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Summer Dream · Apr 10th 2016

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Oakland School. This is where our story will begin. If you look at the high school, you will see that their are many different students. Different sizes, colors, interests, personalities, wants. All different. However, we will be looking at one class in particular.

The senior class. There are many different people here as well but there are two that are so opposite, people would think they would never fit. One is the good girl of the school, and the other is the troublemaker bad boy. She keeps her grades high, doesn't party, gets her work done, and is pretty much the apple of any teachers eye.

He, on the other hand, is a flirtatious one that has many girls fall at his feet. He has his own little group, and he is considered popular because of this. He does some work now and then, but isn't really bothered by it. If there's a party, you could bet that he would be there. The teachers kjow not to expect homework every time from him.

But what would happen if these two are paired up for their final senior project? This is a huge project and is the difference between whether they graduate or repeat. The only catch is that they have to raise a baby together. Not real baby, but a baby simulator that acts and responds like a real baby.

How could these two possibly raise a child together if they are so different? Can they pull together and get a good grade, or will they have to forfeit due to not being able to work together? What happens the summer after they graduate? Will they have some kind of relationship growing, or will they turn away and go on with there lives?

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Samantha Anderson

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Name: Samantha Grace Anderson
›Pronunciation: suh-MAN-thuh grās AN-dur-suhn
›Nickname(s): Sam, Gracie
Date of Birth: August 20th
›Age: Eighteen years young
Gender: Female

⇉Appearance[hr]
Hair Type: Wavy
›Hair Color: Bleach blonde
›Hair Length: Shoulder-blade length
Eye Color: Hazel
›Eye Shape: Almond
Body Type: Slim
›Height: Five foot, four inches (5'4")
›Weight: One hundred and twenty five pounds (125 lbs)
›Skin Tone: Pale Caucasian
›Modifications: None
Clothing Type(s): Anything comfortable. Mostly jeans and a t-shirt, though she has a thing for hoodies

⇉Digging Deeper[hr]
Positive Traits: Smart, level-headed, responsible, hardworking, dependable, and sensible
Negative Traits: Can be stubborn, maybe too careful, mostly sticks to a plan, and pretty much run by her parents
Personality: Samantha is the kind of girl you can always count on to have the upcoming homework and neat, well organized notes. She always has her homework done and it's always on time. She plans for almost everything school wise. However, she doesnt get out all that much, though it's not her own fault. She has never been to a house party and isnt one that stays out late. If you make her mad, she has a tendency to get stubborn with you. You could say that she is pretty much run by her parents, but she just doesnt want to disappoint them. She is kind, caring, and helpful. She is a good friend and likes fun, as long as it doesnt get her into trouble.
›Likes: Reading, drawing, having no worries about homework, bright skies, starry nights, music, the color aqua, coffee, and hanging out with friends
›Dislikes: Cliff hangers, some surprises, not having a plan, storms, hot pink, and cocky guys
›Strengths: A planner, good head on her shoulders, and independent
›Weaknesses: Not physical strength, cant hide emotions well, and controlled by her parents
Fears: Tight spaces, that she will never measure up, and not graduating
Dreams: That someone will see her for her, that she'll make her parents happy, and that she will graduate high school
Talent(s): Singing, though its hidden, organizing pretty much anything, and cooking
History: Ever since Samantha was born, she was raised to be a good little girl and to always listen to her parents. She never spoke out of line, never did anything her parents said no too, and always did as she was told. She was the perfect little angel, even though she was controlled.

As she grew up, her parents made sure that she stayed on top of homework, made good grades, and became independent. They taught her many home skills, especially when she came to the age that she was allowed to stay home alone without a babysitter. Her parents are both business people and they are more often working than at home with her.

As she entered into high school, she noticed many of her friends were expanding themselves a bit. They would stay out late, hang out all the time, and have parties now and then. However, her parents way is so deeply in her that she is almost afraid to break it. This caused many gaps to be formed between her and her friends.

