C h a p t e r - 11

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[Edited] Chapter 11: The Thing With The Baby!


Nova:


After laying the baby down in her crib, Scott started to tell stories about their childhood and how sometimes he thought that Sam and Ryan share the same genes of being overly dramatic sometimes.


"So, this one time in 5th grade, Sam came to me crying. So I asked her, what happened and she said some guy in her class had said some bad things to her. So I being a overprotective big brother, marched towards the guy the next day and took care of him," he started saying and said 'took care of him' with an expression that clearly made me imagine exactly what he had done.


"Guess what I found out the very next week?" Scott asked.


"What?"


"I found out the guy was actually Sam's boyfriend who had cheated on her." He said laughing. "I still can't believe, she made up a fake story just so I could hurt him! And I believed her fake story. She's such a drama queen!" He said with the look of love for his sister in her eyes.


"So... what bout you? Any siblings?" Scott asked.


"Yep. Two!" I said to him, smiling.


"Two? Older or younger?" He asked curiously.


"Both older, Nate is 30 and Nina is 25." I said.


"Nate and Nina?" He asked.


"Oh yeah! Nathaniel and Nikolina Stark." I said to him.


"Wow! The poor guy must be stuck between two sisters."


"Sometimes, but we used to get along. I mean, we were The Three Musketeers. Nate used to always pretend that he was annoyed by us but we always knew he was always there whenever we needed him. He was like our bodyguard. And Nina and I were total opposites. I mean, she was daddy's girl while I was momma's! We never used to agree on a single thing." I sighed. "Happy times!"


Shit! I had to call them.


Scott nodded smilingly. Soon, the guys came down for breakfast.


"Uh guys... There's a baby in the apartment!" Jenna said, pointing weirdly at the crib.


"Whoa! Did you steal this baby while you were drunk? Awesome." Ryan said, jumping up and down.


"Sshh." Scott and I said together.


Damn! Can't they see the baby's sleeping?


Why do I have such idiot friends?


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