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"JORDYN"
A MONTH went by and Clementine was in her 2nd month of pregnancy, Oakley had been finishing the rest of his tour (As he had met her he was on a tour and took a break when he found out about the baby) Clementine had found herself going back to college and trying to catch up in order to finish her last year. Clementine and Jordyn still haven't talked yet, and Clementine has been dying to talk to her.
Clementine walked to a sushi fast food as she was supposed to meet her mother there, ordering a drink she waited for her mom and 7 minutes later she entered and sat down.
"Hi Clemmy," Rosita smiled.
"Hey Mom," Clementine smiled.
"What's been going on," Rosita asked while taking off her jacket.
"I've been having these really weird cravings over the months, the vomiting stopped so that's good, I'm just so tired," Clementine yawned.
"Well just be glad you haven't gotten to the worst of it," Rosita smirked.
"Yeah Oakley has told me all about it, he's going to call off from career duties in my 2nd trimester," Clementine explained.
"He's been really involved, I like that," Rosita smiled.
"Yeah," Clementine smiled.
"So are you two..." Rosita raised her eyebrows.
"Oakley wants us to be together for the baby," Clementine says.
"Did he exactly say that?" Rosita asked.
"No, but I know that's what he meant," Clementine
"Clementine," Rosita raised an eyebrow.
"He didn't have his dad growing up, so he wants us to be together so the baby has parents who are together," Clementine explained.
"You don't know that maybe he does want to be with you, just at least try he's probably the sweetest guy you will ever meet, you might like him more than you think," Rosita smiled, Clementine sighed.
"Okay," Clementine said taking a sip of her water, the waiter came back to order their food after they ordered, and they kept talking for a little bit.
"So how dad," Clementine asked.
"Busy as always," Rosita scoffed while rolling her eyes.
"You seem more annoyed than usual," Clementine raised an eyebrow.
"It's nothing, now what I want to know is when are you telling your father you're pregnant," Rosita questioned.
"You know I'm more scared of him than you," Clementine sighed.
"You've always been his little angel," Rosita took a sip of wine.
"I just need to prepare myself, and prepare him make sure the whole day is happy for him then I'll tell him I'm 2 months pregnant from a random British man at a club and still no wedding ring," Clementine frowned.