Now, she has stellar grades and graduation is pretty much in the bag for her. Except for one thing: the final senior project. In the last three months of school, she will be required to raise a baby simulator with a partner. All she can think about is who would she be paired with.
›Hometown: Oakland
›Parents: Robert Anderson (father: alive), Victoria Anderson (mother: alive)
›Sibling(s): None; only child
›Other relations: N/A

⇉Love Life[hr]
Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Single
›Crush: None
›Girlfriend/Boyfriend: N/A
›Spouse: N/A
›Children: N/A
Turn-on's: Tall, dark hair, bright eyes, dependable, hardworking, kind, supportive, protective, and flirty
Turn-off's: Short, red hair, lazy, arrogant, cocky, aggressive, and controlling

⇉Other Information[hr]
Theme Song: "Clarity" by Zedd
Faceclaim: Dove Cameron
Other: N/A

⇉About the Roleplayer[hr]
Screen-name: Keylyn May
Nickname(s): Keylyn is fine
Muse Level: Usually high unless rushed
Activity Level: 8/10 besides schooling
Plot Ideas: None at the moment

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maddie1311 · Apr 11th 2016

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]Hello! I would love to roleplay this with you! It sounds fun! At the moment i don't any extra plots but i will try and think of one in the men time. I will be tracking with my character who have already created for another role play. If you click on his profile you can read the bibliography there. Please just ignore the Olympian Hill tidbits. His history will be revealed in roleplay. Would you mind starting first? Also i think we should make it a dramatic role play to spice it up C:
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Summer Dream · Apr 11th 2016

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[OOC: Hey there! Thank you so much for joining me. I like your character, and I'm very excited about this thread. I don't mind drama and I am actually hoping there will be drams in this thread. Anything really to keep this thread interesting and hooking. I'll be happy to start us off.

[IC: My footsteps are light and my sneaker hardly make a sound as I walk through the halls of the high school. Around me there are groups holding many different conversations but nothing that I actually found interesting. Then again, not many people would like me to enter their groups anyway since I was a "good girl".

My jeans fit me all and my T-shirt was plain, but it was nothing fancy or name brand. I was simple and happy to stay that way. My blonde hair hung gently around my shoulders and my blue eyes scanned around me as I walked.

"Hey!" I turned to the voice that called to me. Jessy was running to catch up with me. Now we are two friends that are pretty much opposites of each other. Her hair was dark, her skin tanned, and her eyes brown with mischief. She was more outgoing and was always up to date on the populars around here, especially guys.

This was my normal school routine. Nothing special, nothing exciting, just a normal day in normal motion. However, our senior project was coming up and I inwardly dreaded who may become my partner. It would be my luck that I end up with someone who didn't care.

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maddie1311 · Apr 11th 2016

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; color: black; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 120%; text-align: justify;]I was trashed. No not drunk but hung over. A headache blossomed inside my head, pounding to the rhythm of my heartbeat. Every little noise made me want to rip my hair out. The lights of the hallways were just a bit too bright, blinding me whenever i turned a corner. The sound of my name echoed through the halls but i chose to ignore it. Suddenly the voice caught up to me, her slender fingers wrapping around my wrist. I stopped, a bored expression on my face. The blonde in front of me didn't seem to notice, puffing her chest out proudly. "How was last night babe?"

I cleared my throat, cocking my head to the side. I stared at her thoughtfully, watching slowly as her grin began to sink. [b]"Uh... I don't remember." Okay that was a bad thing to say. The girl's eyes widened, thick black lashes fluttering in disbelief. She began to flap her hands, none of her words reaching my ears. If it was any other day i would politely entertain her before i went to class. I wasn't a complete jerk. I could be nice when i wanted to.

