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It's like i'm hungry all the time,

but the baby takes up so much room,

I'm full after, like, three bites.

I have heartburn. Do you get that?

Ugh, that's the worst.

It's like your body is somebody else's

all of a sudden.

I know, I feel like I swallowed an alien.

And I don't get sick anymore,

but the smell of onions in this place

makes me think about it.

Careful. Don't want to catch

their pregger germs.

Come sit with us.

I'll just see you in P.E.

'kay.

Hi, Gaby. What's up?

I was hoping you'd look over the rough draft

of my senior project paper.

Yes. I just have to write myself a note.

I-I think it's cool you're still going to graduate.

Why wouldn't I graduate?

I don't know, I just...

Thought you might not care anymore...

Or something.

Hey, mom.

How did it go today?

You want me to tell you you were right, don't you?

Gaby, I didn't want to be right.

Mostly, I didn't want to be right.

Now, here we see a brown-eyed kid

with a blue-eyed mother

and a brown-eyed father.

Brown is the dominant gene,

and that's usually how it works.

But what about the case of two brown-eyed parents

producing a green-eyed child?

The mailman did it?

No.

Yeah, Gaby.

Both parents have to have the recessive green gene.

Right, and does anyone know the odds

a child born to this couple would have green eyes?

Maddy?

Oh, um...

Gaby, what about you?

One out of four.

Exactly.

All right, guys, this is the type of visual aid

I want to see in your gene pool project.

It is a team project.

I've assigned you partners.

I don't know what's worse.

You being stuck with miss future prom queen

on the project--

Oh, come on, Maddy's not that bad.

Or me being stuck with him.

So if you and me had a kid,

guess what color eyes he'd have?

Ew!

Do not talk about me and you making babies.

Ever.

I'm erasing the that thought from my mind right now.

Fine, but my kids

are going to be pro football players,

so you're gonna miss out on all that money.

Oh, Emily, are you okay?

I have no idea what i'm doing for my senior project.

No prob. You got time.

I thought you were going to do a music video.

A video isn't serious enough.

She's right.

We're supposed to do research, get all analytical.

I'm designing a bad-ass web page.

You're welcome for that idea, by the way.

What about you, Gaby?

You gonna cure cancer,

something easy like that?

Perhaps.

Do you ever do anything...

Ah, what is it... Fun?

Hey.

Sorry I was late.

You loco, this is a one-way street.

Hey, Gaby,

maybe you should teach your boyfriend

the rules of the road, huh?

Yeah.

Sorry about that, Mr. Greene. Won't happen again.

Bye-bye.

Are you kidding?

It's been two years,

and you're still getting in trouble?

I thought you'd think I forgot you,

go with someone else.

I'd never think you'd forget me.

What's wrong?

I'm trying to decide what to do

for my senior project.

Oh, do cage fighting.

I'm not going to do cage fighting.

Why not? You're pretty tough.

You think you're all prepared, huh?

Wait, wait, wait.

Gaby...

You keeping my boy in line?

I'm trying.

Are you staying for supper? I'm making posole.

I love it.

Um, I just have to ask my mom.

Tell her she's invited, too.

Mom, mom, go inside already.

I'm trying to make out with my girlfriend.

Oh, hush, no one's talking to you.

What were we talking about?

We're done talking.

Javi, what are you doing here?

I just spoke to mom. She wants you home.

I'll take her home.

Why don't you go in your house and mind your own business?

I'll call you later.

Well, are we going?

When are you gonna drop that guy?

Why can't you ask me normal questions?

You're too young to be so caught up in a boyfriend--

like, "hey, how is school?"

"You know, school's really good.

I'm getting straight "a"s so far this semester--"

you keep saying you want to go to college?

You know, you marry this guy--

married!

Who said anything about getting married?

Besides, Jorge won't work in that warehouse

the rest of his life.

He wants to open his own garage.

He wants to be a grease monkey like me?

You're the one who has to do something

to make mama proud.

It's too late for the rest of us.

You're the only one left, Gaby.

I know you're trying to look out for me.

I know that, okay?

It's too bad you don't appreciate it.

Hey.

Hi, baby.

Why did you have Javi bring me home?

I didn't.

Do you see how he is?

He acts like he's my dad--

he's the closest thing you've got.

He really needs to lay off me and Jorge.

He's just afraid you're gonna get pregnant.

It happened to him and his girlfriend

when he was your age.

I'm not him.

Well, it happened to your sister,

and to me.

Mom, you know it doesn't just "happen."

Except for when it does.

You think it's never going to happen to you,

and that's when you get into trouble.

Getting pregnant is the easiest thing in the world.

Raising a baby is the hardest--

I know, I know.

No, Gabriella, you don't,

and I don't want you to.

Phillip's head?

We've been together over a year now.

How long before Javier realizes

I'm actually good enough for you?

It only took you six months.

More like nine.

He needs to get over that.

Why you don't just go buy a new toaster?

That thing's older than me.

Would you give up on a car

just because it needed a little work?

No.

We're going to go to the park with Aaron and Claire.

Love you.

Be back by 10:00.

All right, peace.

Just be careful.

Jorge, show her we're careful.

What?

Show her the condoms in your wallet.

What are you doing?

She thinks I'm going to get knocked up.

I don't want her to worry.

Yes, Jorge, ease my mind.

Show me.

Show you the...

Show you, uh...

Then they show up at the park,

and Jorge is all pissed,

because she made him

show her mom his condoms.

Okay, and his wallet was stuffed.

I can't believe you did that.

Dude, I would have killed to see Jorge's face.

What about her mom's face?

Well, I wanted to prove to her

that I'm not going to end up like her and my sister--

Oh, yes, you will.

All the chicks on your side of town

get knocked up early.

It's really only a matter of time.

Shut up, douche.

Whoa, not true.

But just in case,

here's a back-up.

Okay, I'm thinking now might be a good time

to start the unit on the hormonal system.

Chapter five, guys, let's review.

Hi, Gaby.

What do you need?

I wanted to talk about my project,

to see if you think Mr. Greene will approve.

Well, he almost never says no, but go ahead.

I have this cousin who I never really get to see

because she got put in a foster home,

and I was thinking of doing a project

about what it's like to be a foster kid.

That's the kind of non-fluffy project

I'd like to see.

But you know you can't just

look up statistics on the Internet

and call that a project.

You have to come up with a research component,

and demonstrate that you challenged yourself...

I want to interview some kids

and spend the night in their house,

and videotape what it's like.

Perfect.

