Continued.
"What do you wanna talk about buttercup?" I asked sitting indian style on the bed.
Ariana nervously looked at me playing with her fingers. "How do you know when a boy likes you?" she asked.
I widened my eyes then gasped. Boy talk! I've been waiting for this but not this soon. Maybe middle school? "Well who is this boy?"
"Mom..." she groaned.
"What?"
"Okay his name is Joey and we've been friends since my first day of third grade. We play together, and sometimes we write notes during class" Ariana said blushing unintentionally.
"Oh my god! You like him" I cheered in childlike behavior.
"Yes but I don't know if he likes me back plus Morgan and the LG clique says Jordan isnt cool enough for me to hang with him!"
"LG clique?"
"It stands for Lip Gloss, weird right?"
"Very" I answered with a small laugh shaking my head. "Are those girls your friends?"
Ari slightly nodded, "I guess. I sit with them at lunch and we trade bracelets"
"Everyday?" My eyebrows knitted in confusion.
"Yeah it gets annoying now. They always want my things but I never get theres. Isn't that strange?"
"Ari baby... From what it sounds like, those girls are using you for your stuff. They just like you because you gave expensive things" I explained playing with her curls. The generation today is just ridiculous man. I should've thought this whole public school thing out more. It's bittersweet right now.
She frowned and breathed heavily. "Well that sucks! I really don't have any friends except Joey. Everyone else thinks I'm stuck up so they don't talk to me"
"You don't need friends. If they don't like you, fuck them. Excuse me language but I'm being serious. As you get older they'll come around baby. For now just focus on your schoolwork"
"Yes ma'am"
"Now back to your little crush" I grinned and poked her cheeks.
Her dimples deepened and she smiled some. "Should I ask him does he like me?!"
"Try writing it on a note that says: I like you. Do you like me? Check yes or no. Then you'll see" I suggested.
"Okay thanks for the talk mommy. You're the best, good night!" she squealed and kissed my cheeks before running out.
"Good night Ariana!"
I let out a sigh in relief pulling the pregnancy test from under the pillow. I don't know when is the right time to tell Ariana about this. She may be upset which I'm hoping she's not. I just need time. I got up off the bed and took of my clothes except my undergarments. Shortly afterwards Chris walked back inside in only a towel wrapped around his waist. He grabbed some boxers frok the drawer then put them on along with sweatpants and his socks. He climbed in bed next to me causing me to smile.
"Are you feeling better?" I asked wrapping my leg across him.
"No.."
"You want some soup in morning?"
"Yeah, like the one you made me in UK"
"Alright"
He kissed my forehead while touching my stomach. "How far along are you?"
