My name is Rachel Lauren Covaks, and I am a Mutant.
No, not that kind of Mutant, I can't fly or whatever (though that would be cool). They say what appeals to a lot of people about X-Men is that they can relate to Mutants, everyone at one point in their life feels like a Mutant in one way or another, I know I certainly have.
This is my story.
I guess it all started in High School, well really it started before that, I'm not the kind of person who fits in easily. I've always been tall for my age, so I stand out in a crowd, literally. Being a teenage girl in High School, I wanted to try and fit in, I really tried, and that's when I met Scott.
Oh, at first he seemed friendly and charming, he was a couple of years older than me, but we hit it off, went on a couple of dates, looking back, I don't think I ever really cared for him as much as I thought. Then one fateful night, he wanted to have sex, I was still a virgin, but I agreed. I didn't tell my parents right away, but deep down, I regretted the decision.
A few weeks passed, I didn't really talk to Scott very much after that other than a few moments in the hall. That's when it started, the morning sickness I mean, and then after I missed my period... I bought a home pregnancy test, I had to be sure.
I still remember when my Mom came home to me crying, still looking at the test, which read positive. I have to give my Mom credit, she might be kind of odd sometimes, but she was supportive. She took me to the Doctor just so we could make sure, but it was confirmed, I was pregnant.
Then things took a turn, I went to Scott's house to tell him, which is where I found him with Charlotte, one of the Cheerleaders at our school. I was in shock, but I managed to stammer out that I was pregnant, hoping that somehow he'd be willing to help. You know what happened instead? He dumped me, right there on the spot the jerk.
The next school day was even worse, word had gotten out about it, and people where looking at me like I was a slut. I could hear the whispers behind my back, people where teasing me to my face even. I was about to just leave school, when someone came to my aid.
Her name was Cynthia, we had been best friends for awhile now, she was the first person to stand by me. She took it upon herself to help me through my pregnancy, and I started to see her as much more than just a friend. Before I knew it, I had fallen in love with my best friend.
I had never even considered it before, being a lesbian I mean. When I finally went to tell her, she told me first. I still remember the feeling of her lips against mine, her touch as she held me close. I knew, deep down I could never feel the same way about a man ever again.
Time wore on, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl I named Katherine, or Katie for short, I couldn't give her up, and she has been the light of my life ever since. A few months ago, I came out of the closet to my family, they had a right to know after all, even after 8 years, and they accepted me for what I am.
Well, that's my story, everything that has made me what I am today. Looking back, I have no regrets about what I have done with my life, and I wouldn't change a thing.