Well, I don't know any foster kids besides my cousin.

I do.

And so do you.

Tyra Wilkins.

Now hamstrings!

Get down there and stretch!

So, my project's not officially approved,

but Ms. Strahle says

that she thinks it will be,

and then I could start interviewing you

and asking you questions.

Come on girls, get lower!

Like what kind of questions?

Like, how did you end up in a foster home?

Um... I don't know.

My mom couldn't take care of me, I guess.

She had me when she was only 16.

Bring that same foot forward, and...

Stretching into calves.

I guess I always knew I'd have a kid young, too.

I just found out I'm, like, two months pregnant.

Oh, wow.

I'm so excited.

You're excited?

Well, yeah.

I mean, everyone's giving me a hard time,

but I don't care.

Babies are so sweet.

Now moving to arms!

Texting is not exercise!

So--

Less talking, more moving, ladies.

Gaby, I named you squad captain for a reason.

So you planned it?

No!

Devin was so mad.

But it's, like, I wasn't surprised.

Everyone's always telling me I'm going to get pregnant.

Yeah, people say the same thing about me.

Wouldn't that be crazy if you got pregnant, too?

It's like, maybe then,

people would shut up.

What do you mean?

Okay, bring it in.

Would everyone pile on you

and tell you how dumb you are for having a kid?

No.

You're, like, honors everything.

It's, like, if you were to get pregnant,

maybe people wouldn't be so judgmental about it,

you know?

Hey.

Want to go to the movies?

Or do you have a lot of homework?

I can't.

It's my sister's birthday.

We're going to have a party for her in the park.

And you're just now telling me?

Oh, w-wait,

I'm not invited?

No, it's not like that--

come on, I always invite you to my stuff.

Javi's going to be there.

Well, good.

I want him to have to deal with me.

Maybe you're going to have to deal with the fact

that he's never going to accept you.

If you don't want me to go, I won't go.

What's with you?

I'm just, I'm thinking about my senior project.

I think i've changed my mind about what I want to do.

Mom, oh, my god!

It's gorgeous.

You made this just for me?

Well, for the top half of you.

Happy birthday.

Thank you...

Did you ask mom

if you could invite him?

Man, what is your problem, huh?

What did I ever do to you?

Look, I have nothing against you.

I just think you guys are both too young

to be so tied up together.

Not now, Javi.

I'm gonna give you a piece of advice.

I'm telling you this for your own good.

You stay with her,

one day, you will get a little drunk,

a little careless, and then boom,

you will be a daddy.

Oh, my god!

And then your whole life,

it's gonna head straight down the toilet--

What do I have to do

to get you to just leave us alone?

Look, man,

I'm serious.

Do yourself and Gaby a favor, just stay away from her.

I remember you doing the exact same thing

when you were that age.

I'd have to give you two baths

to get all that dirt out of your hair.

Between your brothers and your sisters and you,

I spent my whole life cooking and cleaning,

and bathing and feeding...

I'm just now catching my breath.

No more little ones.

Not yet.

What's that supposed to mean?

Javi's so sure I'm going to get pregnant,

maybe that's what I should do.

I've really been thinking about it,

what would happen

if I actually did get pregnant.

Would people treat me differently?

What did you just say?

I know what I'm going to do for my senior project.

I'm going to pretend to be pregnant,

and I want you to help me.

You don't know what you're saying.

A-A fake pregnancy?

That's not a school project,

that-that's just plain crazy.

What's crazy is Javi, and you, and everyone

telling me the terrible things that will happen

if I get pregnant.

Like I might as well dive head first into a toilet.

You're exaggerating.

If I tell people in December,

I can do my presentation in April,

and not have a big fat belly at prom--

Gaby, stop!

If you tell people that you're pregnant,

you'll lose respect.

You'll lose your friends--

You don't know that.

I do know that! I've been there!

Well, I don't, and I want to know what it's like.

I can tell you what it's like.

Sonya can tell you.

It's not the same as living it.

I want to know

how my friends will react,

my teachers...

Teachers! Oh, my god.

Gaby, trust me, this is not a good idea.

Why won't you trust me?

Mom, please.

I want to do a project about something that's important,

and this feels really important to me.

You used to always believe in me.

You are not arguing fair.

You know I can't do this without you.

Mom, please say that you'll help me.

You're so stubborn.

Of course, I'll help you.

And what about Jorge?

You have to get him to agree to it.

Fake being pregnant? Are you crazy?

I'm not crazy.

Okay, not-not crazy.

Just, um, just nuts.

Will you be serious for, like, a second?

I just can't believe you're being serious.

My mom got pregnant at 15.

My sister was 16,

and Javi was 17

when we became a dad.

They think they know what it's going to be like for me,

like, how people are going to treat me.

And you want me to pretend to be the father.

Yes, you!

Who else but you?

Look...

I'd research teen pregnancy,

I'd see what happens to the girls

after they have babies.

What, and no one in your family will know

you're not having a baby

except for your mom?

I mean, you're not going to tell Javier?

No, especially not Javier.

He'll kill me. Come on...

Maybe, like, maim you.

If he thinks you're going to be

the father of my baby,

he's going to have to accept you.

Okay.

I'll do it.

You'll let people think you got me pregnant?

If Mr. Greene lets you do it,

which I doubt.

You think he'll let you

pull this big-ass hoax on the whole school?

Come on...

That's not what it is.

What would you call it, then?

Int... Interesting proposal.

You think I'm crazy, too.

No, no, I didn't say that.

You've clearly done your research.

You-you say your mom is on board with this?

Yes, and so is Jorge.

You read my purpose statement.

I did. I did...

Still, seems like a drastic way

to get the information that you want.

Well, it's not just information for me.

I'd be like a mirror

for everyone in this school.

To show them what?

What they do, what they say,

what they think

when someone they know gets pregnant.

But there must be something you're trying to prove

by doing this.

Well, yeah.

I want to prove that even if I did get pregnant,

I'd still be able to go after my dreams.

That pregnant girls

don't have to become statistics.

Teen moms are less likely to finish high school,

go to college, get a job.

More likely to end up on welfare--

It's not that I don't see the educational value

of what you're trying to do, it's just--

It's just you have to say no.

I should definitely say no.

It just seems way too risky

for the school, for you...

But I am not in the habit

of squelching dreams,

without at least thinking about it.

Give me a chance

to work out the possible repercussions.

So you might say yes.

Don't count on it.

Make sure you have a back-up idea.

I have tons of ideas.

It's...

