Baby Girls

"I love you too."

We've been working hard for two months and we've already got twenty five thousand dollars. The students still don't know. We had another meeting and sent them home the information.

It's due today. After school there is a fundraiser and we're going to be washing cars.

School ends in a week, and everyone already took the EOC. I just hope they passed.

Bradley is trying to get Dad to let us combine our classes since we're doing the same thing-nothing.

He won't budge.

I'm in my clingy mood, and all I want is my husband.

I'm sad to, because Bradley didn't come in for lunch today. The lunch bell rang twenty minutes ago, and I thought about going down to his room but I decided against it.

I open my mouth to send Jonah down there and demand answers, but he walks in then with a drink carrier and a bag of food.

"I got you checkers." He says.

"Mmm. That's my favorite."

"I know it's your favorite, that's why I got it." He sets the drinks on my desk, along with the bag of food. "I got a milkshake." He hands me a coke. "If I don't like it, you can have it."

"What flavor is it?" I ask.

"It's a new flavor." He says. he puts the straw in his. "Let me try it, and then you try it and guess what it is."

I watch him closely as he drinks some. His eyes widen. I stand up and take it from his hands.

"Is it good?" I ask.

"Find out." He shrugs.

I take a sip.

"It tastes like..." I trail off. "Brownie mix?"

"Yes, now give it back."

I stare at him. "What's mine is yours." I point out."

"You can't use that every time I have something you want." He says.

"Oh please, you love when I say that." I scoff, drinking more.

"That's because I never thought you would say that." He pauses. "To me, at least."

"Why not?" Andrew cuts in.

"Because I didn't like him." I shrug.

"Oh, that is so not true. You so liked me."

"I did not."

"Bullshit. When you got back from England before school started up again, you came running to me crying, and then I gave you a piggy back rid to the store."

"I was not crying!"

"And then you went on about the nub."

The nub. I completely forgot that's what I used to call it.

"Let us hear your love story." Abby says, resting her chin on her hand.

I look at Bradley. He shrugs. I sit on my desk and we start it together, bickering over who is right about certain things.

"Wait, so your Mom left Principal Jones?"

I go on to explain how he didn't raise me, that it was Jackson.

"And then she ran off and nobody could find her for hours. I realized she was at the park where we met because she had a memory of her Mom there. When I got there, I calmed her down and we ended up kissing."

"Oh course, I panicked and left."

We keep explaining.

"And then I got kicked out and they told me not to come back until I told him I loved him. They knew I would go to him." I pause. "And I did. He was upstairs. What were you doing? Listening to music?"