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I can't believe I've gotten so lucky just to even talk to Becca. She is so pretty and I honestly wish I could be with her all the time, but I know I can't. She only treats me like a friend, so friend role I will take.

This morning, I decided to take her out for a walk in the park with some coffee. She was all ready by the time I had gotten there. She looked surprised, which was what I was aiming for. After getting her in the car, she asked where we were going and I told her. We stopped at the small café we went to earlier and both got hot chocolates. Then, we drove to the park and walked around, watching the little kids play on the huge playground.

"You know, I wasn't really sure about having kids," Becca says.

"Why not?" I ask.

"I dunno. I guess it'll be a lot of work being a parent. And then the whole naming thing. It just sounds insane," she said.

"I know what I would name my kids," I tell her.

"What?" She asks.

"Taylor Abbot II, Taylor Abbot III, Taylor Abbot VI, and Bob," I say, jokingly.

"Wow. Looks like you put a lot of work into that one," She says, smiling, then she takes a sip of her hot chocolate.

"I have, thank you for noticing," I say as I take a sip of my drink.

"If I could call the shots in naming my kids, I would like a girl to be named Rose so I could call her Rosie,"

"Rose is okay. But Taylor Abbot II has a ring to it, does it not?" I say, smiling.

"Totally," she says while giggling. Her laugh is so cute.

"Would you look at the time!" I say, in the worse British accent I could possibly do. "Thirty minutes before lunch, your parents wanted you home by twelve. We must be going," I say.

"If we must," She says.

We got in the car and badly sung along with Centuries by Fall Out Boy all the way to her house. I parked a little bit away from her house because other cars were blocking her driveway.

"You know, Taylor Abbot, you are full of surprises. I had no idea you were coming today," Becca says when I park.

"That was the idea," I say.

"Well, it was a cute idea. I'm looking forward to spending the rest of the year with you," And with that, she got out of my car and started walking to her doorstep. I hope she wasn't looking because I was smiling from ear to ear, practically beaming.

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