This is the one I really want to do.

Well, you must.

Because you're going to give up

any kind of normal senior year to do this.

Leave it to Gaby to come up with something like this.

It meets the criteria that you set--

ambitious projects

that stretch the student.

I mean, you gotta admit,

this would be a hell of a stretch.

So many things could go wrong.

Sure.

Gaby could be ostracized and not be able to handle it.

Jorge might catch a little flack.

Someone could find out the truth.

You know how teachers talk.

We won't tell them.

Do you know how upset they'll be

if we keep them in the dark?

It's not my job to be popular.

Trevor...

If this were your daughter,

would you approve?

As her principal, yes.

As her father, no.

It's far too risky,

but Gaby's mom is on--

Gaby's mom is on board.

That's all I want to know from you,

are you on board with this?

Because I won't approve it if you're dead set against it.

Come on, Strahle.

You've got more pure love for education

than any teacher I know.

Don't tell me you're not excited

about what Gaby might learn from this,

what the other kids might learn.

Don't tell me you don't wanna know

what's going to happen.

Of course I do.

Get her working on the letter of intent.

I want the superintendent to sign off on this.

I don't want any negative fallout for the school.

Okay.

You should tell Javier the truth.

Mom, you know how he is.

He thinks he knows best about everything.

If he doesn't like the idea, he'll try to ruin it on purpose.

I don't see him taking it well, do you?

I'm not doing it to hurt him.

Besides, it's none of his business,

even if I was pregnant.

When you have a baby,

it becomes everyone's business.

Your privacy goes away, you'll see.

That's the first thing I'm going to put in my journal.

See, I'm getting results already.

You think this is a game,

but you cannot predict what's going to happen.

It's not about predicting it.

I'm just going to observe and report on it.

You think this won't affect you?

Well, it's definitely going to affect Javier,

and, god only knows, what he'll do.

You might want to tell Jorge

to lay low for a while.

The superintendent signed my letter of intent?

He's new,

he still likes bold moves.

Either that,

or your phone call was very convincing.

So this officially means that my project has started?

As soon as I sign this letter.

But what's this last paragraph?

"Once underway,

the project must be allowed to reach completion."

Uh, that was Gaby's addition.

I told her it wasn't necessary, but she insisted.

I don't want to lie to people for nothing.

If I start, you have to let me finish.

You're a piece of work, Rodriguez.

Feel free to begin

project fake pregnancy.

I can't believe it,

they're actually gonna let you tell everyone you're pregnant?

Yeah,

this is really gonna happen.

I have to tell my mom and dad--

no, no, you can't.

What? Why not? You told your mom.

Yeah, 'cause I need her to help me,

and she can keep a secret.

Besides, if they don't know,

then I can put their results in my presentation.

So you want to use my parents

as Guinea pigs?

It's not about using anyone--

no, I never agreed to lie to them.

So, what are you saying?

You're not going to help me?

No, I'm saying that my mom and my dad have to know.

Okay, fine,

but they're going to tell your sister,

and your sister's going to tell your cousins,

and, in two days,

the whole town's gonna know.

You know it's true.

It's just kind of a cold thing to do to them.

It's cruel.

You know, just forget it.

It never would have worked anyway.

All right, fine, fine.

I won't tell my parents.

It's not gonna be worth it

if you're mad at me the whole time.

I won't be mad.

So when are we supposed to make this pretend kid?

Homecoming.

This weekend.

Hey, guys,

check it out.

Pregasaurus patheticus.

I heard her boyfriend dumped her

when he found out.

You don't have to call her names.

What? I'm just telling it like it is.

No, you're being a jerk.

What's with you?

Don't worry about it...

Okay, you usually ignore

the stupid stuff that comes out of his mouth.

Okay...

You can't tell anyone this.

Like, no one.

Fine. What?

I'm tired of hearing people

trash girls who get pregnant,

so for my senior project,

I asked to do a social experiment

on what it's like...

To be pregnant in high school.

You are not going to get yourself knocked up?

No. Shh!

I'm going to fake it.

How are you going to fake a pregnancy!

Shut up! Somebody's going to hear you--

Gaby?

Claire?

Everything okay?

Yeah, we're... yeah.

I was just, uh...

Looking for the restroom.

Okay, then.

By the way, Mr. Myers,

um, thank you for my letter of recommendation.

I've been sending it out for all my college apps.

Well, everything I said is true.

I don't think there's anyone in this school

who has more potential than you, Gaby.

Thank you.

You got it.

I've got to go find DJ and Aaron

and kill them for not picking me up.

Whoa!

Sorry, Mr. Greene.

Nice.

Hey, Mr. Greene.

Hey.

I was going over the timeline for your proposal.

Tonight's the big night, right?

Go watch the game.

Have a good evening.

Bye.

Bye-bye.

Come on, come here.

Come here.

What?

What?

You want everyone to think we're making a baby here?

No.

I just wanted to be alone for a minute.

I want us to have some fun tonight

before everything changes.

Nothing's gonna change between you and me.

I'm always gonna love you.

Come here.

So, you know what to say, right?

Yes, I know what to say.

You're the one who looks all nervous about it.

I'm not nervous.

It's just...

Okay, what if we can't pull it off?

What if somebody finds out halfway through,

and I can't finish the project?

Okay, do you want to bail now?

Because we can bail--

I already told everybody my period's late.

Well then, let's just have fun with it.

Pretend like we're doing a play.

Okay.

...it's more complicated than you think.

You have to have

these foam cardboard things for each tier of the cake.

Cool.

I mean, you should let me, uh,

come taste-test your frosting.

Ew.

Smooth.

Look, do you guys have to talk about food?

Gaby's feeling sick.

Oh, god, don't breathe your germs on me.

I don't have germs.

I just...

Don't feel like eating.

I'm nauseous.

You should eat something.

You know you have to.

At least drink the milk.

Dude, why are you getting her to drink milk?

She never drinks milk.

Well, she has to now.

Why?

I hope she's not throwing up again.

That was awesome,

running off like you had to throw up.

This is going to be a lot harder than I thought.

Okay, what's going on?

You're feeling sick,

you have to drink milk?

Just tell her.

I'm... pregnant.

You can't be.

You're the one

who's obsessed about being careful.

You can't be pregnant.

Well, she is.

Okay, well...

It's out now.

I never thought that she would take it so hard.

Well, isn't that the point?

To find out how people are going to react?

I need you to write down

everything you hear people say about me, okay?

Where are you going?

