*Four Months Later*

People at school gave me such a hard time about the whole Greg thing. But I managed to get it through some people's heads that it wasn't consensual and word slowly traveled. So fewer and fewer made fun of me. Lately, everyone wanted to know what I was having.

Yep. I decided to keep the baby. My mom was right. My baby hadn't done anything wrong. And there was no way I was giving my baby up for adoption. Today was the day I found out what I was having.

"I think you're having a girl," Nicole squealed.

"See, I think I'm having a boy," I said, placing my hand on my stomach. "My baby's constantly kicking."

"Yeah, I think boy too," Chase said.

"Hi," a guy said from behind.

I turned around and it was a guy from my science class.

"I'm Elliot," he stuck out his hand.

"Lexi," I shook his hand.

I looked at Nicole and Chase and they shrugged.

"Do you wanna go get some dinner with me Friday?" He asked.

"I barely know you," I said. "And I have priorities," I gestured to my pregnant belly.

"I realize that. But you look like you need to have some fun," he said. "And since Greg and his idiot friends are in an alternative school, there's no one really--"

"I'm sorry, but no. You seem nice, but I just can't," I said.

"Okay, well, here's my number. Just in case you ever wanna talk, or you change your mind," he gave me a piece of paper.

"Thanks," I said.

He walked off and I looked at Nicole and Chase.

"Elliot is so sweet! You should go for it," Nicole said.

I shook my head. "I'm about to be a mother. I can't just date guys for the fun of it. I have find this baby a father."

"Maybe Elliot will be the one," she tried.

"I'll think about it," I said. "I have to go. My mom's here to pick me up for my doctor's appointment."

I got in the truck and buckled up.

"How was school today?" She asked.

"Fine. People are starting to be a bit nicer," I said. "I got asked out by a guy named Elliot. Nicole thinks I should go for it."

"Is he nice?" Mom asked.

"Yeah, but I barely know him. And he's too young to be a father."

"Wait, is this Elliot Fisher?" Mom asked.

"Yeah, I think so, why?" I asked.

"I've met his family before. Oh, sweetie, he's so sweet! You should call him," Mom said.

"Right now, I just want to find out what I'm having," I said.

We waited in the doctor's office for thirty minutes before they called my name. Mom came with me and we did the ultrasound.

"Oh, wow," the doctor said.

"What? Is something wrong?" I asked.

"No, it's just um, you're having twins," she said.

"Did you just say twins?"

"One boy, one girl," she nodded.

I looked at Mom. Her jaw dropped and I ran my fingers through my hair. Twins. The doctor cleaned up my stomach and pulled my shirt down. Twins. That word just replayed in my head like a loop. Twins. Twins!

Mom and I left and we went to buy clothes for my baby. Mom wanted to throw me a baby shower, but I didn't need one. But after minutes of arguing, I caved in.

"Have you thought of any names?" Mom asked.

I looked at my belly. "For the girl, Emma or Charlotte. The boy, Griffin or Mason."

"Those are amazing names," she said.

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So what should she name her babies?! Help decide!! Please!!! Love y'all! And thank you -Bohotness- for supporting me and giving me ideas!!
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