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Onika MarajManhattan High School

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Onika Maraj
Manhattan High School



February 14, 2025


As we stepped out of the car and started walking toward the school, Blue turned to me with that serious look she gets sometimes.

"Okay, so I've been thinking of names," she said, straight-faced.

I couldn't help it-I laughed a little. It was just how seriously she was taking this.

Blue groaned. "Stop laughing! This is serious, Momma. My baby's coming in six months, I gotta be ready."

I raised an eyebrow, trying not to laugh again. "You really think this your baby huh?"

"Yes," she said, crossing her arms.

Meanwhile, my mind was on something entirely different. Today, I hit two months. The sickness had mostly gone away, thank God, but now I was dealing with these ridiculous cravings.

Not to mention wanting to fuck Beyoncé every minute of the day. And tonight? Valentine's Day? I was definitely getting some nasty sex, no question about it.

Just thinking about it had me wet.

"Momma! You're not even listening to me!" Blue whined, pulling me back to reality.

"Oop, I'm sorry," I said, snapping back to attention. "Okay, what names you got in mind?" I smiled, knowing I needed to focus, but my mind was still somewhere else.

We began walking towards the building. "Okay, so we should keep the color theme going," she said, a little smirk on her face.

I chuckled, already knowing she'd thought this through. "What do you have in mind?"

"How about Gray? Cyan? Or Jett?" she said, completely serious.

As we walked into the school, I shook my head, smiling. "I don't know about Gray, but maybe we could work with Cyan. Who says it's a boy anyways?"

Blue rolled her eyes dramatically. "If it's not, y'all gotta try again, 'cause something's wrong."

I couldn't help but laugh at her. I turned and pulled her into a hug, kissing her forehead. "Go to class, silly."

Before she could walk off, a nervous voice interrupted. Amir walked up with flowers in his hand, looking like he was about to pass out from nerves.

He stood there for a second, then finally managed to get the words out.

"Uh... hey, Blue," he stammered, holding the flowers out. "Happy Valentine's Day."

Blue froze for a second, blinking at him. I stood back, watching with a smile. Amir looked like he was about to melt into the floor, but he pushed the flowers toward her a little more.

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