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IT'S BEEN A FEW weeks since everyone got blipped back and since then, we've been on a break.
From school, that is.
They said they needed a some time to process everything and all the returning students, meaning we got a lot of time off of school.
Luckily for me, all of my friends got blipped away with me, meaning we all get to go back to school together today. It feels weird that I'm legally 22 but I'm still in the body of a 17 year old.
Yes, you heard that right, 22 and 17.
I technically turned 17 a few months ago and since I wasn't actually there to celebrate it, Mom and Dad threw me a belated birthday party in the house. It was easily one of the most interesting birthdays I've ever had.
The amount of cash that my family accumulated for me was insane, plus the presents I got from them and my friends.
Plus, I had birthday sex that night which is always good.
Since we had the surprise party at my new house, Momma and Dad were watching like a hawk for any drugs or alcohol, which I desperately wanted to try, meaning there was no getting drunk or high. However, Ja'eda's birthday is in a couple weeks and her folks will be out of town. Hopefully, I can live out my adult fantasies there.
"Jordie?" Preston asks while I'm eating breakfast, waiting for Peter to come out of the bathroom.
"Yeah?" I respond, pulling him onto my lap and using my other hand to stroke his tight curls.
He's probably the cutest four year old I've ever seen.
Preston has really curly black hair with one blue eye and another one green. The doctors call it a condition but Momma always says that word has negative connotations to it so she calls it his 'blessing'.
"I want truck." He sticks his bottom lip out.
"Then go get your truck." I copy him.
"No. I want you to get truck."
"Boy, I am not your Mama. You'd better go to her with all that 'truck' mess." I say and he giggles.
"Okay, I ask Mama." He wiggles off my lap.
"Bye, P!" I call out.
"Bye-bye!" He waves with both hands, smiling like crazy. He waddles over to the door and he bumps into Peter's leg.
"Watch out, buddy." Peter chuckles, drying his wet hands with a paper towel and Preston gives him a cuddle before he goes to disturb Talia.
