Life Straight Up (reposted - feedback wanted)

Chapter Twenty Eight

     After a whole month of planning and plotting, today was finally the day that scheming tart would step into my home. Despite this fact, I woke up with a smile and quickly got to work, getting myself showered and dressed. The key to everything me and Helena had planned was presentation. We had one false alarm a couple of weeks ago. Grace had planned to release Precious, but due to a severe infection she kept her in. Thankfully we got the news before we had everything in place, if we hadn't everyone might have seen right through me. I stepped out of the shower and walked over to the mirror above the sink. As I quickly brushed my teeth I thought through everything carefully. Once I was finished, I went into the bedroom and grabbed my clothes from the wardrobe. Helena and I had already picked out an outfit especially for this day. A smirk appeared on my face as I slipped them on, as quickly as I could. Which unsurprising was pretty slow, my belly had definitely grown in the last few weeks. It was fair to say there was no more hiding it. I rubbed my stomach gently, after I pulled my top over it, receiving a strong kick in return. I laughed to myself as the babies started to do summersaults as I exited the bedroom. Half way down the stairs, one of the babies moved rather suddenly causing me great discomfort.

"Owe!" I said rather louder than I had expected.

Within seconds Cole, Alec, Trent and Greg all came running from the kitchen. I couldn't help the urge to laugh when I saw their panicked, flustered faces. Ever since the pregnancy came out, they had all become very over protective, well not so much Trent, but definitely the others.

"Ray what happened?" Alec asked.

"Are you hurt?" Cole asked.

"Why are you laughing?" Greg asked, tilting his head to the side and looking puzzled.

"Whoa guys one at a time," I said attempting to make my way down the rest of the stairs.

"Easy does it, Strawberries let me help you," Cole said rushing over to me and taking my arm.

"Babe I'm fine. It was just the babies moving, one of them must have hit a nerve," I said as Cole guided me down the last two steps. "Seriously guys I'm fine. At ease soldiers," I continued, saluting as I giggled and headed to the kitchen.

Ever since I had gone to bed last night, I had an insane need for chocolate dipped in yogurt.

"Ray maybe you should get checked out?" Cole suggested, as he entered the kitchen.

The rest of them, except Trent who had probably left to check on Precious, followed closely after him.

"Babe it's fine, it was nothing. At least one of them does it around six times a day. Let's face it they're quickly running out of room," I replied with my head in the fridge, as I searched for the heavenly yoghurt.

"That can't be normal, come on let's pop in to see Grace," he said moving closer to me.

"Cole we're fine. Come on Alec, back me up, Helena must have been the same while she was carrying the twins," I said as I closed the fridge door and turned to my friend.

"Well yeah sure, but I don't remember her being like that this early. Saying that though, I don't think she was quite as big as you at this point," he said, looking at me up and down as he scratched his chin.

"Are you saying I'm fat?" I asked putting the yoghurt on the side and my hands on my hips, my foot tapping fiercely.

"God no, I would never say that. You're certainly far from fat. All I meant was together perhaps the babies are bigger than Olly and Isaac were," he quickly scrambled and fumbled.

"So, you're saying my babies are fat?" I asked, growing more agitated.

"Definitely not, oh do you hear that, I think I hear the boys crying," he replied quickly, before scurrying out of the room.