The Pregnancy Project

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.