Ashley Benson as Crystal

Three-

"Crystal, I can explain," I say calmly, walking towards her.

"What, that you have a kid?" Crystal's eyes don't leave Skylar. Hurt is clear in her voice.

"I do, but I didn't know. I swear, I didn't know until last night."

Crystal seems hesitant. I get why. If I found out she secretly had a baby I would be beyond hurt.

"Whos baby is she?" She asks, moving closer to sit on the bed.

"Trinity's." At the mention of her name Crystal tenses up.

"Really, Trinity? I thought you didn't talk to her." Crystal looks at the little girl.

"I don't. Crystal, I promise I don't. She just dropped Skylar off this morning." I grab the letter from my dresser. "There's the letter she left."

As Crystal reads the letter I pick up Skylar. She's cute, just like her mommy. "This is crazy," Crystal says once she's done with the letter.

I scoff. "Tell me about it."

"What are you going to do?" She asks.

"I have no idea." I sit beside her on the bed. "What should I do?"

Skylar wiggles out of my arms and crawls around the room. "Babies are a handful, and expensive."

I nod, agreeing with her. "I'll probably talk to someone soon."

"I think that's what's best for everyone," Crystal agrees. I wrap an arm around her and kiss her temple. "I love you Colton." I'm shocked at her words, the words that bring back memories from lacrosse camp.

We've been dating for five months now. Wow, five months already. We started dating at the beginning of the school year. I used to think she was some stuck up cheerleader with big boobs, but at a party I found her crying in a bathroom and realized she's an actual person. We talked all night and I found out how cool she is.

"You don't have to say it back." She stands up before I can register what's happening. "I know it's too early but-"

I grab her wrist and pull her back to me. With a chuckle I say, "will you shut up?" She presses her lips together tightly. "I love you, too."

She sighs in relief before kissing me. "Good. For a second there I thought you weren't going to say it back."

"I will always say it back," I assure her with a smile.

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"Trinity! Where are you!" I whisper yell, looking behind the large tree.

There's a movement in the bushes to my right. Then a small giggle. I shake my head with a smile. She's terrible at this.

I sneak behind her. Her blonde hair is in a messy bun at the top of her head. I hear another giggle come out of her mouth and she brings a hand up to cover it. I cover her eyes with one hand and her mouth with the other as she starts to scream. I walk out from behind the bushes with her in kicking in my arms.

"Calm down Trin, it's just me," I whisper in her ear. She stops kicking and screaming, so I put her down.

"You jackass!" She slaps my chest before laughing. "How did you know I was back there?"

"You're a giggler," I say with a wink.

She smiles before standing on her toes to kiss me. When she pulls back, she bites her lip and says, "meet me at the gazebo in five minutes," and runs off.

Gulping, I follow after her. I'm at the gazebo before her and when she gets here she's wrapped in a blanket. "Way to be early," she teases.

"We need to get back to our cabins soon," I say dumbly, not knowing what else to say.

"Well, if you want to go back you can." She unwraps the blanket from herself and lays it out on the gazebo, revealing what she's wearing. "But I'm staying here."

She sits Indian Style on the blanket, looking out at the water. This... Feeling. It's all so new and exciting. I sit in front of her and meet her gorgeous, ocean blue eyes.

"I really like you Colton," she says, grabbing my hands.

"I really like you, too Trinity," I say back. Her eyes never leaving mine, she moves my hands so they're on her breasts, which are covered by a pink lace bra.

"Before we leave, can you do something for me?" She asks. It's hard to concentrate on what she's saying. I nod anyways. She moves forward so she's on my lap and my breathing becomes hard. "I want you. All of you. Can you give me that?"

I nod without hesitation because I love this crazy girl in front of me. Without a doubt, and I can't think of a better person to lose my virginity to.

Under the stars, at three-thirty on the seventh to last day of lacrosse camp, I lost my virginity to Trinity Logsdon, and it was perfect.

And after, as we lay together on the gazebo, she leans up so her lips brush my ear, and she whispers, "I love you Colton Daniel." And I whisper it back because I do. I do love her.

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"How did the meeting go?" Mom asks as I step through the front door. She has Skylar in the living room playing with Chelsea.

