All language subtitles for The Pregnancy Project 2012

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?