Today is Emily's birthday. August 5th. A month and Emily is still gone. I'm currently downstairs cooking lunch. Pasta with spaghetti and water.
"Ross, dinners almost ready!" I called upstairs. Just then, my phone rang. Without looking at the caller I.D., I answered. "Hey."
"Hey girl!" I heard Kim say through the phone.
"Hey Kimmy Jimmy! How you've been?" I asked as I make Ross' plate.
"Eh, okay. I miss my fiancé," She says sadly. I can't help but feel bad for her.
"Aw, it'll be okay. I swear Riker'll be home soon." I soothingly replay.
"Yeah, I guess your right. You know what?" Kim asks, changing the subject.
"Spill," I say.
"Rocky got a girlfriend," Kim giggles. I giggle along.
"Oh really? That's interesting. Go on," I said curiously.
"Okay, her name is Hope. She's yay high and has brown hair. She has brown eyes and loves fashion. She loves music and ballet. There's only one problem to this young lady." Kim explains. Okay, now I was anxious to know.
"Oh, what's that?" I ask setting Ross' plate on the table. "Hold on," I put her on hold. "Ross! Your dinner is gonna get cold!" Just then, Ross came running down with a huge smile on his face. He ran to me and lifted me up, hugging me tight. He looks at me as he kisses my lips.
"What's up with you blondie?" I ask laughing. Ross set's me down.
"I was on the phone with Gold Records. I'm going solo with singing!" He announced excitedly. I squeal as I embrace him in a hug. I kiss him again.
"That's great!" I whispered. I widen my eyes as I realized I put Kim on hold. I pulled away and took her off of hold. "Hey Kim. Sorry."
"Hey, no worries honey. So as I was saying, there's only one flaw to Hope... she has a five year old son." I grimaced.
"What about Rock?" I asked.
"Well, I guess he was too fond of the idea. But he's okay. He's getting along with him. His name is Patrick." She explains. "Hope is a lot like you, though. Especially being skinny after giving birth to a baby. Same for Rydel." I nod even though she can't see me.
"Who's tat mon sa pone?" Ross asks with his mouth full of spaghetti. I roll my eyes and laugh.
"What? Don't talk with your mouth full," I take a napkin and wipe the corners of his mouth. He swallows the mouth full of spaghetti.
"I said who's that on the phone?" He asks again.
"Oh. It's Riker's honey-to-be." I reply.
"Hey Kim!" He yells after he swallows more spaghetti. I slap his arm as I glare at him. "What?" I hear Kim chuckle.
"Hey Bossy Rossy!" She says happily. I smile.
"She said 'Hey Bossy Rossy!'." I repeat for him.
"Hey! I'm not bossy!" He yells back.
"Uh, hello, lead singer of a band called R5." Kim says like as if it were obvious.
"She says that your the lead singer of R5 so..." I say to Ross. He rolls his eyes. I don't feel like talking to Kim around Ross so I run upstairs.
"You know what we should do?" Kim asks excitedly.
"What?" I ask, leaning against a wall.
"Me, you, Rydel, and Hope should have a girls sleepover!" Kim squeals. I think for a moment.