"They said Skylar can go to a foster home until they find a permanent home for her," I say, remembering the lady's words.

"That's good," Mom says, looking away which tells me something is up. "How long would it be until they find her a home?"

"A couple of months I think. Why?" I ask.

She shrugs. "Would it really be the best idea to send Skylar to live in a foster home?"

"Where else would she stay Mom?" I already know what she's going to say.

"I think that you made the choice to have unprotected sex, so the least you could do is take care of her until they find a permanent home." Mom stands up. "But hey, that's just my opinion as her grandmother and your mother."

As Mom walks out of the room, I groan and throw my head back in frustration. I watch as Chelsea tries to make Skylar stand up. I can tell she's getting frustrated and I let out a chuckle. "Chels, her legs aren't strong enough to hold her up yet."

Chelsea looks at me with wide eyes and babbles something I can't understand. She then proceeds to try and pick up Skylar. "Do you want to hold her?"

She nods and sits down beside me on the couch. I pick up Skylar and place her in Chelsea's arms.

"She pwetty," Chelsea says with a smile.

They continue to play and I decide to do my homework on the couch. I get interrupted by a crying baby.

"What happened?" I ask Chelsea when I see a bleeding Skylar on the floor. It's not that bad, a cut on her leg. Chelsea points to Caesar, our cat. He's old and fat and hates to be messed with. I pick up Skylar and take her to the bathroom, where we have first-aid stuff.

As I'm cleaning her scratch she stops crying and watches me with wide, curious eyes. I put a bandaid on just as she puts her small hand on my cheek. I look up at her with a sigh. "You're making this really hard, you know that?"

She giggles. A giggle I haven't heard in a while. I pick her up and adjust her on my waist. "You know who I am?" I ask her. She looks up at me wide eyed again. "My name's Colton. Your mommy left you with me, which was stupid on her part. You want to find mommy?" Of course she doesn't know what I'm saying, but she claps anyways with a big grin.

That night, instead of FaceTiming with Crystal, Skylar and I look up hospitals in LA. I do have her number, but when I called it said that the number was disconnected.

I wrack my brain for any information. Skylar's mesmerized with the show on the tv, some Disney Junior show. "I wish you could tell me where your mommy is."

She looks at me again and climbs off the bed. I watch as she speed crawls across the room and reaches into the bag. Once she has what she was looking for her butt lands on the floor and she starts chewing on it.

"What do you have there?" I ask her, not expecting an answer, as I walk towards her. I sit beside her and look at the picture frame. It's one of Trinity and Skylar the day she was born. Looking in the bag I notice it's full of pictures. That's all that's in there, picture frames and photo albums.

I open the baby book that has Skylar's picture and name on the front. Skylar moves to my lap, thumb in mouth, and looks at the book expectantly. "You know who that is? That's you," I say, pointing to the picture on the front. She smiles.

The first few pages are of ultrasound pictures and pictures of a pregnant Trinity. It's weird seeing her like that. "Look Sky, you made mommy fat." Skylar giggles and touches the picture. Does she remember her?

Then there are pictures of the day she was born. Those are pretty gross. I see Skylar scrunching her nose, just like her mommy, so I skip a couple of pages. The day Skylar leaves the hospital is in a picture. Trinity's posing in front of the hospital in a wheelchair with baby Skylar in her lap. I write down the hospital's name and flip to the next page.

I don't know what time I fell asleep, but I wake up on the floor with the photo album in my lap. Skylar's nowhere to be found in my room. After my shower I find her in the kitchen with Mom, "helping" her make breakfast.

"Good morning," I say, opening the fridge.

"I found Skylar this morning roaming around the house. You know how dangerous that is?" Mom chastises me.

"I don't know how she got out, my door was shut." I pour myself some orange juice and lean against the counter.

"I don't know either, but make sure it doesn't happen again."

After breakfast, Mom helps me give her a bath and I take her to my room to get her dressed. She doesn't cooperate so I let her crawl around in just her diaper.

On my computer I look up the hospital she was in when she gave birth. It's in LA. Looking at their website I notice their head doctor's name. George Logsdon. I can remember Trinity telling me her dad's some big doctor, but I don't remember which hospital.

"Hey Skylar, you want to go on a road trip?"