The Billionires Secret Babies

I felt a tiny boney finger poke my back I was still asleep somewhere in the back of my mind I knew one of my two twin boys woke up. "Mommy im hungry" whined Lennox in his cute six year old voice, I pretended to be asleep so he would know I didn't want to be disturbed.

My sweet Lenny just kept on poking my back I growled clearly frustrated from my lack of sleep and my babies cluelessness on when to leave me be. I sat on my bed and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes I smiled sweetly at him. Lennox is an early riser unlike his twin brother Cameron who would sleep through world war three, I pick him up in my arms and made my way downstairs so I could start on breakfast.

It was 7:15 when I finished making scrambled eggs with blueberry pancakes, Lennox eyed the pancakes hungrily, drool was leaking down his chin.

I giggled at how cute my babies were, I heard tiny footsteps running down the stairs, Cameron poked his gold blond hair into the kitchen he smiled and ran to the table where he began to stuff his face with pancakes.

My mother walked up to where I was standing and pecked me on the cheek I know she sent Lennox to my room to wake me up so she could continue her beauty sleep.

   I Catherine Walter am a single 21 year old mother of two twin boys that are my world.
  my mother lives with us so she can stay and take care of my six year olds. My mother and I are alike but we look different.
I got knocked up at fifteen and she had me when she was sixteen. Heather Walter my mother has long chocolate brown hair and blue eyes, while I strawberry blond hair and hazel green eyes and just like my mother my babies daddy didn't want anything to do with a pregnant 15 year old. You would think I was the slutty popular girl that had sex way too many times and finally got pregnant and couldn't afford an abortion.  I'm,not I was actually the quiet intelligent geek that had a bright future.

Atticus Cinder was the golden boy at Prescott Academy with the golden blond locks and grey eyes with the sculpted Greek god body.

He was wealthy and just as smart as me. I drooled over his Adonis looks just like every girl on campus, he was hard to miss him with his gang of " popular people" were always loud and in large groups.
  All which had looks everyone envyed. I was the shy girl that all of the teachers loved, I wasn't rich like the other kids at Prescott Academy I was given a scholarship that payed all of the expenses.  With out the scholarship. I would have never gotten into the famous Ivy League school . Atticus and I met when Amber Kingesly my nemeses stuck out her right foot and tripped me and I landed on Atticus's lap spilling my plate of creamy chicken Alfredo pasta on his nice polo uniform.
    You would think this was embarrassing enough . No the most humiliating part was when I knocked him off his chair and kneed him in the nuts,he was in so much pain he had to be taken to the hospital.

No one spoke to me after the incident that landed Atticus in the hospital for five days. I didn't blame the students for being scared of me I was a walking disaster ,by all means I am really clumsy.
    The headmaster Mister Roberts called me into his office that same day.  I walked into his grand office with my head held down in shame for my actions. Before he could speak I started  blabbering my sincere apology. " I didn't mean to hurt him you've got to believe me, I tripped and fell I didn't mean it"
I told him all in one breath I, expected him to yell at me but he just chuckled and said he believed me and that I had to apologize to mr. Cinder. Atticus came back to school on Tuesday but there was no way I was going to get to him.
  he was constantly surrounded by peers.I decide to wait till ninth period which was my last class with him.

Ninth period was AP English with Mr. Emerson. He was one of those boring teachers with the monotone voice no one payed attention to but me.
   I was his best student who always answered his questions right. The bell had rung indicating that school was over , I sat in my chair while the students filed out.
 
   Atticus was in the back so I stood up and gently grabbed his elbow getting his attention. He stopped and turned around to face me, I had to crane my neck to look at his 6'2 tall frame. He looked down at me with an annoyed expression. My hands began to sweat and my heart was beating a loud rhythm.
    "hi my name is Catherine,  I'm really sorry for hurting you i didn't do it on purpose." I told him in a shy but sincere voice. I thought he would say it's fine and he knew it was an accident. instead in his cool teenage voice he said " whatever".

In case some of you haven't guessed yet Atticus is the father of Cameron and Lennox you may be wondering how he got me pregnant when he seemed to hate me for hurting him.

Atticus's mean attitude toward me never wavered until one day months after he ignored me. I was assigned as Atticus's partner for a chemistry project.
     I thought I would be doing all of the work and expected him to  not show up at all. He proved me wrong when he showed up at the library and said
   " what are we going to make for the project"?he asked in a I- don't- really care- let's- get this- over with voice.

  I was stunned for a bit then I snapped out of it
  " um I...I mean we are going to make a robot"
   he shrugged his shoulders I took that as an I'm cool with the idea sort of gesture.
   Atticus some how got the supply's for the robot and we began to build it.
the whole time neither one of us spoke. the silence was comfortable yet deafening.

  We continued to work on the robot for three days and it was always the same we would meet up at the library and  work on the robot. While we were working I heard Atticus loudly clear his voice.
   I ignored him; my attention was on getting the head of the robot screwed on right. my actions faltered and I dropped the screw diver when he said " are you a lesbian?".

I paled at his question than I looked at him and said, "why would you think I am a lesbian"?
   he shrugged and went back to work. I had thought the conversation was done but while he was focusing on the arm of the robot his said
  " because I don't see you with guys and your not all over me".

" you think I'm a lesbian because I don't act all horny in front of you and because I don't show any interest in other guy"?

He nodded his head yes,  " are you?"

"No... not a lot of  guys don't  like me so I don't put my self out there. and you hate me that's why I'm not drooling over you because then I would annoy you".
Atticus looked me in the eyes and told me he doesn't hate me.
  
I was happy when he said he didn't hate me but I wished he did because that was when my buried feelings for him grew into more then a simple crush.