Bullied By B5

Senior Year

"The father of the baby is... Patrick Breeding." Patrick's face lit up in shock. I smiled in tears and  covered my mouth.

"I—I'm the father?" Patrick stuttered while tears escaped his eyes.

"Your name is Patrick, right?" The nurse asked.

"Yeah."

"Then yes, he's your son. Congratulations!" She smiled. Everyone smiled. Kelly, Bryan, Dustin, and Carnell were relieved. Especially Dustin, he didn't want to have a baby by his girlfriend's best friend.

Tammy handed the baby to Patrick. Patrick stared at him a whole new way now. He was a father. He stared at the baby like he was the most beautiful thing in the world. He was the best thing that's ever happened to him.

"So, what're you gonna name him?" The nurse asked me.

I smiled. "Owen Yandel Breeding." Patrick looked at me in tears. Yes, I named our son after him.

"Owen." Patrick whispered to the baby. The baby slowly squinted his eyes open. Patrick gasped. The nurse brought the Birth Certificate in, and Patrick and I signed it.

Certificate of Birth

This is to certify that the birth of Owen Yandel Breeding.

Sex: Male

Born at Atlanta Medical Center. (USA) on May 16, 2013.

8lbs & 5oz.

Hair color: Dark Brwn

Was registered with the consular service of the United States and a consular report of birth was issued at Atlanta Georgia on May 17, 2013.

Parents:

Father: Patrick Owen Breeding

DOB: Sept 19

Mother: Diamond Maria Rose Rodriguez

DOB: Dec 16

Doctor: Patricia Obliatta

Date: May 17, 2013

Patrick walked over to me and kissed my forehead. "I love you."

"I love you too."

"Aww!" Everyone said.

"Oh shut up guys." Patrick smiled still holding Owen.

September 9

Senior Year

Patrick straps Owen in his car seat, in my new car. A black Audi. My white Honda Civic has been taken to the junk yard. But anyways, Owen is almost five months now. And he's the best thing that's ever happened to me and Patrick.

Patrick and I hopped in my car and drove Owen to the Infants Childcare Center, so we can head to school for our first day.

The school sent our schedules in the mail. This time me and Patrick have no classes together, and we have different lockers. Oh well, we'll see each other in lunch.

We drop Owen off and head to school. Patrick parks the car in the front, then we hop out and walk towards the entrance. As we enter through the doors, we took out our schedules.

"I'll see you in lunch babe, bye." Patrick kisses my lips and walked off to his locker.

"Ok, bye." I walk to locker 248 and put the combination in. I opened it and put my bag in it. Then I walked to my first class, Voice and Piano 1 room A302. The teacher's name is Mr.Taylor.

I entered the classroom and only a few students are here. I took a seat in one of the yellow chairs in the front. Mr.Taylor waits until everyone gets here. A boy walks through the door.

He was Spanish with light skin, black short cut hair, he had dimples, a diamond stud earring in his left ear, and he wore a black and white, Adidas track suit. He looked at me and smiled. I smiled back.

I wasn't trying to flirt by using facial expressions, but I gotta admit, he is cute. He sat beside me.

"Hey, I'm Anthony." He introduced with a slight Spanish accent.

"I'm Diamond."

"Your name is beautiful as you are." He smiles.

"Thanks." I giggle. Is he really flirting with me? "But before this turns into a flirt war, I have to tell you I have a boyfriend."

His demeanor changed. "Oh, sorry. But It was nice meeting you though." He said in a saddened tone.

"Yeah, you too."