I Never Planned On You

Day 8/19- Food Club

"What's this?" I ask, as security hands me a big package.

"Someone had this delivered here for you." He replies.

"Okay, thank you!" I say, not bothering to close my dressing room door.

I grab my pair of scissors and slice open the tape holding the flaps down. I open the box and see a letter, so I open it up.

' Hey, girl! I was at your house, and I found some things in your room that I thought you might want while you're on tour! Pleeeaaassseee come visit me! I love you!

-Your babe, Resa '

Aw, Teresa sent me mail from home! I look farther into the box and see some stuff from my childhood. She sent some photo albums, my favorite ornament(a glass, sparkly ballerina), and 5 diaries of mine. I kept diaries from the time I was 11, until I was 16.

"What is that?" I hear Ben say, coming into my room.

"Oh, it's just some things from back home." I smile, turning around to face him.

Ben pulls a photo album out of the box and smirks. "There's a whole period party album? This is too good." He chuckled, flipping through the pages. "Oh, I like this one." He said, showing me a picture of 11 year old me with a banner in the background that said 'Andrea's Womanhood Party!'. I covered my face with my hands as Ben continued to look at pictures, laughing.

"Why are you so fascinated in my childhood pictures?" I ask, embarrassed.

"Firstly, these are womanhood pictures." He teased, closing up the album. "Secondly, because you are smiling in most of them, and I like to see you happy." He sat the photo album back in the box. "And also because a lot of them are embarrassing and I like to make fun of you."

"Wow, Ben, you are too sweet." I say, sarcastically.

"It's what I do best." He says, plopping down on the little couch in my dressing room.

"Do you want some food?" I ask, leaning down and pulling a giant plastic bin from under the couch.

"This is why you're my favorite. Of course I want food!" He says, sifting through all of the chips, pretzels, cookies, crackers, and other random foods I have in there.

I reach in and grab my bag of chocolate covered pretzels. Before Ben can pull out a bag of potato chips, I stop him, "You have to pinky swear that you won't tell anybody about my food. First rule of being in The Food Club; You don't talk about The Food Club." I say, holding up my pinky.

"I swear I won't tell anyone about The Food Club." He says, wrapping his pinky finger around mine, before grabbing the bag of chips. "Is Wren in The Food Club?" He asks.

"Duh, she's Wren." I say, eating a pretzel.

"So, that means I can go get her?" Ben asks, hopefully.

"Duh, she's Wren." I repeat.

Ben runs off and returns about one minute later, holding Wren on his shoulders, ducking when he gets to the doorframe so that she doesn't hit her head.

"Hey, babe!" I say, stealing Wren off of Ben's shoulders and hugging her.

"You can't just steal children like that, Andie!"

"I can, and I will." I tell him, sticking my tongue out.

"Whatever, she doesn't even love you as much as she loves me, so I still win." Ben says.

"Woah, woah, woah, woah, Wren loves me sooo much. She even slept over in my room last night!" I say.

"I've known her longer!"

"Longer, schmonger! She loves me more." I tell him.

Ben grabs Wren out of my arms and stands her up on the floor, "Okay, Wren, who do you love more: Aunt Andie," He said my name in a disgusted voice, "Or Uncle Ben?" And he said his name like he was an angel or something.

"Aunt Andie!" Wren says, happily, as Ben clutches his heart and falls over.

"You just killed me, Wren." He says.

I walk over to Wren and whisper, "The only way that you can wake him up is if you give him a hug and a kiss!"

She nods and walks over to Ben, hugging him, and then kissing his cheek.

"I'm alive!" He says, sitting up, "Except I'm dead again because that was too cute." Then he pretended to die again.

"Do I have to kiss and hug him again?" Wren asks.

"Nah, he's just being silly now." I tell her, getting my pretzels and holding the bag out to her and she grabs a few. Ben kept making gross death-like noises so that we wouldn't forget he was there.

"Wren, where are you?" I hear Meredith call.

"Go see your mommy, honey!" I say, and she walks out the door.

"Oh, just shut up!" I say, after two minutes of nasty noises coming from Ben.

"I can't, I need Wren to save me." He says.

"Well too bad, Wren just left. And, I have to get into costume, so you gotta go now." I say, trying to get him to leave, but he doesn't budge. "C'mon, Ben, I really have to change!"

"I won't look!" He says, putting his hands over his eyes.

"Sorry, but that isn't gonna cut it, you have to get out." I say as I grab his hand and try to pull him up, but he's too heavy. Now, I really have to get ready. I lean down and kiss his cheek, "Now you have to get up!"

"I need a kiss and  a hug." He says, still on the ground.

"If you stand up, I will hug you." I tell him.

"Fine." He says, standing up from the floor and I hug him, my arms around his stomach, with his going around my shoulders.

"Now, get out!" I say, pushing him out the door, and closing it behind him.