-Wren-
I smiled and twirled. I wore a white tank top under a jean jacket and a nice pair of jeans. I wore my white flats. My long brown hair was wavy. It made the whole innocent city girl look complet. I stood in Mikey's bathroom. The nice bathroom was so much prettier than mine. I heard Mikey moving around in the hall.
"Babe, if we're going to make it to the party by sun down we better get going." Mikes announced. I smiled and skipped out of the bathroom. He stood leaning against the safety rail in a nice tee shirt and skinny jeans. His converse tied tightly and tucked away so they wouldn't get caught in his chain. I did a little dance, twirling and skipping.
"Ta-dah!" I cheered. He clapped and hugged me close, our lips met for one lingering kiss. I felt his hands roll down my back softly. We pulled apart quickly as Mikey's mom came down the hall. She smiled and awed at us. I'm lucky Mrs Way likes me. She's known me since I was in diapers. She awed at us the entire way down the stairs. Mikey pulled his bike out and was tackled by his mom gripping his childhood for dear life. I smiled and held off my giggles.
"My Mikey baby is so grown up." She said practically cradling Mikey's head into her. Mikey pulled away and fixed his hair.
"Mom!" He groaned as she licked her thump and whipped his face.
"Now, I know there are going to be alochol at this party and all I got to say is, if you're drinking walk home or call. I'll be up all night." Mrs Way was the best mother ever. She cared for her sons so much. Mikey grumbled as he boarded his bike. I perched myself up on his handle bars. Mikey began to pedle down the drive. His mom called after us happily.
"Pedle safe!"
I giggled at her remarks. Her being such a great mom made me only feel bad about doing this. I was going to make her little boy grow up before he needed too. I was going to take her Mikey baby away. He'll need to get a job and have an income. I only felt even worse for this now. But we've talked about being parents for a while and this seems to be perfect. And it's not like he's the only one. There are going to be three other babies. So the three other men are gonna need to do the same thing. That makes me feel less worse.
