1-Robot babies

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The picture is what I imagine Zoe to look like! :)
~Caspar POV~
Once again I pulled the waist band of my black skinny jeans up higher. I felt so uncomfortable but there was nothing I could do. It was either be uncomfortable or get the shit beat out of me. I chose this. I sighed sinking down into my seat further as I dug my clear painted finger nails further into my pocket as I felt his cold stare on me.

I did not understand how someone so hot, could make you feel so... cold. It was only me though. No one else. He was always hanging out with everyone else. Getting drunk, making out with all the girls. So friendly to everyone except me.

I shifted back to the front as Mr. Meyers cleared his thrust signaling the start of class. I was not looking forward to this. I did not want to have to take care of a crying robotic baby doll with someone I didn't like.

"Alright! So I have already divided you all up into couples. You will get the baby for three weeks. I expect you to actually work together with the child. You have to have daily logs. At least four times a week I expect you to spend some time together with the kid. You must both also take the kids to your house... blah blah blah..." I zoned out not caring.

"Unfortunately there is more guys than girls so two guys will be grouped together. That's going to be lance and Caspar."

That was when I finally zoned back into the class. My eyes widened as I quickly looked over to see him already glaring holes into my head. I gulped thickly and almost felt like crying. I let my long hair fall into my face as I pulled my sleeves further over my hands and sunk down into the chair.

My own mind was reeling until class was over. I was out of the seat quicker than anyone else. The stupid baby dolls were being handed out but I didn't care. I ran to my locker eager to just go home.

"Hey jones." I heard my last name and looked at my feet. I already knew who it was. I winced feeling the heavy baby doll be shoved into my chest.

"Meet me at four. Here is my house address. I don't want to have to talk to you so bring something to do." He snapped before walking away. I sighed happy that I already knew his address.

This was going to be a long damn night.

I quickly cradled the baby to my chest as I pulled my back pack on and sped walk out to Zoe's car. She smiled opening the door for me.

"Bout time. I thought maybe the football jocks got you again." She laughed but I knew she felt bad.

I smiled lightly as I looked at her.

"Unfortunately it was worse. Lance and I have to take care of this stupid robot plastic." I groaned holding it but its foot as we both got into her car.

She rolled her eyes laughing as she looked in the mirror and reapplied her lipstick. It was a gorgeous dark purple color.

"Want some?" She asked holding the tube out to me. Zoe was the only one who knew of my true life style, and she supported me completely. She was the one that bought all my girl clothes and makeup for me. With my money of course.

I blushed softly but nodded happily as she handed the liquid lipstick over to me. I quickly and expertly applied the color before looking at her.

"Gorgeous." She hummed as she started driving back to her house. We always did this because I liked her house better. It was more supportive feeling.

"Thank you." I giggled softly as we stayed in silence for awhile before we were back in her room.

"I really don't wanna go to his house later zooooooe." I groaned setting the doll down as I started packing my stuff up. We had been in her room for awhile so now it was time for me to go to his.

I sighed wiping my lips off with a makeup wipe as I looked back at her.

"I know babe. It's just a few hours. Do it for your child." She teased making me roll me eyes.

"Shut up. Wish me luck." I said grabbing my stuff and walking down the stairs. I faintly heard her call a good luck to me as I left.

Unfortunately lance's house was close to Zoe's so I had to walk.

It was cold as hell outside and the sky was gray. It was supposed to thunderstorm later. Usually I loved the rain. It made me feel more relaxed and honestly happy. Rain was just something that did that for me.

But today? I hated the idea of rain. Rain meant that I may have to spend more time with him, and I was not about that torturous life style.

I wish I could disappear and never come back. It would be so much easier than having to deal with this guys judge mental stated every time I moved. He did not even know the real me. Why did he hate me? Why was he so judge mental? Why... why couldn't he just act friendly towards me, at least a little bit. It wasn't that hard.

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Hi guys! This is my brand new story! *fireworks*
I am super excited about this one. I am sorry this is not that long but I hope to make each chapter longer. Also the chapters should get better as time goes on because I am not the greatest at first chapters. :) let me know what you guys think! (Also if you see any typos just message me. Don't put them in the comments, thank you guys so much!) I love you all very much! Enjoy the story you cuties. Remember, be yourself always and forever.

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