"You sure he'll be okay with the Shrek party set?" "I don't see why not. I mean his favorite color is green."
We've spent an hour searching for anything a little more mature party sets but nothing came to view. There was Bob the Builder, Dora The Explorer, and Shrek. They didn't even sell Spongebob. Like really who doesn't sell that sponge!
Both Ryder's mom and I picked up most of what they sold of Shrek. We got the cups, paper plates, even the napkins.
"Should we get Green Party streamers." "I think we're good. I mean he is turning eighteen." I said setting down the plates on the cash register table.
"Someone's birthday." "Yeah this weekend." I said to the lady. She looked down and stared at my stomach.
"How many months?" She questioned. "Seven." I said smiling. "Ah two more to go. Trust me it'll be worth it." She said smiling at me. I smiled back.
We both walked out with four bags and went back to the car.
"Ready for gift shopping." "Of course." I said feeling giddy.
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An hour later both Ryder's and I walked out with our gifts for Ryder. So far what he has gotten was a pair of jeans and I nice plaid shirt chosen by his mom and I a new lacrosse stick with a matching set son and dad shirt.
I just had to, I mean they were so cute!
Once we got home we hurried up the steps as fast as we could to the master bedroom closet and hid all the birthday supplies.
"Well I'd say we did pretty good." I said turning around and facing her. She smiled and rushed us out of the room to make sure the coast was clear.
I exited the room and headed back to Ryder's and decided I needed a nap. Being this big is starting to get to me.
My feet are sore all the time and Ryder has a problem with touching people feet so he never rubs my feet for me. And then doing as much walking as we did today is taking a tole on me.
I groaned carefully getting into the big bed. I couldn't exactly flop back onto the matters because well, that would hurt me and the baby.
I heard ruckus down stairs and I figured that the king himself was home.
And hearing the stampede coming up the steps I'm thinking my thoughts were correct.
"Well you're home early." I said turning and facing him. "I could say the same for you." He said flopping onto the covers.
I smiled and nuzzled my head into his neck.
"Just shut up and cuddle with me."
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Live A Little
Teen FictionOne night, that's all it takes. Alex Summers finds herself being dragged by her friend to a high school party. Her friend gave her a list of things what to do and what not to do. One of them was the, "let loose and live a little." Is it just a one...
