"Well I could stay in school, if they let me. Money and housing isn't an issue, her reputation at school was probably shredded so she didn't have that to worry about, all she had to really worry about was AJ. How was he going to respond to this, she didn't even have the slightest idea of how he was going to react.

    "Ugh when did my life become so fucked up?"moaned Amber as she pulled into the parking lot at Wal-Mart. She got out of the car and walked slowly up to the well lit building, it was relatively busy but there wasn't a dead area.

    Catiously Amber walked through the store as if someone she knew was going to see her. Making her way over to the pharamacy area she felt a feeling come over her as if she was being followed. She looked around her as she found the home pregnancy tests she noticed a guy who kept looking at her, when she looked over at him he pretended to be interested in buying tampons. Raising an eyebrow at him, she turned back to the task at hand and searched for a test that would give her quick results.

    "God dammit why do there have to be so many of these things?"whispered Amber as she crouched down to get a better look at them. Looking at them almost brought tears to her eyes, in a matter of time her life could get another violent shake. She picked up a box that gave ninety nine percent accuract results in fifteen minutes, glancing over the instructions she found the cashier in the pharamacy.

    Within minutes she was out of the store and walking back to her car when she felt someone grab her shoulder. Amber almost jumped up two feet in surprised as she went to turn around. She came face to face with the man who had been watching her in the store.

    "Sorry to startle you,"said the man with a bit of a soft southern accent,"I'm Taylor Anderson from Mars Modelling Industry." Amber nodded slightly.

    "I was wondering have you ever thought of modelling? Because you truly are goregous, you should be on the cover of a magazine,"said Taylor.

    "My mother's a model,"said Amber,"But I've never thought of it, she's Francine Castro."

    "Your mother is Francine Castro? I should've guessed it's all in the eyes and the nose,"said Taylor,"Well then since it's in your blood, here's my card, give me a call. We could make you a super model just like your mother. Though I never caught your name."

    "Amber Banks,"said Amber softly and nervously.

    "Beautiful name to go with a beautiful face,"said Taylor,"You're from the LA area?"

    "No Vancouver, Canada,"said Amber.

    "Well you give me a call, I will fly up there just to sign you,"said Taylor,"I swear I have never seen a face like that before in my life, you my dear could be the big thing for a long time." Amber smiled and looked at the card in her hand, at that point she needed someone to shower her in compliments.

    "I might,"said Amber smiling,"If things go the way I want them to here, I just might."

    "Oh please do,"said Taylor. Amber turned and walked back to her car, she was feeling a bit better until she looked over at the bag sitting next to her in the car.

    Amber looked at the slender white stick and waited for her results, she had locked herself in the bathroom when she got back to the motel and refused to even look at AJ. Waiting in that bathroom was the longest moments of her life, she prayed and wished for one line, one pink little line and everything was perfect. They'd go home to Vancover and Amber would seriously consider calling Taylor, but if it was two blue lines, Amber didn't have a clue what she was going to say, what she was going to do, nothing.

    "Barbie, can ya come out and say something? Are you okay?"asked AJ knocking on the door. Amber didn't respond to him as she seen the lines start devloping on the stick, she ignored the door and AJ as she saw one line appear then slowly, another one. A numbness quickly came over her body as she sat on the toilet, refusing to look at the stick she just stared at the wall. Emotionally she was watching her life crumble into a million pieces, she rested her head in her hands as she let reality settle into it's new home.

    "Barbie, baby, are you okay? Answer me?"yelled AJ he was fiddling with the knob trying to open it. Moment later he had picked the lock and swung into the bathroom to find Amber in the state she was in.

    "Barbie, what's wrong?"asked AJ kneeling down to her level. Amber couldn't even meet his eye level as she glanced over him, she stood up slowly and walked out of the room.

    "Amber what's wrong?'asked AJ with real concern in his voice as he followed her out.

