Walker's POV
"How are things going over here?" TJ asks.
He comes over to where Jonah and I monitor Austen playing at the water table alongside some other children. She moves her hands through the water, amused by the cool ripples.
"The pompoms weren't for her, so we decided to play with the water instead," Jonah responds.
Austen claps her hands in the shallow stream and giggles at the spray.
"What happened with the pompoms?" TJ wonders.
"She was showing murderous tendencies," Jonah answers.
I quickly hop in to explain, "She threw one at a kid."
"Oh," TJ responds. "Well, at least she's fine now."
He jinxed it. The second after TJ says that, Austen swipes her arm over the table, creating such a wave that it drenches the girl beside her. And Austen laughs, happy to see the other child crying. I pull Austen away from the table and spin her to face me, but she's still laughing wildly.
"No," I snap, and she goes silent. "We don't splash people."
Austen, confused by this denial of her fun, slowly tries to reach for the water table again, but I shake my head.
"Uh-uh."
She drops her hand and scrunches her face. In under a blink, she's bawling, and Jonah and I don't know what to do.
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Andreas's POV
"God, how long is this survey?" Amber says as she comes up from downstairs to refill her glass of water for a fifth time.
"Too long," Jayda groans.
"It's almost done, I swear," Hazel promises.
I lean over to Jayda to whisper, "We can get Slurpees after this."
She gives me a faint smile but doesn't say anything.
"Can I come?" Wyatt asks.
"Well, your sister will have to answer that," I say.
"Sure," Jayda says.
"Okay," Hazel cuts back in, "how old were you when you had your first kiss?"
Jayda snaps her eyes to me. Every answer I write, she's been examining silently. It's starting to worry me, because I couldn't care less about what she did before me, but she seems to be obsessed with what I've done.
"Kissing is weird," Wyatt mumbles. "Mouths are for eating."
I smirk, muttering, "Yeah, they do that too."
That gets me a nudge from Jayda and a disapproving look.
"What?" I huff.
She ignores my question, looking down at her page, so I do the same, scribbling my answer. Before she can read mine out, I read hers.
"Twelve?"
"Fourteen?" Jayda combats.
"Are you judging me?"
"Are you judging me?" she shoots back.
"I should've established that this is a judgement-free zone," Hazel states.
"I'm hungry," Wyatt says. "Do you have food?"
"Come here," Amber says, waving him into the kitchen. "We have veggies in the fridge."
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The Good Hair Family Sitcom
Fanfiction{4 seasons and complete} Tyrus, Ambi, Muffy, and Wonah are adults now, but growing up and having families brings new kinds of challenges. Through the complications of them and their kids, their life-long friendship is the one thing they can always r...
