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"Where's my baby?" Jacob asked as she walked into French. "Your baby? You mean our baby." Jace said taking a seat. "What are you guys doing? You never sit in the front." Ezra said taking a seat in her usual desk. "We thought you'd have the baby with you." Ezra smiled at them. "The baby's name is Janelle Selena Scott and she's with Daddy #1." Mason walked in and saw Jace in his seat and fumed. "You're in my seat, Scott." Jace rolled his eyes and continued to talk to his brother. "Scott!" Jace glared at him. "There's no assigned seating in high school. Go find another seat." He turned back around, but Mason was grabbing his shirt. "Mason!" Ezra screeched in surprise. "Have you lost your fucking mind? I will end you!" Jace said before Jacob got in between them. The bell rang and Ms. Medley walked in. "Y a-t-il un problème (Is there a problem)?"

"Pas de madame (No madam)." Mason finally spoke up breaking the staring contest he was having with Jace. He took the empty seat behind Ezra in a huff as Ms. Medley began teaching. Ezra couldn't understand what had gotten into Mason. It was totally uncalled for to react like that, but she couldn't deny that she was upset with Jace for being petty. As the bell rang it seemed all three of them wanted to talk to her, but she wasn't having it. "No! I don't want to talk to any of you right now. That was stupid and petty and beyond immature." Ezra left them in a huff ready to see her baby and baby daddy. "You couldn't just let me sit here, could you?" Jace asked Mason. "You know I sit here. There was no reason for you to take my seat." Mason glared at him. "I wanted to be close to my girl. Reason enough." Mason scoffed. "You could stand to let her breathe. You get her every day and night." Jace smirked at him. "That kills you doesn't it. Knowing she's in my arms at the end of the night and not yours."

Mason's jaw clenched but he wouldn't give in. He just walked out thankful that school was almost over. "You're such an asshole," Jacob laughed as they made their way out. "Whatever. He wants what's ours." Jacob shrugged. "Maybe, but he's never going to get it so chill out. I don't even know what number this is, but you've been in the doghouse with our girl a lot over that fool. It's not worth her happiness." Jacob patted his back and headed to class. Jace knew he was right. He would have to figure out a way to make it up to her. He knew she was getting tired of him constantly saying sorry especially when it came to Mason Dixon.

Jackson was having trouble with a fussy Janelle in Psychology. Almost every student in the class had a baby and they were all fussy. "Do you want me to take her?" Ezra asked looking at him with a small smile. "No, I got her. I want her to like me." Ezra rubbed his arm. "She already loves you." He smiled at her before getting up and rocking Janelle in his arms while pacing in the back of the classroom with the other parents. Ezra barely paid attention to the documentary on the screen as she watched Jackson get Janelle to settle down. He looked delicious and Ezra had never been so horny in her life. Jackson sat down beside her and smiled but stopped. "What's wrong?" He asked her. Ezra leaned into his ear. "When we get home. We're going to get her situated and then I'm going to fuck the shit out of you." Jackson's eyes bugged out. "Baby girl..." Ezra looked at him biting her lip and Jackson knew she meant business.

He placed Janelle in the car seat and fastened her in. "I'll put the car seat in your car since I took my bike today. I'll be right behind you." The bell rang dismissing them and Ezra and Jackson were on a mission. They were home in no time. The car ride seemed to lull Janelle to sleep because she was out like a light. They placed her on Ezra's bed before going to Jackson's room. They were both thankful that Celeste and Jansen were at some meeting until late as they had to leave the doors open to listen for Janelle. Jackson didn't know what got into his girlfriend, but he was very pleased. She rode him like her life depended on it and as he bucked his hips into her, he couldn't help but groan in pleasure. She was so tight and wet that he lasted as long as he could before she convulsed on top of him as he filled her.

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