Theron
Being an almost eighteen year old dad is hard. Responsibilities are piled sky high and the odds of me being a good dad like mine was to me is quite bleak. But the smile on my baby's face makes me think I'm doing alright.
But along came Bobby...
That God blessed the broken road that lead me straight to you.
BLESS THE BROKEN ROAD-RASCALFLATTS
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Blaise
"Damn I'm good," I breathe when I finish Theron's look. He looks like a freaking fairytale prince, you know the gay looking ones even with his geeky glasses he looks so hot.
"I could hardly recognize myself," Theron breathes when he looks in my floor to ceiling mirror.
"My turn," I laugh evilly and start on myself going for a more dramatic look than Theron's natural one.
"Dude, you're way too good at this," Theron mumbles and watches on as I transform myself.
When I'm satisfied that the both of us are as impeccable as ever did I allow us to leave my house and drive the forty five seconds to Smitty Ray's house. I don't know why he insisted that we meet at his and then go to the dance together is beyond me after we had already agreed to meet up in school. Sometimes this boy makes me crazy.
Theron uses his key and opens the door and I almost swallow my tongue when I see my half of the Jones twins. Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Jones for blessing Smitty Ray with great genes are the words on my mind.
"Hey!" Smitty Ray calls out throwing an arm around both Theron and my shoulders, "You guys look awesome," he adds with a grin.
"You don't look so bad yourself," I murmur appreciating how well his suit fit his broad shoulders and narrow hips.
"Yea. You look great," Theron mumbles slowly and we all watch as Theron stares in awe at Bobby Ray who mind you, looks like sex on legs.
"Oh god group picture!" Mrs. Jones squeals while snapping away with her digital camera, the flash unusually bright.
"You look 'andsome Daddy," Ky smiles tugging on Theron's hand and he kneels down to the kid's level hugging him and saying thanks.
I glance at Bobby Ray and almost die; he is looking at Theron in a way that makes me a little hot under the collar.
"Damn my sperm is good," Mr. Jones says sidling up to his wife's side and Bobby Ray shudders while Smitty Ray groans loudly throwing his head back. I nod since I thought it earlier.
