Joshua sat down on the bed and looked to Rebecca, who nodded in reassurance. He looked at me and asked me,

"Can I give you a kiss?"

I didn't hesitate to say, "Yes."

Rebecca giggled to my left, and I turned to look at her. She was laughing like a maniac.

"Why are you laughing like that?" I said as Joshua grabbed my chin and gave me my promised kiss.

"I was just the distraction. Y'all probably ain't about to work out." She said, but what I also didn't know then was she was right.

I realized just now, if Joshua and I hadn't broke up, I'd be like her, pregnant at 18. I don't wanna be like that. I wanna be like me, not her.

Anyway, I gotta go. I'm tired. Very tired. Bye!