Strolling through the halls i arrived at Miss Hall's classroom surprisingly early. I sank into my seat at the back of the class and slowly rubbed my eyes. I wanted to stay home this morning but i was ushered off to school. I could've skipped buuut that would actually be a first. I don't do my homework but i have no desire to skip. Yet.[/fancypost][align=center][size=5pt]TEMPLATE ©BOKEH | #BOKEHFANCY | PREMADE TEMPLATE[/size]

Summer Dream · Apr 11th 2016

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[IC: Jessy and I talked as we walked to our lockers, though I wasn't too interested in the topic. She was filling me in on the parties that have recently taken place, who was dating who, who was looking really hot, and what new fad everyone was going on about. I wasn't exactly into any of that, but I decided to humor her.

I got NY books from my locker,keeping my bag slung over my shoulder. I felt Jessy nudge my arm, and soon heard her whisper. "He looks like he has fun." i glanced over my shoulder to see who she was referring to and my eyes landed on Kamden Foxx.

I just rolled my eyes and continued onto class. Jessy thought he was the hottest thing in school, but I thought he was just another wild child. I never understood guys like him. However, I knew we were in the same class for our senior project and I was inwardly praying that we weren't placed together.

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maddie1311 · Apr 11th 2016

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random plots...

I sank down into my chair, quietly waiting for class to start. The daily buzz of my phone called me from my peace and quiet and into the clutches of social media. Ignoring all the texts i opened the one from my best friend, Kyle. Dude you look rough was all he texted me but i understood immediately. Most never seemed to notice whether i was feeling okay or not but he could tell the tiniest differences. I guess that goes for all best friends. I texted Kyle back what happened, making sure to fill him in on this morning. Partying was rough when i got out of hand and i was definitely feeling it today.

The one minute bell rang, signaling for my classmates to start filing in. I clicked my pen open and closed, my green eyes traveling to the board. Oh no. Today was the day we would receive our partners. I was not excited for this final. I wasn't bad with children, i secretly loved them, but i was nervous about who i would have to group with. Hopefully someone smart. I needed to graduate college.
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Summer Dream · Apr 11th 2016

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[OOC: okay I love those ideas! I think the first three would be very easy to weave into the roleplay and would definitely add some drama.

[IC: I heard the bell as it caught of Jessy's rambling about popular classmates, and I nodded down the hall. "I have to go. I'll see you at lunch okay?" Our goodbyes were always really quick and simple, considering she would no doubt text me at the end of class, or meet me at my locker. Either way, we were always talking.

I slipped into class along with a few others, quickly finding my seat at the edge of the classroom. Taking a glance at the board, my stomach twisted with nervousness. I was excited about receiving the baby simulation, because I have always love infants, but what worried me was if I got someone who didn't care. I couldn't let my grade go down just because of that.

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maddie1311 · Apr 15th 2016

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; color: black; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 120%; text-align: justify;]My classmates slowly began to trickle in, their incoherent chatter filling the room as the entered. Their voices began to grate on my nerves and ignored the urge to cover my ears. One thing about me being drunk, and the hangover that follows, is that i end up becoming really childish and a huge teddy bear. And that would ruin my status if anyone found out. I was once at a friends house and he said i began to color early in the morning. I shake my head at the fact now. At parties everyone is drunk so no one notices.

My classmates take their seats and my eyes wander to the empty one. Violet Romana. She was one of the only girls i actually fell in love with but she ended up cheating on ,e and disappearing from the school. Some say she was shipped off to a boarding school and others say she ran away with the boy she cheated on. I don't care, either way i hate any mention of her.

Miss Hall strutted in, her tight skirt just a bit too tight for a women in her fifties. I mean, yeah she looks great for her age but she's a little out of every single boy in this schools league. Unless you count the teachers but none of the males are good looking anyway. Miss Hall set down a sheet of paper on her desk and smiled up at the class. It must be the pairings. "Good morning class! Today is the day you find your partner for the final. And yes it will be someone from the opposite gender. You two will be playing "parents" and will be watching over the simulator together. Yes together. You will be spending time outside of school with them. Not all the time but often. Alright here are the pairings..."

