Different (LaMelo Ball)

Nice?

*Octavia's POV*

The class I dreaded the most. 4th period. I was in class with LaMelo, Micah, and Brook. It was awful. And this class was boring. It was heath. All I did was listen to the teacher say something and the immature boys snicker behind me. Never understood why we had to take a class about something everyone has known about since like 4th grade. It was required for more credit though so I mean I took it. The teacher went on about how expensive kids are and everything. The class was almost over when she pulled out a box. "We are going to take care of babies," she smiled. Everyone groaned but me. I didn't really care. I took care of my sister since she was born. "I will call off your name and your partners name and you will come get your assigned baby," she stated, "Along with a form to fill out about your baby." She started calling names off and of course Micah and Brook were paired. Shocker. "LaMelo," once the teacher said that all the girls were at attention waiting to be paired with him. "Octavia," she said. Me?! Ugh great. Just what I need. I stood up and Micah let out a laugh. "Poor Melo!" he shouted.
"Quiet!" the teacher said. We got our baby and the paper and sat down, now next to each other. I felt the glares coming at me from all the other girls in the room. "I can uh, fill this out and everything if you uh want. You don't have to worry about it..." I said nervously.
"It's coo," he shrugged, "What first?"
"Name?" I asked, we had a girl baby.
"Uh," he looked at me blankly.
"Haven?" I asked quietly.
"There you go!" he perked up. I wrote it down. "Middle name?" I looked at him, getting the same blank look. I let out a small laugh but stopped right away. "You laughing at me huh?" he said.
"No!" I said defensively, snapping my head to him, "I'm sorry. I just, like, I didn't-"
"You're good," he chuckled, "I'm playing. Put whatever you want the baby get my last name though." I nodded slowly and filled the paper out for us then let him read over it. He gave me thumbs up and I set the paper in the folder that came with it. "So parenting," he started, "I'll take it weekends."
"It? Her," I giggled a little.
"Right," he laughed, "Her. My bad."
"Okay though. Friday after school I'll give you her," I nodded.
"Sounds like a plan, but I think I should get your number incase of emergency you know," he shrugged. I nodded slowly and told him my number as he type it into his brand new iPhone X+. Then the babies all turned on and they started crying. "Oh shit," he blurted out. I let out a laugh and picked the baby up. I got out the pacifier that came in the diaper bag of needed things and gave it to her. She calmed down. "You're good at this," he told me.
"Have a baby sister," I chuckled.
"Cheater," he laughed a bit, flashing a smile. He wasn't so bad. Once you got him away from Micah... he was actually... dare I say it?... Nice...