I have to go tell Mr. Myers

before he hears from someone else.

She told me she was pregnant.

You're kidding me, right?

What?

No, it's true. She told me.

Wow. I can't believe it...

Gaby Rodriguez is pregnant...

What?

Are... are you serious?

Yes. I'm pregnant.

Look, um...

Gaby, if-if you need someone to...

Talk through your options--

No, I could never get an abortion.

Adoption is sometimes the most loving option.

I'm keeping it.

Are you... Are you okay?

Are you taking care of yourself?

Do you have a doctor?

Um, I'm okay.

I don't suppose this is how you envisioned

your life unfolding.

No, but...

I'm going to work really hard in class,

and do all the things I planned to do.

Well, if there's anything I can do.

Thank you.

You're, um...

Thank you.

I knew Mr. Myers would be nice about it,

but I hated lying to him like that.

I just want to go home.

Well, just one more class, and then you're done.

Done with day one, you mean.

I still have,

like, 150 more to go.

...did you hear Gaby Rodriguez

got herself pregnant?

What a waste of a life.

That girl has such a good head on her shoulders.

I don't know what she was thinking.

I need you to write down

everything you hear people say about me.

So everyone at school thinks you're having my kid now?

What, people gave you crap?

Kind of.

I was all embarrassed,

as if I was really pregnant.

We have to tell our families,

before they hear from anyone else.

Yeah?

No, mom, I already told you,

I don't want you to lie to Javi--

Gaby?

I don't want him yelling at you.

Mom--

Javier, it's your mother.

I have something to tell you,

and you're not going to like it, but...

Gaby's pregnant.

Hello? Javier?

I knew this was gonna happen.

Ma, she hasn't learned one damn thing

from the rest of us.

Javier--

No! Okay?

I'm coming over right now.

What did he say?

I couldn't hear him.

Mom, I have to put it in my journal.

You can ask him yourself.

He's on his way over.

So, uh, Gaby's telling people at school

that she's been feeling sick in the mornings.

Aw, I hope she feels better soon.

She's been telling her friends

that her period is two weeks late.

She talks about her period?

She should be more modest.

Are you trying to tell us your girlfriend is pregnant?

Jorge...

Is that true?

Mom?

Mom, he's here!

He just needs to yell.

He doesn't have the right to yell at me.

Besides,

if he loves me, he'll have my back, right?

I hope he forgives you when he finds out the truth.

Hey!

Word on the street is you're pregnant.

Yeah, I guess so.

I hope you don't think I jinxed you.

You know, when I said it would be cool

if you had a baby, too.

No, it's not, um...

I don't blame you.

Good.

So, are you excited, or...?

I don't know what I am yet.

I know.

It takes forever to sink in.

It's finally hitting me

because I can't zip up my pants anymore.

I have to buy maternity clothes

at the thrift store.

You could come with me if you want to.

Yeah.

Um, maybe this weekend.

Cool.

Did you think of any names yet?

Um, no, I--

are you people in some kind of a club

or something?

Maddy...

What?

Nothing.

Just wondering if you looked different

now that you're harboring a uterine parasite.

She looks like crap.

You're, like, puffy already.

Oh, yeah, thanks.

It was a dumb move,

getting knocked up.

I bet Jorge is gonna bail on you.

No, he's not.

You know, if you really are pregnant.

What do you mean "if"?

I mean I still can't believe

Gaby's pregnant.

Not so hard to believe.

Dude, no one's talking to you.

Maybe you can get

on one of those teen mom shows.

You could.

You'd get a boatload of money,

get on the cover of people magazine.

I don't want to be on the cover of people.

Oh, no, you just want to be fat

and broke all your life, right?

Now, here you see a baby at seven months gestation.

Now, the last two months

are the time of most rapid growth.

The mother needs a lot of extra nutrients,

like protein and calcium,

so that the baby can grow properly.

Now, the problem is,

if you are a teen,

your bodies are still growing...

If I was really pregnant,

would you bail on me?

These girls are going to the bathroom

all the time.

It's your turn.

I don't have to go.

Look, if you really had a bun in your oven, you would.

The teacher's gonna wonder.

Come on, get up, go.

...and why babies of teen moms

are more likely to be premature,

have a low birth weight,

and other serious health complications.

So, you have to take better care of yourselves.

I don't know, I thought that class was boring.

What do you think of this one?

It kind of looks like an old lady.

They all look like that.

You know what they should do,

is make maternity clothes for teenagers.

Uh, no.

They shouldn't.

Well, wait till you're as big as me.

Then you'll want something cool to wear.

That's, like, the worst thing about being pregnant--

no cute clothes.

Really?

That's the worst thing?

What could be worse?

How everyone treats me.

Like I'm damaged.

That sucks.

Yeah, I tried to warn you about that.

I guess I worry about

how I'm going to take care of the baby.

Oh, I don't.

I can change a diaper in three seconds flat.

I meant more, like, how i'm going to get money,

and where I'm going to live.

Yeah, that.

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

My foster dad said

I can't live with them once the baby comes, so...

That's awful.

I don't care.

You know, they're not my real family.

This baby is going to be my real family.

She's going to love me so much--

Ooh!

She's kicking!

Feel it.

There's a real baby in there.

I can't wait to hold her.

I bet you can't wait to hold yours.

Your mom must be excited about being a grandma.

And Jorge's mom, too.

Still mad at me?

Why would I be mad?

All this stuff I put us through?

What stuff?

Everything that's going down

with our families.

I don't care what other people think.

You know?

All I care about

is what's best for you,

for us.

Tell me again how this is what's best for you,

besides you getting a diploma.

I don't know.

I just keep thinking about Tyra,

and how people treat her,

and now me.

It's weird.

Everyone sees me so differently.

Like, instantly.

The things that they say,

"our lives are over," and...

And Tyra just accepts it.

She believes everything everyone tells her.

I feel like i'm getting to something important,

and if I give it a little bit more time,

I'll be able to figure it out,

and put it into words

that will just make a difference.

Mom, come on, you didn't even look at me.

And this one's for you, honey.

You haven't talked to me in, like, two weeks.

You can at least talk to me at Christmas.

Why should she talk to you?

You've messed up your life,

the life she gave you.

Now you gotta stay with that girl.

Gaby?

Of course I'm gonna stay with her.

Why wouldn't I stay with her?

Are you gonna marry her?

Hmm? What are you waiting for?

He can't get married.

He makes $8.50 an hour.

He can't afford to take care of her and that baby, too.

He'll have to bring her here.