Miss Hall slowly read down the list and my heart beat fast in my chest. I scanned the room and watched as my classmates were paired off and sent to sit by each other. Suddenly my name was called and i looked up. "Kamden Fox and Samantha Anderson." I immediately looked around the room and spotted her right away. I have a knack for remembering names and i always remembered her as the cute nerd i never really talked to before. I took a deep breath and walked over to her. [b]"Hello. Sam. I guess i'm your partner. You don't mind if i call you Sam?"[/fancypost][align=center][size=5pt]TEMPLATE ©BOKEH | #BOKEHFANCY | PREMADE TEMPLATE[/size]

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Summer Dream · Apr 15th 2016

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[OOC: oh yay! Dancing chicken! XD its alright I understand if you were busy.

[IC: I listened intently to the list as it moved down, my fingers tapping on the desk as I awaited my name to be called. I bit my lip slightly, unable to hide really how nervous I was about all this. I was kind of happy Jessy wasn't here this class. She would probably be making fun of me by now. That's when I heard my name.

Kamden Foxx and Samantha Anderson. I stopped. My eyes on the teacher, my fingers against the desk. I could only stop. He was the one I looked at earlier, noticing him in the hall. He was one of the note popular kids around here. I wasn't so sure about thus, but u didn't have time to say anything about it as I saw him make his way over.

I drew a soft breath and looked up at him, my hazel eyes landing on his chest first due to my sitting position. I had to admit that he was muscular, but I quickly move my gaze to his face. Okay, maybe Jessy was right. He was really good looking...

When she heard his voice speaking, she came out of her thoughts and she gave a small shrug. "Sam is alright," she said as she sat back in her chair. "And yeah, I guess we are partners now." She tried to imagine taking care of this simulation child with him, but it was kind of hard to be honest.

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maddie1311 · Apr 15th 2016

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; color: black; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 120%; text-align: justify;]I sat down in the chair across from her and gave her a small smile. She seemed pretty nonchalant about the ordeal but i wondered what she was really thinking. To be honest if i was her i would be nervous or gravely disappointed. It's not like i have a very good record of getting my homework turned on time or even done. I try, i really do, but there are somethings at home you just have to escape from.

Miss Hall began to once more describe the assignment and all the functions the baby would dish out. I was amazed at how real these simulators were. Most of the time it was just sensors on the bottle and diaper but you also had to rock it and show that you are there with a sensor you could wear around your wrist. I worst part; they cried. The teacher programmed one to go off and most of the class flinched at the sound. The baby began to wail, getting louder the longer she left it. I might be frisky but i was in no mood for a child anytime soon.

I leaned over to Sam and quietly whispered to her. [b]"This is not going to be fun but i promise to help you out. I need to graduate and if i fail i don't know what i would do." I needed to get out of the house. There wasn't much more time i could lived with my deranged mother. She was beginning to wear off on me and i knew from the very start i never wanted to be like her.[/fancypost][align=center][size=5pt]TEMPLATE ©BOKEH | #BOKEHFANCY | PREMADE TEMPLATE[/size]

Summer Dream · Apr 15th 2016

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[IC: As I listened to the teacher explain the simulations, I began more and more fascinated by them. It was amazing to me how real they could be. Though I wasn't ready to be a real mom, I was kind of excited about this project. However, hearing the baby cry was awful.

I had a soft spot for young children. Hearing the crying, I wanted to go forward and make it stop. I had a feeling that I would be a good mom one day, so I guess this was the test run. That's when I heard his voice and I was surprised by what I heard.

"You...You will?" As I turned to look at Kamden, I couldn't hide the shock that I face . From what I had heard, he hardly had any work done. That sent up a flag that he slacked off a lot. But hearing him now, I was a bit confused. "You mean you will actually work with me on this?"

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maddie1311 · Apr 16th 2016

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; color: black; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 120%; text-align: justify;]I instantly felt bad at the look of shock that crossed her face. When she heard i was her partner she was probably horrified at the idea of working with me. I gave her a sheepish smile and sighed as Miss Hall shut off the baby. I actually liked children but the crying was something i didn't know how to handle. It was a foreign practice for me. I grew up in a home where i had to care for myself and often didn't know how to help others. I swiveled my forest green eyes to look at Sam once more.

