A girl and her mother walked out of the pharmacy in their small town. The girl was fifteen, her mother forty.

"Hey mom?" The red head looked at her mother. People had always said the two looked exactly alike.

"Yes Rebecca?" Rebecca's mother was extremely proud of her daughter, Rebecca had good grades, she was beautiful, loving, caring, everything a mother would want in a daughter.

"I forgot something," Rebecca stated bluntly.

Her mother sighed, this was so like her daughter, "What did you forget?"

Rebecca knew what she was about to say would make her mom flip, she tried to keep a straight face as she said, "Birth control."

Rebecca's mother practically tripped down the sidewalk, "WHAT! I THOUGHT YOUR FATHER AND I TAUGHT YOU VALUES YOUNG LADY! I AT LEAST THOUGHT YOU WOULD BE SMART ENOUGH TO USE PROTECTION! I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!! GET IN THAT STORE THIS INSTANT!! WE'RE GOING TO GET YOU SOME PROTECTION TOO, AND I WANT TO MEET THE BOY YOU'VE HAD-HAD-HAD..."

"Mom, it's called sex. And chill, I was just kidding, I'm still a virgin. Promise," Rebecca said, laughing.

"Rebecca! Oh, thank The Lord. I thought I was going to have to give you 'the talk.'"

"NO! NOT 'THE TALK' AGAIN!!" Rebecca exclaimed.

"I was just kidding. Chill."