We'll have to feed both of them.

What?

No, I'm not gonna bring Gaby here.

I'm not gonna bring her baby either--

what are you gonna do, Jorge?

I don't hear any plans coming from you.

I don't have to make any plans!

Gaby's not--

You know what, I-I gotta go.

Thank god, you're here.

Everybody's being so weird.

Merry Christmas!

Jorge.

Merry Christmas.

Hi, Sonya.

Who's winning the game?

So, uh, did you tell them

about your early acceptance letter to college?

We're so proud.

You still think you're gonna go to college?

And take care of a baby...

And make money to feed the kid?

I'm gonna do what it takes.

Of course you are.

You think I didn't go to college

'cause I was lazy?

I never said that.

You got some special powers the rest of us don't?

That's enough, Sonya.

Gaby, come, help me with the potatoes.

You know, you think everything's going to go

just like you planned it,

but you got a kid,

and you don't get to be in control anymore.

That kid is in control,

and there's nothing you can do about it.

What are you even doing here, man?

Why are you here?

You couldn't stay off her, could you?

Javi, stop it!

Javi!

You're being stupid! Mom!

You threw away your life for him, now your life is garbage--

Listen to me!

Listen to me, you're going to regret this--

I don't feel sorry for you,

whatever crappy life you're gonna get--

Hey, don't talk to her that way!

You shut up.

Are you happy?

Have we done enough damage yet, huh?

Can we stop doing this now?

What do you want me to do?

Go in there and be, like,

"Oh, hey, Javi, we were just kidding.

"I know you're mad, and I used to have a reason,

but the reason doesn't matter anymore?"

Jorge, I don't want all of this to be for nothing.

It still matters.

I can't stop now.

I can't.

Okay...

Looks like someone's packing on the pounds

pretty fast.

Would you say that to a pregnant 30-year-old?

Hey...

Should I write that down?

Do fat jokes count?

Yeah, definitely write it down.

All right, listen up, everyone.

Take a seat, gentlemen.

Today, we start unit eight--

the human reproductive system and pregnancy.

Too bad you didn't cover that at the beginning of the year,

so certain people

would have known how it happens.

That's enough, Maddy.

Turn to page 82, guys.

A teacher in the faculty lounge said

he wasn't surprised you were pregnant.

He said your whole family was a baby factory.

Troglodyte.

Another teacher said she wasted her time

writing a letter of recommendation for college.

Another teacher asked to be removed as judge

from your senior boards.

He said he had no objectivity

because...

It wasn't Mr. Myers, was it?

Hey.

Remember, we said we weren't going to sign anybody's names

on this thing.

Are you hearing stuff like this?

Me? No.

People know I'd shut that down in a hot second.

I am amazed the kind of stuff

I hear come out of people's mouths

when I'm actually listening for it.

This is turning out to be a very revealing experiment.

Hey...

Gaby, you okay?

You know, I've just been getting used to

my friends saying these things about me, but...

I mean, my teachers?

I just thought they knew me better than that.

I suppose teachers are as susceptible to stereotyping

as anybody else.

Yeah.

I guess that's what this is, stereotyping.

I brought this for you.

It was taken when I was five months pregnant.

You can show it to people,

see what kind of reaction you get.

What are you doing here?

Well, I asked mom

when you're gonna be having a baby shower,

but she said she didn't know, so...

Why do you care?

Because I got the kid something.

Look, being a parent is a hard road.

I can't say that it's been all good for me, but...

Being an uncle?

Well, the uncle gig is pretty cool.

Please take it.

I didn't know

if I should have bought blue.

You didn't find out if it's going to be a girl, did you?

We wanted to be surprised.

Okay, look, if you need anything,

you let me know,

and don't forget to take your vitamins

and all that crap...

I won't.

For the baby to grow into a...

Javi!

Yeah?

Thank you.

It's kind of cute.

You can see its eyes.

Just kind of looks like a blob to me.

You traded in college

for the chance to have a blob

that does nothing but eat and poop.

Congratulations.

Why do you think i'm not going to college?

Why can't I go to college?

Go, go.

Even if it takes years and years,

you can still get a degree.

Yeah, check it out,

the way he's all curled up,

looks like he's kicking back,

chillin'...

I'm gonna call him "baby chill."

Let me see.

Yeah, kind of.

Hey, guys.

Tyra...

Is that your ultrasound photo?

Let me see.

Baby's getting big.

Well, she's almost five months.

Five months?

Wow.

You're hardly showing at all.

I know, my mom said that I'm gonna, like,

bust out any minute.

It's time to make my fake belly.

Hey, we should just cut this basketball in half.

What, that?

Yeah, what's the big deal?

It's not made of steel.

Mom, you just gotta stop right here...

Right in the middle.

We can do it with the scissors.

This one?

Yes. You see it?

I'm fine.

You sure?

How about here, and here's your baby.

It doesn't look like you at all.

Jorge, stop playing with the baby and feel this.

Jorge...

Did this happen to you?

"She had a chance and she tossed it away.

She threw her life in the garbage."

They're not friends, but they're students.

How's that?

How does it... Oh, my gosh.

Mom...

I think it's going to work.

My grandbaby...

Oh, no, don't say that.

Damn, it looks so real.

That's awesome.

It's kind of freaky, right?

I'm going to start wearing it after spring break.

Oh, my god, it's...

It feels so real, too.

Yeah.

Wait, wait, wait, why is it all crooked?

What?

Like, right here there's like a little lump.

No, it's not lumpy.

Yeah, it's-- no, it-it's crooked--

No, it's not-- stop!

Stop! You're messing it up!

You never used to be all nasty with me--

What, you're going to tell me i'm different, too?

Well...

Okay.

You so look pregnant, you have no idea...

Everybody keeps looking at my belly,

not my face.

It's like i'm just this giant stomach.

Oh, my gosh, you got huge.

It's like a magnet.

I just have to touch it--

Weird...

It's kind of lumpy.

That must be its foot, right?

Let me see.

No, you guys, I really have to go pee.

Okay.

Gaby?

I'm in here.

There's a lump of Clay sticking out.

It's a good thing DJ thought it was a foot.

Oh, my gosh, he could have figured it out.

This thing sucks!

It's hot, it is itchy,

and it makes it

easier to get caught.

Man, you are cranky like you really are pregnant.

You know

if you skip lunch again, you'll pass out.

I have to lose five pounds before prom.

I don't want to look like a fat cow.

You won't.

Now, Tyra or Gaby,

they're gonna be the real cows.