[b]"Yes i will help you take care of the child. I do have soccer practice everyday after school though." i pointed to my backpack at my feet. Strapped to the handles were a pair of neon yellow cleats. I played football in the fall and soccer in the spring/summer. Taking care of a child would be hard to juggle with games and practice. I vaguely wondered if Samantha played any sports. Would i have to sit in the stands and wait for her to be done? Would i have to take care of the baby alone?

The sound of Miss Hall's heels clicking against the tile floor brought my attention back to the present. She was beginning to round up the baby's and pet the in carriers. Funnily enough you could tell Miss Hall was giving out babies that matched their "parents" looks. As she neared us she set down a baby boy with green eyes and blonde hair. "Here you two go. Feel free to name the child anything you want." I shot Sam a look as if to say "you choose".[/fancypost][align=center][size=5pt]TEMPLATE ©BOKEH | #BOKEHFANCY | PREMADE TEMPLATE[/size]

Summer Dream · Apr 16th 2016

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[IC: I nodded slightly as I heard he had practice, my hazel eyes trailing down to the cleats on his book bag. I brought my gaze back to his, giving a small shrug. "Alright. Well, I don't play any sports so I can be with the baby while youre on the field."

She looked up as the teacher walked around, watching as she matched the babies with the parents. She found it funny how she was matching by looks, but also kind of cool. My eyes landed on our little one as the teacher set him down. Wait, our little one? Man, this is going to be weird...

I reached out for the boy when Kamden gave me a you chose look, holding him gently in my arms. I looked down at him, my mind flying through names. I brought my gaze back to his. "How does Colton sound?" she asked, wanting to know his opinion since this was going to be his child too.

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maddie1311 · Apr 16th 2016

[fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 375px;][justify]I watched Sam carefully trying not to seem like i was staring. But somehow i found her actions really cute. It was a fake child but the way she was looking at it was something a real mother would do with a real child. Little did i know a small smile was beginning to for as i cocked my head to the side, growing every second she looked at the baby. Suddenly she turned her head to me and i tried to smother my look. Instead my smile grew wider at the thought of the name. "Colton sounds perfect."

I immediately stopped an my smile wavered just a bit. Perfect? It wasn't like we were picking out a baby name for our own child. I became flustered and looked away from Sam so she couldn't see my face. I looked up as Miss Hall placed a fake birth certificate on the desk and asked us to write our names and the baby's name. This way she could keep track of whose baby was whose while having fun at the same time. I handed the paper to Sam. "How about you write it? Girls have better handwriting than boys."

The bell echoed through the school but i remained seated in the chair. I was the last class of the day and usually i would bolt out of the school and straight to the locker room. Instead i waited for Sam to fill out the sheet and curiously studied the baby. I was fascinated at how real it looked despite having plastic hair and a plastic body.
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[IC: I noticed the smile that had crept onto his lips, finding it curiously strange. This more popular guy was smiling at me with this small baby. However, he seemed to also become flustered after he said the name was perfect. This made me smile. It was just something about making a guy flustered that was enjoyable.

I heard the bell, but my eyes were on the sheet. I looked up at Kamden as he suggested I write it, nodding a bit. "Alright, here then," I said and handed Colton to him. I smiled a bit now that it was his turn to be seen with the baby.

I reached down into my bag and pulled out a pen, bringing the paper closer to me. Under the fathers name, Kamden Foxx. Under the mothers, Samantha Anderson. It was odd to see our names under such titles. I then wrote Colton under the baby's name, then handed the paper back to Miss Hall with a small smile.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; color: black; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 120%; text-align: justify;]At first i was startled. Holding a baby was something that scared me greatly. The fear of dropping Colton or even holding him wrong terrified me. I gave Sam a terrified smile, hoping to get a laugh out of her. Thinking back to when i volunteered at a children s camp i picked up the simulator and held him in my arms. Surprisingly it wasn't as hard as i thought it was going to be and i pulled Colton close to my chest. After a waiting for Sam to fill out the form i placed little Colton in the carseat and picked it up. [b]"Now this is what i call manly baggage."

