Chapter 6 - Project Parent

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Long story short, I made my way to my very first class, health, which was also my last class. I walked in and was greeted by a fairly tall woman with beautiful curly hair. Before I could even say anything, she held my hand and said, "Hello, Y/N, we've been expecting you." I was so frazzled that I didn't even have time to comprehend what was going on. She looked over my shoulder and waved to my cousins as they walked off, leaving me alone in this unfamiliar environment.

"My name is Mrs. "I am very happy to have you in our classroom." She says this as we walk over to the front of the classroom. The whole class stares at me as she begins to speak: "As many of you know, we have a new student; her name is Y/N, and I expect you all to be on your best behavior!" Everyone whispers among themselves as if I couldn't hear them. Just then, my eyes darted to the back of the classroom.

The teacher tells me that the class is working on a finals project: "We're working on our parenting skills, and it seems like you need a partner." I wasn't looking forward to working in groups on my first day of school, but I didn't really have much of a choice. Mrs. Ti started to walk, and she signaled me to follow, saying, "I know who you can work with." I was confused at first until I saw him.

My stomach dropped to my ankles. There I saw the boy with the red curls and silver braces. He looked up at me and looked just as shocked as I was.

Mrs. Ti: Scott, can you do me a favor and work with our new student?

Scott: Of course.

Mrs. Ti: Thank you, Scott.

Scott: Anytime.

I kind of just stand there staring at him, "Out of all the classes, out of all the people, out of all the... I snap out of it when I hear the voice of Scott. "Like what you see?" He says this as he grins, showing his braces. I was going to snap back but just then the teacher began to speak. "Alright class, as some of you already know, we're going to be doing a parent project!"

I stare at Scott, and he doesn't even look bothered. When I finally realized what she meant by a parent project, I let my head go in defeat, that was until Scott stood up and started walking to the table next to us. I got up after him and shortly after we sat down, the teacher began to pass out the instructions and a fake silicone baby for our project.

I sat quietly  watching Scott as he read the instructions: "3 weeks of taking care of this baby. Your job as this child's parent is to feed, bathe, name, and take care of him. You will be provided with a baby bag, diapers, and one outfit." I didn't want to work with this redheaded weirdo but i had no choice, "So, how are we going to do this?" He doesn't look at me; instead, he looks up and checks the time. I lean over towards him to also look at the clock. It was 2:40, and the last 5 minutes of class were really awkward, especially since almost everyone in the classroom was looking at me and Scott.

*The bell rings*

He abruptly gets out of his seat and heads towards the crowd leaving the classroom. I struggle to get out of my seat ."That stupid weirdo left me to carry this fat baby!" I said to myself as I picked it up and walked to the door. I stopped dead in my tracks once I realized that Scott was waiting for me by the door. "You waited for me?" I'm confused. "Do I have a choice?" He says, annoyed, as he begins to walk to his locker. I begin to follow him to his locker, trailing behind him every step of the way.

We stop at his locker, and I notice people staring at us. I get a little worried as I hold on to the baby tighter than before. Scott slams his locker shut and looks at me. "Where's your locker? We need to hurry so that we can meet up with the group." I was hesitating at first, but I shortly gave in. We went to my locker, and I grab my backpack. (This kid really hit me with a bike, came to my house, ate dinner with me, went in my room, was in a closet with me, attends my school, and is my partner for some dumb project.)

(Scott and Y/N part ways and they both head home)


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