Linda Madison was having the perfect dream. She was in the arms of the boy she had a crush on, her arms around his neck and his around her waist, kissing him full on the mouth. She parted her lips and allowed his tongue entrance and moaned as she felt it explore her mouth and battle with her ow-
"Ahhhh!" someone screamed.
17-year-old Linda, jolted awake and sat up in her bed, her waist long brown hair covered her face like a curtain. She yawned as she brushed her hair from her face and stretched out her young, firm and slightly curvy body, when she froze, remembering the scream she heard in her dream. The voice that had screamed sounded so familiar, but she just couldn't seem to place... Linda quickly leapt out of bed, her sleepiness gone, and she ran out of her room, down the hall and stopped at a door and knocked.
"Jen? Sis, are you alright?" Linda called as she knocked once more, "I heard you scream, Jen!"
She then stopped and waited for a few seconds, shivering in the cool air of the hallway wishing that she had grabbed her bathrobe, it was cold only wearing a pink tank-top and white pajama pants. She was about to knock once more when the doorknob turned and the door opened to reveal the rooms occupant. Linda let out a sigh of relief when she realized that her older sibling was okay, though she looked a bit paler and tense. Jen's red-brown curls, were in disarray, she had circles under her eyes, her shoulders were slumped and she looked like she had just thrown up. Linda then noticed her sister's usually sparkling blue eyes now seemed dulled and dazed, with her hands holding her belly as if in shock.
"Jen? Jennifer? Sis? It's me, Linda, are you alright?" she starting to get worried, Jen almost never acted like this, not since their mother died.
Her voice seemed to of done the trick, Linda noted as her sister's eyes became more focussed and a small glint reappeared. "Mo-Linda? Uh, yes I'm fine, yeah. Just... um, uh, it just isn't a good morning for me today, that's all!" Linda could almost hear the confusion in her sister's voice, her eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"Are you sure your alright, sis?" she asked one more time.
Jen was about to answer when the bedroom door across the hall from Jen's opened and a head with sleep filled eyes poked out. "Linda? Jen? Why are you up so early? What's going on?" asked a monotone voice...
