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didn’t answer me. He stood up and said, “Are you ready?
    “You didn’t answer me,” I said.
    “It’s time to go.”
    Just then three girls came bounding over, “Kellan, how are you?” A tall brunette asked, putting her arms around him.
    “I’m good, thanks,” he said, pulling the girls’ arms from around his neck.
    The three girls chatted and flirted with him until he finally said, “We have to go. It was good seeing you all again.”
    “This is your little sister, right?” the brunette asked, bending down and smiling at me.
    “I’m not his sister. He’s my best friend!” I said, standing on the tip of my toes, trying to appear taller.
    “That’s cute,” the girl said, smiling at Kellan.
    “We have to go,” Kellan said, again.
    He took my hand and led me in the opposite direction the girls headed.
    “Who were they?” I asked, irritated at them.
    “Girls I went to high school with. They’re really annoying,” he said, obviously irritated with them, as well.
    “You should be used to it, girls are always making excuses to talk to you,” I said. “They were pretty, too. You used to talk to girls all the time.”
    “Yeah, well, that was before I was engaged…and a father-to-be,” he said, and rolled his eyes.
    “Why do you have to marry her?”
    “Because I got her pregnant…that’s why. Remember that when some guy tries to…and remember, he may not stand by you.”
    “It’s not really an issue,” I said, knowing I was still that ugly, skinny, gangly girl.
    “It will be. Trust me, you’re not done filling out yet, and when you do, you’re going to be a knockout! So, don’t let some guy talk you into anything!”
    “Is that what you did? You talked her into…?”
    “No, it was…mutual. But, it’s still my baby, so I have to stand by her.”
     
    We were quiet on the ride back to Brianna’s house. We were invited to dinner with her and her family. The mood was still pretty quiet at the dinner table.
    “Okay, what’s going on?” Mrs. Benson asked when she could no longer stand the silence.
    Kellan looked over at Brianna and said, “I guess we should tell them.”
    She glared at him, “There’s nothing to tell,” Brianna said, “We’re just having a disagreement.” She was evidently not ready to face the music.
    Kellan said, “How long do you think you can hide it?”
    “Kellan, we’re not having this discussion right now.” She was angry, and everyone at the table could see it.
    “Fine.” Kellan went back to pushing food around on his plate.
    “Okay then, Abby, tell us how you’ve been? How’s school? You’re a sophomore now, right?”
    “Yes. And, it’s fine,” I said sadly, feeling bad for Kellan.
    “I’m not getting much interaction from anyone tonight. I wish someone would tell me what’s going on?” She looked at me and I looked down at my plate, not wanting to get in the middle of Kellan and Brianna’s problem.
    “I’ll bet you’re happy that Kellan’s home?”
    “Yeah, of course. I missed him,” I smiled, and then realized something, and before I thought about it, I blurted out, “Since you’re getting married, does this mean you’re going to move back here?”
    Kellan and Brianna both looked up at me. I covered my mouth with my hands and mumbled, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…”
    “You told her?” Brianna snapped.
    “She’s not stupid, she knew something was wrong,” Kellan said.
    “You’re getting married?” Mr. Benson said, standing up at the head of the table.
    Brianna looked down, refusing to say anything. 
    Kellan stood up and said, “Um, yeah, we’re getting married. We were going to tell you…”
    Mr. Benson completely ignored Kellan and towered over his daughter, “Are you…pregnant?”
    Brianna still refused to talk. Her mother spoke up and said, “Brianna?”
    Still no response.
    “Brianna, you told me you got your depo shot. You did, didn’t you? I paid for it,” her mother said.
    “What do you