Can you imagine going to prom pregnant?

They're gonna look ridiculous.

If they even go.

I wouldn't.

I'd rather jump off a bridge

than have people see me all pathetic.

I'd rather be dead than pregnant.

I mean, it's the same thing,

your life's over anyways.

You have to have brain damage

to get pregnant in high school.

Oops.

I want to expand my project.

It's not just about becoming a statistic.

It's about stereotypes.

You were right, Mrs. Strahle.

From the minute I told people I was pregnant,

they stopped seeing me,

and saw this idea they had

of a stupid pregnant teenager.

That's about the gist of it.

That's not right.

When I do my presentation...

I want everyone to hear it.

We could have a special assembly.

It's unprecedented.

This whole project's unprecedented.

They need to hear it.

People aren't stereotypes.

Pregnant or not, I am still me.

I'm still Gaby.

I wish you'd wait to shop for your prom dress.

Sonya wanted to do this with you.

Mom, prom is a few weeks away,

and I won't have time after my presentation.

Besides, why does Sonya care anyway?

She never got to go to her prom.

Julian Jr. was only a few weeks old then.

Why didn't you just babysit for her?

I did!

But she felt fat and ugly, and never got out the door.

See, this is what drives me crazy about her.

Half the time,

the kids are the best thing that ever happened to her,

the other half, they sucked the life out of her.

Which one is it?

Both.

Children are a wonderful gift, mi hija,

but there's a cost.

You have to give up so much.

See, I would never let having a kid

stop me from going to the prom,

or college, or anything.

I wouldn't give up on living my life.

That's easy for you to say.

You get to take

the belly off at night.

How is that?

It's cute, it's just like really ruffly in the front.

Let me see that one.

That's pretty, right?

This one?

Would you wear that to your prom?

The ruffles?

I want to try this on.

It won't fit over your belly, though.

Hmm, too bad.

-I'm going to take it off. -No.

Yes, mami, nobody's going to see me.

No, Gaby. Gab--

this is perfect.

You have to see it.

Is anybody out there?

No, just me.

What do you think?

Do you like it?

You're beautiful.

I needs earrings...

Gaby...

Look at this...

Kimmie!

Awful.

Yeah.

Red?

Oh, I like this.

I'll try it on.

I think

you're going to be there for a while.

My due date is exactly three weeks from today.

I don't think I can take another day.

Your belly's getting really big.

I asked my doctor

if he could just, like,

put me to sleep and take her out,

so, you know, I wouldn't have to feel the pain and stuff,

but he said they don't do that.

Aren't you scared to go through labor?

I haven't really thought about it.

Well, you're lucky

you have Jorge to help you.

Devin...

He didn't even believe this baby was his.

He doesn't answer when I call anymore.

Makes me feel like there's something wrong with me.

There's nothing wrong with you.

Maybe there is.

My own parents left me.

My dad left me, too.

I was two months old,

and he told my mom

that he didn't want any more kids,

so he left.

So you know how it feels.

I just hate that this baby might feel unwanted.

By her father, I mean.

Your baby is so lucky to have Jorge.

Well, your baby is lucky to have you.

I really needed to hear that.

Wow, I'm so emotional lately.

The hormones, I guess.

Yeah, I've been pretty emotional, too.

When I was at your stage, I was just happy.

Like, I...

I could see the future all perfect,

and now it's...

It's just, it's real,

and I'm freaking out.

I don't even know

if my foster mom is gonna come to the hospital with me.

Well, I could come.

You would do that?

Hang out with me while I'm in labor?

Yeah.

Good job, girls! Let's wrap it up!

Hey.

Wow, you look like

you're about ready to pop.

That's how I feel.

I can barely sleep anymore.

Well, I guess you might as well get used to that.

I mean, you've seen that teen mom show?

Those babies don't do anything but cry.

The moms just about go psychotic not getting any sleep.

It's like the seventh level of hell,

or something.

What?

I mean, it's the truth.

You sounded just like everyone else,

repeating stupid stereotypes

about what it's like to be a mom.

Well, that's how they make it look on that show.

You should get Tyra to watch it

so that's she's not surprised

when she's miserable.

You don't know anything about what it's going to be like

for her.

What is with you?

You know, a lot of people said I was an idiot

for being pregnant,

and then some people say that I'm so lucky

'cause I'm gonna have this cute little baby,

and I-I know, it's not like

winning the lottery or anything,

but it's not this horrible tragedy either.

Well, why are you mad at me?

I'm not mad at you.

Well, you sure seem pissed.

I don't blame DJ for saying--

What?

What did DJ say about me?

Nothing.

Did you write it in the journal?

Okay, well, you might as well

just tell me now.

Okay, well...

You remember bowling on Friday night?

You got all mad at Aaron because he said

that being pregnant made you a bad bowler.

You went to the bathroom, and...

And DJ said

that you have become an annoying bitch,

and he doesn't know if it's because of the baby,

or if you've just always been that way.

Look, I'm sorry.

I know you would expect that kind of thing

from Aaron but not DJ.

You just said that you don't blame him.

Actually, I told him he was being a douche,

and Jorge threatened to punch him--

Jorge heard it?

Sorry I was late.

Come on, get in the car, I'll take you home.

I'm already walking.

Are you that pissed off at me for being late?

You want to know why I'm pissed?

You showed me your journal last night,

and there was nothing in there

about what DJ said about me on Friday.

You-you heard about that?

You're supposed to write down everything you hear about me.

Okay.

Okay, so I-I didn't write down what that butthead said. I...

Look, I-I...

I didn't want to hurt your feelings.

This is my project.

These are my results, and you are ruining it.

Wh-what?

What are you talking about?

I know why you didn't tell me.

It's because you think I'm a bitch, too.

You think it,

Claire thinks it. I don't...

Gaby--Gaby, wait.

Gaby...

Gaby, wait...

Look, I-I don't think you're a bitch.

I just...

What?

I don't know.

You're just...

You've changed.

Yeah.

I feel like I have been completely erased!

I've lost everything

that everyone used to think about me,

that I'm smart,

that I am going to have

this great big future.

Nobody sees me anymore, they just see this!

Then take it off.

End this.

I can't, not until after my presentation--

Yes-yes, you can!

Look, you have enough stuff in those journals--

Oh, my god!

This is so hard.

Why do I have to fight you, too?

Why can't you just help me?

You don't think i've been helping you?

By trying to get me to quit?

Y-You're gonna say that to me?

After all the crap

that I've been through for you?

