What are my options? (open)

[Sachiko Anzai]

"Give away my baby?! You're crazy!!" A shrill scream rang through the halls of the high school.

Standing in the doorway was a tall woman who wore red oval rimmed glasses, and her shirt tucked into her black pencil skirt. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and pulled the corner of her lip into her cheek. The homeroom teacher found it disappointing, having to watch a student of hers flee from her office, uttering those words.

It was something a teenager should never had to face.

"Something a stupid teenager should never had to deal with, tsk..."

~*~

She was just a teenaged girl. Her hair was dyed the lastest color, and her phone had more ridiculously cute key-chains than you could count. Sachiko had just pulled the phone away from her ear to reveal there was a busy-tone on the other end, and the contact she had been trying to call:

'Mum.'

"Sniff.." She sobbed loudly in the courtyard. Class was in session, so the area was empty. Just her and the cherry blossom trees yet to be in bloom.... and the life growing inside her belly. It had been four months since she fell pregnant now, and Sachiko had been receiving counseling from her homeroom teacher, although it was getting to the point where mature and sound advice just wasn't getting through to the naive girl. Tears rolled from her nose and onto the pavement below as she sat on a chain linked fence, cradling her round stomach as she cried the afternoon away.

[Kaela Sumizome]

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"Oooh! I'm gonna be late!"

How could she sleep in?! She hadn't been up that late doing homework, had she?! She had at least managed to hear her alarm clock blaring from her bed ... from her desk, from where she'd fallen asleep on the textbook. Her hair was a little bit rumpled; she did what she could with it, but for the most part had let it fly free, black locks flapping behind her as she darted in through the school gates; her skirt was below knee length, and was otherwise the traditional Kaibara uniform. Kaela continued to tug her bag up on her shoulder; she was so close to the courtyard! If she could get through the courtyard in a matter of maybe three minutes, she might just be able to make it on time to her class.

It was the sound of ... rather loud crying that made her skid in her steps and look around; she grimaced and looked at her watch, then up toward the sound, her watch, the sound ...

Dammit.

She gnawed on her lower lip and turned to move toward the crying, shuffling quickly as she shifted her bag again, finally coming up behind a girl about her age hunched over herself completely sobbing. She furrowed her brow and hesitantly came to sit down beside her on the bench, looking to her face.

"Hey ... are you o-" BABY BUMP. She just noticed that the girl was noticeably pregnant and her question hitched in her throat, her eyes widening in shock. Kaela quickly cleared her throat and looked back toward the other's tearful face, digging around in her bag and pulling out a wad of tissues for her to use, holding them out to her. It almost seemed unnecessary to ask her what was wrong at this point, but maybe it had nothing to do with the fact that she was pregnant?

"A-are you alright?" She asked softly.

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[Sachiko Anzai]

She was far from alright. Sachiko could have easily spun around and spat in that girl's face, 'honey, I would have been just fine if I had used god-d**ned protection!' but the poor dimwitted thing just didn't know how to be mean and snappy like that. Plus, it would be just so wrong to take out her frustrations on an innocent person who came to help.

Slowly, something stirred under those caramel orange bangs of hers....

"ssnnhuh.....?" Sachiko sounded, looking up from the ground and wiping away her own tears as she came to realise another person was sitting beside her.
"................" There was a short pause. The cries were suddenly gone, and Sachiko looked as if nothing had happened. The furture mother reached out her hands to Reala hyperly, and with impossibly genuine glee, she said,
"Hi! My name's Sachiko Anzai, 2nd year!" Shaking the other schoolgirl's hand with both of her own. "I know about you, sempai. Everyone says you're really smart, ya know? I hope you make it to college. That would be great, ehee!" She giggled, looking really as though nothing had ever happened earlier.

.... What a weirdo.

"I can't get in myself because I ain't all too clever. But I heard you can pick any BACHELOR you wanna do in college.... HEY! Seeing as you'll be there and all, maybe you could find a daddy for my baby there? Please, o'pretty pleeeease?"