Feel the pelting of your heart beat beat come on kid this is your dream (Jed simkins story)

It had been 2 year since the 'incident', as her mother called it, and now 17 year old lucinda held her one year girl on her knee, bouncing her slowly as she giggled. She loved her little girl, even if she as the cause of most school yard abuse. Lucinda wasn't your ordinary teenager. She was blonde haired a blue eyed like most teen girls. She was tall with a thin frame and modest chest like most teen girls. She liked reading, writing and loved music and singing like most teen girls. But her individuality came from her experiences, her emotional and physical scars. She may have been called a s.lut at the tender she of 15 when her little girl cause a baby bump on her stomach but she ignored it. She did not blame her baby for her lack of self esteem or tendency to have suicidal thoughts. No, it wasn't lilly's fault. It was her fathers. She had moved schools in Melbourne after the bully got to hard. She despised the bully's there for their ignorance, most of them her late friends who abandoned her once finding out she was a week late. The Teachers there didn't take kindly to her maternity leave but most were aware of her situation and pitied her for it. She didn't need there pity but she enjoyed there comfort and help as the bump grew. She was grateful to be free of judging eyes when in their presence. She had moved just a little over a week ago to Sydney and was now attending a respectable public school. The students there where blissfully unaware of her situation Which became a huge comfort and change from the constant bullying she use to endure each pain staking day of her old life. But one day a simply nudge would change her life, give her hope. An accidentally meeting and a kind gesture that closed the doors to her past and opens a window to her future. A day when she meet Jed simkins.