I lied to my mom,

my dad, e-everyone!

That's it.

I'm not doing this anymore.

I'm-I'm done.

You're on your own.

You're breaking up with me?

That's what you want to call it?

Fine. Yeah.

Wait.

You're not going to tell anyone

that I'm not pregnant?

Wow.

That's what you're worried about?

No, no,

I'm not gonna tell anyone,

but you are so messed up right now, you...

You don't even know.

You should call him.

If he doesn't want to be with me,

he doesn't have to be with me.

Jorge loves you.

Not anymore.

This stupid thing is caught on my shirt.

Let me help you.

Can you just get it off of me now--

You're going to rip the seam--

Just get it off, please!

I'm not going to help you if you're going to yell at me.

I hate this.

I just want it to be over, please.

Well, now you know a little bit

of what it's like to be pregnant so young.

Please get it off of me.

Gaby...

There you are.

We've hit a snag with your project.

What?

Mr. Greene just told me

we may not be able to pull off

a special assembly for your reveal.

I don't understand.

This assembly's been on the calendar

for over a month.

However, the head of the leadership committee

informed me today

that we need their permission

before we can change the schedule, so...

Okay, so...

What does that mean?

Well, it means

we have to tell the committee about your project.

There are a bunch of teachers on that committee.

Six.

Not a bunch, but enough for word to get out.

You tell them,

you might as well announce Gaby's not really pregnant

on the P.A.

It's one thing for me to keep the staff in the dark.

It's another thing for me to lie to their faces,

and I won't do that.

Well, do we have to explain the whole project?

Can't we bring it up as an agenda item,

see if we can't get people to agree

without asking too many questions?

Great, so everybody agrees with that?

Okay, the next item,

the assembly on Thursday.

We don't usually hold

school-wide assemblies for a senior project, do we?

No, no, this would be the first.

This is a special project.

I've been her mentor on this,

and, I assure you,

it will be time well spent

on character education.

Gaby Rodriguez is pregnant.

And your point?

She isn't exactly a role model for good character,

is she?

So, what should we do, Karen,

put her in the stocks

and let students throw rotten food at her?

I just don't think positive attention to her

is appropriate.

I-I think what's important--

Why?

G-Gaby, I asked you to wait--

I don't understand.

I know how important it is

to try to prevent teen pregnancy,

but do we really have to throw all teen moms under the bus

to do it?

This is not the time--

No, seriously, coach,

do you really think

the only way to stop teens from getting pregnant

is to make the ones who do feel like garbage?

Make sure they get that they're wasting their lives?

Gaby...

It's not a crime to have a baby.

Let me handle this, okay?

Well, why don't we just vote on this, then?

Are there any objections

to holding Gaby's assembly

on Thursday?

I have no objections.

Okay.

Next item.

Gaby, hey, what's up?

I'm just waiting on Mr. Greene.

Something going on?

Anything I can help with?

Hey, look, I really hope you're not giving up on college.

Having a baby

is an obstacle,

but it's not an insurmountable one.

You're the first person who believes I can do it.

I'd better get to second period.

The freshmen don't wait well.

But, listen, my door's always open,

if you want to talk, okay?

Thank you.

You got coach Atkins to back off.

Your assembly's been approved,

and you don't have to tell any teachers

before the big reveal.

There's one teacher I have to tell.

Shawn?

You have a moment?

Yeah.

Gaby, hey.

Gaby has something she'd like to tell you.

All right.

For my senior project,

I have been doing a social experiment

on what it's like to be pregnant in high school.

Are you telling me that you got pregnant on purpose?

No.

I'm not pregnant at all.

I've been pretending.

What?

She brought us a very interesting proposal.

Well, it's become about stereotypes.

I wanted to see how people would react.

There are so many stereotypes about girls who get pregnant,

and I thought if I faked it,

I could learn so much

and-and share it with everybody.

You're serious.

You're not pregnant?

Wow, um...

Are you okay, Shawn?

I'm fine.

You're mad at me.

Mad?

No, mad's not the word.

But you were the one who taught us

how to conduct an experiment.

You told us that we have to control our variables.

Remember?

Yeah. You're right, but...

The variables in this case are human beings.

You've been in my class for three years.

You've babysat my kids.

And while the scientist in me understands,

the human being just feels...

Lied to.

You could have trusted me, Gaby.

That assembly on the calendar for her senior project,

is that to tell the students what she's been doing?

It is.

How do you think the kids are going to handle it

when they find out she's been deceiving them?

Well, I think there'll be some hard feelings.

You should have a plan in place

to protect this girl

if emotions get out of hand.

Gaby, it's up to you.

Do you want to go forward with your assembly?

I don't know what to do.

I have to think.

You're not really pregnant?

I thought we were in this together.

I thought we were friends.

Well, we are friends.

Friends don't use each other as an experiment!

I can explain--

don't touch me.

This is Jorge. Leave a message.

Hey...

I know you don't want to talk to me,

and I don't blame you.

You were right.

My head has been really messed up.

And I know everything that you've been through.

Anyway, it's almost over,

and the assembly's tomorrow,

and I was really hoping that you would be there.

I'm really scared that everybody's going to hate me.

Tyra already does,

and, um, I know it must seem cruel,

like you said, tricking her,

and your mom and your dad,

and-and everybody, but...

Honestly, I never

meant it to be.

Anyway,

I-I really hope that you can make it.

I miss you.

I always thought you were brave.

Now I know for sure.

Why don't you give me the cards

with the statements you want read aloud,

and I'll make sure they get into the right hands.

Thanks.

Okay.

I'm going to need a minute.

Oh, my god,

you must be so nervous,

because I am so nervous.

If you're worried about anyone being mad at you,

no one needs to know you knew.

You don't have to worry about lying

to cover my butt.

I started this with you,

and I'm going to finish it with you.

Do great.

Okay, everybody.

Quiet down, please, quiet down...

Now, this is a special assembly today.

Gaby Rodriguez is going to present

the research findings from her senior project.

Now, I want you to give her your respectful attention.

Okay?

Gaby...

750,000.

That's how many American girls will get pregnant this year.

For my senior project,

I researched statistics and attitudes

about teen pregnancy--

No big surprise, right?

But after a while,

I realized

I wasn't just learning about numbers,

I was learning about stereotypes.

The dictionary defines a stereotype

as a "generalization,

"usually exaggerated, or oversimplified,

"and often offensive,

that is used to describe or distinguish a group."

A stereotype is like a box

that people put us in

so they don't have to deal with the real person.

