The rain trickled outside the phone booth window as I sobbed into the phone. I was talking to my little sister. What she had told me had broken my heart. I could barely hear her through the storm but also because she was whispering. She had told me she wasn't allowed to speak to me anymore. That my parents had told her I wasn't a good influence. They were right. But to take my own sister away and keep her out of my life was wrong. I heard my mother shout in the background before the line cut off. I broke down in tears. Why had my life taken a turn for the worst. I was 16 years old and had the perfect life. I was a rich, beautiful, straight A student. I had the perfect friends and perfect boyfriend. Or at least that's what he made himself out to be. It all started at my friend Jessica's party. Somebody put beer in a Sprite bottle and me being stupid enough I drank it. The amount of alcohol I gulped down my throat that night was a record for girls my age. I couldn't even see straight. My boyfriend who had promised to wait for me…took advantage of that moment. He took away my virginity and my life. 1 month later I founded that I was pregnant. When I went to tell him not only was he with another girl. But he told me he never wants anything to do with his own child. I ran home. Soon I was being kicked out and left to die on the streets by my parents. They were strict on religion and did not believe in Sex before marriage. So I wasn't allowed in the house. Now here I am about to have a baby next week. 16 years old. No money. And living in a Shelter for girls like me. Girls Like Me? My name is Gabriella Montez. The father of my child is Ryan E. And this is my story.

I sat in the shelter. The roof leaked as I was sitting at my table with other pregnant girls. We had group circle in a half an hour so we got to eat. Group Circle is where all of us join in a circle and counsular lets us talk about our feelings, stories, problems basically anything that will make us feel better. But it doesn't help at all. To know that your baby daddy don't want nothing to do with you. No guys gunna want you thinking you just gunna get knocked up. And you kicked out of your house with no help from your family?…no talking about problems is gunna take that painful feeling away. I never talk at group sessions. I tend to keep quiet. They always make it sound like we our the victims. We're in charge of our own lives. Unlike the girls in this place im taking responsibility for my actions. I know this is my fault. And I know it was my mistake. Im going to have this baby at 16. Im not going to waste my time whining that 'oh I cant believe this happened to me' when I know im the reason. There's no point. I only have one friend here. Her name's Sharpay Evans. She went to East High as well. We basically clicked when we met. Been best friends ever since. She's due to have a baby boy. Mines is going to be a girl. We kept thinking that they'll end up together when they're older. it's the only happy thought we have in this place. Right now she's eating next to me. Sharpay's always smiling. That's why she's my friend she always finds some way to cheer me up.

"So Gabs…you excited for group?" Sharpay asked biting a carrot.

"Not really…I never tell my story anyways" I said taking a sip out of my dirty glass.

"You should. Francally I think it's the best story a girl's had in this place" Sharpay said smiling and taking another bite of her carrot.

"Yes but im not putting it out there like its some Realistic story that you buy at a book store Shar this is personal and its hard to talk about it" I said sighing.

"And you don't think it wasn't hard for the other girls?…look Gabs the point of going to Group Circle is to lift some weights off your shoulders by telling people your feelings" Sharpay sighed and pointed her pinky at me while her other fingers were holding her glass of water "If you keep all that bottled up your going to explode one day" She sighed.

"What ever Shar…you really think after being practically raped, heart broken, and pregnant at my age…talking about it all is going to wash all the pain away? Please" I said pushing my tray in front of me.

"Why are you so negative all the time?" Sharpay sighed.

"Because im tired of girls walking around here looking at me like im some freak because I don't put my story out there. Maybe I like keeping shit to myself. And also im pissed of everyone pretending to be the victim or like I think im better then them. 1 they fucked up their own lives and so did I. and 2 just because im taking responsibility for my actions doesn't mean I think im better than them." I sighed in relief pulling my hood over my face.

"Wow…How do you feel?" Sharpay smirked. I slowly pulled my hood off. She tricked me into letting my feelings out. I have to admit it did feel better.

"You bitch" I laughed nudging her.

"I might be but I still got a big ass so that's ok" She laughed. I busted out laughing and squeezed her.

"You always make me smile when im down Shar…don't change" I smiled.

"No worries" She smiled and hugged me back. She then looked at the clock. "Oh shoot Groups in two minutes" She said packing up her lunch.

"OH!" I said picking up my food and throwing it away before wabbiling into the room with her. Some girls hadn't arrived yet. I sighed and sat Next to Sharpay. As Usual. She gave my hand a comforting squeeze and then began playing with her fingers. Probabally getting ready to let her feelings out in front of a whole bunch of people. Although I wasn't ready she sure was. I smiled at how confident she was. If only I was as confident. I watched as the consular walked in and I breathed in deeply. Sharpay looked up making her blonde curls bounce. I smiled at her.

"Ok girls…who's going first today?" The woman said sitting down. She was bony. Old. Red hair. Dark circles under her pale green eyes. Red lipstick smeered over the edges of her lips.

Sharpay slowly raised her hand.

"Ok Sharpay what would you like to Share with us?" The woman asked. I looked at Sharpay.

"I recently got a letter from the dad. He lied said that he wishes it could be different. I don't believe him…considering he's probably dating someone else now…" Sharpay sighed. I gave her a comforting small smile.

"How do you feel?" A girl with long straight brown hair. She had blue eyes and a small gap between her two front teeth. That were piercing white. She smiled as her hands rested on her small tummy. She looked about 14? Gosh Im not one to judge but she's so…young.

"I feel…used…pissed…sad…happy-" Sharpay was interrupted by a short African American girl. She was beautiful.

"Sorry to inturrupt but happy?" She asked.

"Happy to be away from all his lies" Sharpay smiled.

"Very Interesting Sharpay…Thank you for Sharing" The woman smiled and turned to the next girl. I looked at Sharpay. How could she be so…confident to just say all that stuff. It still shocked me. Finally group was over. I was so in for a nap. I walked up stairs as Sharpay went to talk to the consular about something. I laid down on my cot and closed my eyes.

"Gabriella?" A voice asked. I slowly opened my eyes. It was the 14 year old from group.

"Oh hi" I yawned and slowly sat up.

"Can I ask you something?" She asked.

"It depends" I asked.

"Do you think its possible for someone to love you after you've made such a huge…" She said looking down at her stomach and then looking back up at me "Mistake?"

"I wouldn't know…yes…maybe? I don't know" I said sighing.

"Oh well thanks…if you ever need anyone to talk to other than that skeleton of a consular…um im here" She smiled.

"Well um…thanks but im fine" I smiled weakly. She nodded and walked out. I was confused. Why had she come to me. Just then Sharpay walked in with an apple.

"What was that all about?" She asked.

"I-I don't know" I said. "She asked me do I think its possible to love someone to love me after making my mistake" I replied.

"Well do you?" Sharpay asked.

"I don't know" I said biting my lip and looking at my hands. After all I've been through it would be nice to believe that. But is there really such a guy out there?…More importantly how would I be able to trust that guy?

Please Review I got this idea.

Xoxo Des