Ariana
Tuesday, 1:48 pm
I was currently at Walmart getting cupcakes for Aviella's snack time when some random spawn of the male population walked up to me.
"Hi." He smiles.
"Do I know you?"
"I was just saying hi."
"For what reason?"
"Because I'm a nice person."
"I don't believe that."
"Fine. Because you're pretty. Beautiful, actually."
"If you can't tell by my stomach and the ring on my finger, I'm married. Happily."
"Well then, can I at least have your number? We can just talk."
"The fuck? No! Let me say it again. I'm happily married to my husband, who is a Calvin Klein model, might I add."
"Okay, okay. I understand. I'll go find someone else." He turns around and walks away and I let out a sigh of relief.
"Goddamn." I mumble.
"I heard everything he said to you." Now a random spawn of the female population is talking to me.
"That's nice." I say.
"He shouldn't have said those things, or kept going when you told him you were married."
"I agree."
"Especially after you said your hsuband was a model."
"Is that why you're talking to me?"
"No, no, no! Of course not."
"I find that hard to believe." I start walking away but the woman follows.
"Can you at least tell me his name."
"Oh, of course. It's Nun Ofyourbusiness."
"Excuse me?"
"His first name is Nun and his last name is Ofyourbusiness."
"That's rude."
"Can you just leave me alone? I need to be somewhere."
"Just because you're a model's wife, doesn't mean-"
"Okay, thank you. Goodbye." I turn around and walk away, something I should've done a long time ago.
I check out and take my stuff to the car, denying help from two different men before finally being able to leave.
I drive to Aviella's school, grab the cupcakes and hurry inside because it's 2:10. I check in with the secretary and they take me to Aviella's classroom.
"Mommy!" Aviella squeals.
She gets up from her chair and runs to hug me.
The other kids look at me for 0.2 seconds before going back to what they were doing.
"Hello, Ms. Grande. How have you been?"
Aviella's teacher, who I've met only twice, once before school started and again when she came with Aviella to the car to tell me and Justin about her "questionable" attitude, walks up to me.
"I'm fine. How are you?"
"Great. I see you've brought cupcakes. Aviella's been talking about these all day."
"Has she?" I look down at Aviella, who just giggles.
"Definitely."
"Ms. Webb, can you pass them to out so I can show mommy to all my friends?" Aviella asks.
"If that's okay with your mother."
"That's fine." I laugh.
I give the cupcakes to Ms. Webb and Aviella grabs my hand, pulling me around the classroom to meet all her friends.
"This is Tessa! Her sister was bad to is but now she's good." Aviella says.
"Oh. Hi Tessa."
"Hi." The little girl smiles, showing off a mouth full of baby teeth.
"Are you gonna have a baby?" Tessa asks.
"Yes, I am."
"It's a girl! Her name is gonna be Ariella! It's a mix of my mommies name and my name."
"Umm, Avi, who told you that?"
"I did."
"Well, that decision hasn't been made yet."
"Oh. It will!" Aviella eats her cupcake that Ms. Webb gave her and I stay until she's done.
2:38 pm
"Come on, babe. Let's go home." I tell Aviella.
"Okay!" Aviella runs to her cubby and grabs her stuff then says goodbye to her closest friends before following me out.

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Free (Sequel to Trapped)
أدب الهواةAriana Grande and Justin Bieber suffered something horrible as teenagers. Now, it's 5 years later, and they're getting married. The two adopted 5 year old Aviella Monet together, and Ariana is pregnant. Read to find out about the life of being Free...