Hi, my name is Danny, Daniel Jones. I'm 30, married to a beautiful woman, who I have two wonderful little girls with, but I also have another amazing daughter. She's 15, tall, blonde, and has my crystal blue eyes. She was born when I was in high school, this is my story of being a teen dad.
I had never had a girlfriend or any type of relationship before. But this new girl intrigued me. She was tall, blonde and had hazel green eyes that lured you in. The first day of sophomore year I introduced myself and a few minutes later I got a notification. She had added me on Snapchat. My friends teased me and joked around about it.
We went out a few times over the next few weeks and then, on Christmas Eve I asked her to come over, as I had bought her a gift. She said she got me one too. We agreed she would come at 6pm and her mom would pick her up at 8pm. I really wanted her to finally see my house so I didn't mention my parents would be at their friends for a secret Santa exchange around that time.
She rang the doorbell and I walked down stairs my heart racing. I saw her through the blurry window in the door. Before I opened it I hung up some mistletoe, right above the door. She was too hot not to try. We were just kids, it want like she'd kiss me anyways. We were 14. I hadn't even had my first kiss. So I opened the door and I saw her, properly. I still remember it to this day. A yellow jumper, blue skinny jeans and white Adidas shoes. Her hair was in a messy bun and she had long blue nails, with little snowflakes on both ring fingers. She said hello and kissed me on the cheek.
"Oh..uh...yes, Hi!" I said closing the door. She went straight upstairs as if she'd been here before.
"Is this your room?" She asked walking into my brothers.
"Noo." I said pointing to the door next to it "that's mine" she looked at it and noticed that mine was smaller, as I was younger.
"Oh well, it doesn't matter" she shrugged it off and walked into my brothers room, jumping onto the table. I sat on the wheelie chair. She took her shoes off and put her feet into my thighs. I couldn't control myself. It really wasn't my fault, it was teenage hormones. But I guess I should get over it and say it. I got a boner.
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Teen Dad
Non-FictionWhat it's like being 16 and a parent, from the perspective of a father.