I slung my backpack over my shoulders and waited for Sam to follow. It was weird having to spend time with a girl i didn't know very often and the walk to the field's was silent. "So do you have any siblings?" i asked as i set Colton down on the bleacher's. The sun was shining brightly today and i knew that practice would be a sweaty one. A few of my teammates were beckoning me to the locker room and i gave Sam a warm smile. "If you don't want to stay you can just head home and i can take the baby home tomorrow?" My best friend Kyle yelled from the locker room and i waved to him, stepping away from Sam. After hearing her answer i jogged of to the locker room, the sound of laughter and a baby wailing greeting my ears.[/fancypost][align=center][size=5pt]TEMPLATE ©BOKEH | #BOKEHFANCY | PREMADE TEMPLATE[/size]

Summer Dream · Apr 16th 2016

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[IC: I couldn't help but laugh a bit when I saw the terrified smile that played on Kamden's lips. It was kind of entertaining to see a strong young man off set by a small baby. After Miss Hall took the certificate, she stood up and slipped her bag across her shoulders as Kamden carried the carrier.

As she walked with him, she wondered what this project had in store for them. When she heard his question, she shook her head. "No, I'm an only child," she said as she looked up at him. She was still kind of surprised by the difference in their height. When they came to the bleachers, she looked at the carrier as he set it down then back at him.

"I think I'll wait," she said, answering him right before he ran off. She figured if they were to work together, they would need to know each other a bit more. She took a seat next to the carrier and looked at Colton, wondering just what was in store for them.

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 415px; color: black; font-size: 8pt; line-height: 120%; text-align: justify;]As i entered the locker room i stopped at the sight of a few boys huddled on the floor, hyena like laughs escaping their mouths. Next to them stood a terrified Taron, rocking his wailing baby back and forth. He was half dressed, only in his boxers. He gave me a terrified look as he rocked the baby back and forth. "The little she devil didn't give me time to change. I was just about to put my shorts on when she opened that big mouth of hers." Taron gave a tiny wimper as his baby let out an ear-piercing scream. A couple of the other boys snickered before changing into our practice clothes.

"Taron tripped over the bench scrambling to get to Shaniqua. Like come on Taron you big... Ah shit!" Suddenly another baby started to scream and one of my other teammates scrambled over the bench to his child. Once again the locker room broke out in peals of laughter. [b]"How come you boys were left to care for you children? And Taron. Shaniqua? I know your black but you can do much better." I ducked behind a locker as a cleat sailed over my herd. "Shut up Foxx. Maggie named it!"

"Oooh Taron got stuck with his cruuush."

"I bet your going to spend as much time as possible at her house."

"Taron man. You are so lucky."

I quickly threw a white t-shirt over my head and a pair of black shorts. I then proceeded to lace up my cleats. Grabbing a soccer ball i headed out the door and into the sun. Kyle caught up to me, his face beaming. "So who did you end up with Kam?" I pointed to the bleachers and waved at Sam. "Sam. She's right up there."

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Summer Dream · Apr 16th 2016

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[IC: I had decided to get done whatever work I had since I was waiting here. I opened my bag and got out a text book and notebook, glancing over at Colton for a moment. He seemed pretty content. I caught motion near the locker rooms and noticed Kamden waving at me. A bit hesitantly, I lifted a hand I response before I felt my phone buzz.

It was Jessy. Did I just hear correctly? You got paired with Kamden? Like Kamden Foxx?! I sighed slightly as I read her text. Word seemed to travel fast when it came to girls, and no doubt the news of partners was traveling like wild fire. I quickly made my responce.

Yes. We are paired together and our baby is a boy. We settled on naming him Colton.

Seconds later, her reply came in. You two make such a cute couple!! I rolled my eyes, even though there was no way she could see it. Next she'll probably be planning a wedding. Jessy was just like that and I knew that. But me with Kamden? How opposite can you get?

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