senior year, high school

you didn’t exactly picture your senior year to look like this, a baby in mind, a boyfriend who became a father, the stress but love at the same time, it all felt strange

the bell rang, snapping you out of your thoughts, you look up to see someone has beat your speed as usual. scara, your boyfriend of 3 years, and the father of the child the two of you accidentally conceived. he had an easy smile on his face

it was terrifying, that day that is, when you found out the pregnancy test you had tried to convince yourself was only a paranoiac conclusion, turned out to be positive. only to be met by shock but also support from him. except, his parents were anything but supportive, unlike yours. so they kicked him out and now he lives with you and your family

raising a newborn baby as teen parents, managing your studies, the stress of having a child and your future, it was something that reigned heavy on the both of you. and yet, despite it all, just looking at his dumb smile puts you at ease for even just a second.

“no time to waste, we have to go back home”

he hurried you, watching impatiently as you packed your belongings in your backpack

“your mom can’t babysit our little one all day”

he reminded. that is true, you set up a system. your parents offered to care for your baby when you two had school, you’d feel bad leaving them waiting too long, they’ve already done a lot