INT. KITCHEN - DAY Jane (16, cheerful and naive) is eating breakfast at the kitchen table. Andrea (19, rebellious and sulky) storms into the kitchen, looking upset. Jane: Morning, Andrea! Rough night? Andrea: (rolls her eyes) Yeah, something like that. Jane: (concerned) What's wrong? You seem upset. Andrea: (sighs heavily) Sit down, Jane. We need to talk. Jane sits down across from Andrea, looking worried. Jane: Okay, what's going on? Andrea: (nervously) Well, remember that party I went to last month? Jane: The one you begged mom and dad to let you go to? Yeah, I remember. Andrea: (avoiding eye contact) Um, yeah. So, um, something happened that night. Jane: (confused) Something happened? What do you mean? Andrea: (hesitates) I'm... I'm pregnant, Jane. Jane's eyes widen in shock, her jaw dropping. Jane: Pregnant?! Are you serious?! Andrea: (teary-eyed) Yeah, I found out yesterday. I don't even know what to do. Jane: (trying to be supportive) Andrea, it'll be okay. We'll figure this out. Mom and Dad will help, won't they? Andrea: (sniffles) I don't know, Jane. I'm scared to tell them. They're gonna be so disappointed in me. Jane: (softly) They may be upset at first, but they love us. They'll support you, no matter what. Andrea: (wiping her tears) I hope you're right. Jane reaches out and holds Andrea's hand, offering comfort. Jane: I'm here for you, Andrea. We're sisters, and we'll get through this together. Andrea forces a small smile, grateful for Jane's support. Andrea: Thanks, Jane. I don't know what I'd do without you. Jane: (smiling) You'd still have me, silly. We'll figure this out, step by step. Andrea nods, feeling a bit of relief wash over her. Andrea: Alright, step one - telling Mom and Dad. But promise me you won't blurt it out to anyone else, okay? Jane: (sincerely) I promise, Andrea. Your secret is safe with me. They squeeze each other's hands, a moment of sisterly understanding and support. FADE OUT.