I sort of knew that there were stereotypes

about girls my age who get pregnant.

But still,

when I told people

that I was going to have a baby,

I was shocked at some of the things they said.

This is from a student.

"I'm not surprised.

Girls from your side of town always get knocked up."

This is from a-a teacher.

"What a waste of a life.

She can forget about going to college."

A student.

"I'd rather be dead than pregnant.

"It's the same thing,

because your life is over anyway."

A family member.

"You just threw your life

"in the garbage.

You might as well get in the welfare line."

A student again.

"You know your boyfriend will bail on you now."

Uh, a student.

"Only someone incredibly stupid

would let themselves get pregnant."

These are just some of the things

people said about me,

and when I heard them,

I wondered if they were true.

Was I bound to get pregnant no matter what?

Was I stupid because I got pregnant?

Will I never go to college?

Will I end up on welfare?

When people look at my belly,

they're not really seeing me.

They see a pregnant teen,

and that stereotype is so powerful,

it starts to feel like it defines me.

And that's crazy,

because the truth...

The truth is,

I'm not pregnant.

You go, Gaby.

You got this.

For my senior project,

I'm hoping to show

that stereotypes

aren't always true.

That we shouldn't slap labels on people,

and make them disappear into little boxes.

I'm sorry...

This has been so hard.

And if there's anyone who is angry

because they feel like I lied to them...

I'm so sorry.

I just,

I felt that this was important.

I know that getting pregnant young

is not the best thing.

It can bring on a lot of hardships

for both the mom and the kid.

I was so happy

that I could take this belly off at night.

I know that I don't want to start another life

until I've started my own.

But if you do end up in a tough situation,

whether you're pregnant

or something else,

please,

don't listen to the negative things

people are saying about you,

because they're not really seeing you.

You don't have to live

under the shadow of a stereotype.

You only have one life,

and you can choose what you want to do.

You can choose to believe in yourself,

and you can choose to be around people

who help you, and believe in you, too.

I don't think we should ever give up on people,

Um, that's it.

That's what i've learned.

Thank you.

Thank you.

I'm sorry I took off like that.

I never felt like you left me.

You were great.

Mom...

Gaby, I'm so proud of you...

Oh my god, she's not pregnant.

I didn't want to believe it,

and now I can't believe she's not.

And you're so calm.

How come you're not saying anything?

How come you're not surprised?

Because I've known all along.

You tricked us, too?

Hello, Gaby.

I'm with the Yakima Dispatch.

Hi.

That was a very

impressive presentation.

Thank you.

She wants to write a story on it for tomorrow's paper.

Would you be willing to give her an interview?

Yeah--

Oh, could you just give me a minute?

Tyra?

This is gonna be bad.

You were supposed to show up

at the school

for Gaby's presentation.

-You blew it. -I had stuff to do.

You never told me you invited him.

Why are you all skinny?

What happened to the baby?

If you'd gone to the school, you would have found out.

I didn't ruin her life, okay?

She's not pregnant.

Gaby, what happened? You lost the baby?

You had an abortion, what?

No!

No, I was never pregnant.

I was

pretending to be.

It was for a social experiment.

To see how people would treat me.

Wait a minute, you...

You faked being knocked up to see how I'd react?

How everybody would react--

not everything's about you, Javier.

If you'd gone to the assembly,

you would have seen

everyone clapping for her.

She did a good thing.

I'm sorry I lied to you.

I understand if you're mad at me.

A lot of people already are.

Gaby, you're not pregnant?

You were never pregnant?

Oh, my God...

Wow, you put me through hell, you know that?

Oh, I should hate you right now.

Oh, my God...

Oh, my God...

Oh! You're so smart.

Um...

Yeah, yeah.

I can't believe it...

Bet you a real pregnancy would be easy

compared to the fake one, huh?

Bet your mom will never trust me again.

No, my parents are so relieved,

they'll get over being mad.

Don't worry.

Some people are really, really angry.

I thought the rumor mill would be all shut down now.

Well, that's not gonna happen today.

Gosh, she didn't tell me

it was gonna be on the front page.

You know, yesterday, I was really mad at you,

but this is way cool.

So is this why you sold us out?

To get your 15 minutes of fame?

She didn't even know the reporter was gonna be there.

I know you guys are mad--

Look, you played us off as chumps.

I mean, you must have figured it out

before you even started.

I mean, "how many friends am I willing to lose?

DJ, Aaron, expendable."

I don't blame you guys for being mad,

but if I can forgive you for everything you said,

why can't you forgive me?

Because I'm gonna be too busy faking my own suicide next week.

You know,

to see what people say about me at my funeral.

I think I'll get a standing ovation

for that one, too,

don't you?

Dude, that's not funny.

No, it's not.

Look, I know I said a few jerk things,

and I'm sorry for that,

but right now I just, I just can't deal.

Don't worry.

They'll come around, too.

Oh, hey, have you seen Tyra?

No.

Hey...

You've been ignoring me for days.

What do you care?

You're in the newspaper, on TV.

I hear you're going to be on the today show.

Weird, huh?

What's weird

is you getting on TV for being such an amazing liar.

I'm really sorry I lied to you.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

Yeah?

Well, it did hurt.

A lot.

I felt like the world's biggest idiot.

Like you were looking down on me the whole time.

No, I wasn't doing that at all.

At all.

Talking to you and being your friend,

you were the only person that I could relate to.

You're just saying that.

Tyra, you helped me figure out

what I want to do with my life.

I helped you figure that out?

Yes!

I want to start a program

for girls who get pregnant in high school.

Something like--

"you can still go to college and get a good job

even if you have a kid."

Okay, not a good name for it.

The thing is, most kids in foster care

are born to teen moms.

Like me.

Maybe if they had more support,

they could have a better life,

and so could their kids.

I've been so scared

that this baby could end up like me.

So scared that...

What you said about stereotypes,

it's true.

I listen to what other people say about me

more than I listen to myself.

I mean, I never even thought of going to college.

It just always seemed impossible.

I mean, me, foster kid.

I'm a latina girl

raised by a single mom with no money.

No one expects much from me,

but I'm going to prove them wrong.

And so can you,

if you want to.

I get why they were clapping for you.

It really was the most amazing presentation.

Thank you.

Can I still come to the hospital when you're in labor?

Yes.

Please.

Oh, my gosh, I can feel her kicking!

I know.

She learned kung fu in there.

Are you sure it's not a lump of clay sticking out?

A lump of clay?