Chapter 8

141 9 3
                                    

I went down stairs to see what mom has in store for me in the kitchen. Shane was there and so was his parents. His parents having already signed the paper and were hurrying mine to sign the paper faster. I ran over to try to get the paper out of moms hands but it was to late.
"Moooom how could do that to me? I trusted you." I exclaimed dramatically while putting my hand to my forehead. Turning away she smiles smugly and put the paper into my book bag.
"You are doing this it will get you used to being around each other without fighting. Beside the paper says that since the government have made this new technology. If you enter two peoples DNA it will create a child that will look like those peoples actual kid. You kid will be adorable. I know it." She squealed that last bit and turned to look at me.
"You better act nice to each other. I do not want this baby around yelling and fighting. Understand." Shane's mom asked, no, stated. We looked at each other. Me and Shane. He smiles but then shook his head and glared at me. I glared right back meeting his gaze. We turn back to our parents and nodded.
"Good now go to sleep it's late you need to wake up early to get your baby tomorrow." We went our separate ways and went to sleep.
>|^\*\£|€€|£|>|£
The next morning when I got to school my health teacher told me to go to the art room where Shane was with....our baby. Whose name is Rebecca. When I get there I see a little girl with her curly hair in two pigtails on top of her head and blue eyes and glasses. Mom was right she looked a lot like Shane and I combined. What I also noticed is that it looked a unicorn threw up on both of them. Both covered in a rainbow of paints and chalk dust.
What have I gotten my self into? Some one please tell me. I walked over and sat down beside Shane. Rebecca smiled and I saw she had my dimples. She sat on my lap and rapped her arms around my neck and whispered, "Hi mommy."
"Hi baby. How old are you.?" She gave me this very concentrated look, that I've seen Shane make exactly when doing math homework, and said while holding up three fingers,
" I'm four years old." she stated proudly. Shane chuckles and reaches over to put another one of her fingers up to make four. She pouts a little then smiles at him. "Thank you daddy." she stands up and kisses him on the cheek leaving a white and red mark on him. I literally saw him melt a little.
"Well we should probably get you home Bex so you can meet your grandparents. And just so you know there alittle crazy." I tell Rebecca. She giggles at me and grabs my hand to pull me up. I do and she starts trying to drag me to the door. Shane runs past me, picks her up and starts making airplane noises while running with her in his arms. I laugh and run after them telling them to be careful.

Welcome to my Messed Up Werecat LifeWhere stories live. Discover now