    "Oh nothing,"said Amber sarcastically as she turned to face him,"Everything is just fucking great, I'm in some cheap sleezy hotel, with my boyfriend who knocked me up. I have turned into my worst nightmare, my worst fucking nightmare. Do you know where I should be? You wanna fucking know where I should be AJ? In the Hilton, in the Bel Air hotel, the Beverly Hills hotel, not this shit hole. I'm Amber Banks, I should be a model. Do you know some guy told me I was beautiful today? He told me I was truly beautiful, that I should be on the cover of a magazine, that I could be a super model just like my mother. I almost laughed in the guy's face and told him, fat pregnant teenagers aren't truly beautiful, they're pretty trailer trash, Alexa was right about me, I've lost it." AJ stood looking at her with a look of confusion on his face, she's pregnant? he thought slowly, oh shit.

    "What are you saying?"asked AJ.

    "That I shouldn't be here, I shouldn't be pregnant. It doesn't get much more clearer than that,"said Amber before stomping out of the room. AJ followed her.

    "So you're pregnant? Is it mine?"asked AJ not knowing what he wanted his answer to be.

    "Yes and yes,"said Amber loudly. Nick and Laura were sitting outside of Laura's with Laura's boyfriend.

    "Now if you have a problem with any thing, I'll be at the Beverly Hills hotel, might as well get in what else I can before I'm a single mother that no one wants,"yelled Amber before turning and walking to the parking lot.

    "Come back here,"said AJ grabbing her arm before she walked out of the pool area,"What that hell has gotten into you?"

    "I am pregnant,"said Amber loudly and slowly,"I am pregnant, I am seventeen, I am a socilite, this is not suppose to happen to me. See AJ, us little rich girls, we have sex but we don't flaunt it, and I'm sure getting pregnant is a way of flaunting it." AJ looked at her with hurt eyes, here she was walking away from him again.

    "Don't leave me,"said AJ.

    "I'm not staying here, here in this hell hole,"said Amber,"And I don't care who the hell likes it or not, but I'm going back to my rich girl stage, enough of this willing to try new things girl you turned me into, I'm not happy like that." AJ was kinda surprised at her actions, he hadn't really noticed a change in her but if she felt he had changed her.

    "Can I come with you?"asked AJ. Amber stood there and closed her eyes, she didn't know if she needed time alone or time with AJ. Absently she nodded and felt his grip on her loosen. They walked to the car and got in leaving whatever they had there gone, Amber was paying for the room in cash so she really didn't care what happened to the place.

    An hour later they walked into the Beverly Hills Hotel, Amber strode confidently up to the check in desk and slapped her credit card down on the desk.

    "I have an account here under Will Banks,"said Amber. The clerk looked at her strangely then typed in the account name.

    "Miss Amber Banks?"asked the clerk checking the credit card.

    "Yes, now I want your best suite,"said Amber.

    "Yes Mam."said the clerk typing in the information for a room.

    "Then have the hotel shop send up every black dress in a size five, every black heel in a size seven. At eleven pm exactly I want manicurist in my room prompt, then have two plates of your finest pasta sent to my room as soon as possible,"demanded Amber,"I also want you to find some of those Enigma cds I know you have in my room with the pasta."

    "Will this be on the card Miss Banks or on to the account?"asked the clerk.

    "The account, and have the winter editions on each cataloge in the area sent to my room, I need to do some shopping,"said Amber. AJ stood back in a amazement, Amber just shot out demanding order and this man who was close to twice her age was takening them down as fast as he could.

    "Any thing else Miss Banks?"asked the clerk.

    "No, but I will call room service if I think of any thing else,"said Amber taking the room key cards from him.

    "You are in room twenty three oh six,"said the clerk,"Please enjoy your stay Miss Banks." Amber nodded then lead AJ to the large golden elevators. Amber pressed the button and within seconds one of the elevators opened, they both walked in.

    "Floord twenty three,"said Amber to the bellhop running the elevator.

    "A little demanding down there,"said AJ as they started going up.

    "Well get use to it,"said Amber,"It's gonna be around a helluva lot more."