Hey! New story! For the story's purpose character ages have been altered and may be slightly AU.
Disclaimer: Don't own SIU
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I sat quietly on the plane next to a sleeping 1 month old baby Flynn. He was such a cute baby! Little rosy cheeks and big adorable eyes with long eyelashes, it was unfortunate he was so small, but he grew fast!
My name is Cecelia Carter Jones, but I prefer Cece because it's much simpler. I'm a thirteen year old dyslexic teen mom and I have loads of secrets, and that's why Flynn and I will be starting our lives over with our recent adoptive mother Georgia Jones, also adding her surname Jones onto the end of our names, but I decided we'd keep our original surname Carter as well. Georgia was very sweet and knowing my current situation, decided to begin fresh in Chicago, waving beautiful Miami goodbye.
I would be starting at a new school in a new city with new people. Thank goodness.
" Passengers, we will be landing in approximately 5 minutes. Please take your seats. "
I smiled and looked over to Flynn.
" Time to wake up Flynn, " I whispered to the sleeping boy, tickling him lovingly.
His eyes shot wide open, looking everywhere. He smiled his cute little grin and reaches his hands into the air playfully. As soon as he realized where he was though he started crying hysterically.
" Sssh, " I cooed. " Nothing to be afraid of! "
I gave him my hand and he clasped onto it.

When we had landed, I unstrapped Flynn from his car seat and picked him up, holding the light child on my hip.
Georgia smiled at me, taking the baby seat for me and following us out of the plane.

The taxi cab pulled up to our apartment building and we happily got out the car and grabbed our not so many suitcases. Flynn and I had one single suitcase and Georgia had two. With Flynn on my hip, I rolled my ugly black suitcase behind me with ease.
The building was made from brick and at the front were some concrete steps occupied by a group of young teens. There were 5 kids, 4 boys and a single girl. The girl was younger and more to the side reading a book.
I pushed down the handle of my suitcase and attempted to carry it up the stairs, but struggled. The girl glanced up and quickly put her book down to assist me.
" Let me help! " she offered, taking the suitcase up the last few stairs and then placing it down.
" Are you moving in here? "
" Yeah, I'm Cece. "
" Rocky. This baby is so cute! "
" This is Flynn. "
" Can I hold him? "
I reluctantly passed Flynn over to an eager Rocky. As soon as I did, Flynn burst out crying.
" Here let me help! "
I took Flynn in my arms and gently rocked him. He instantly calmed down.
" Wow! " Rocky said impressed. " You're good with him. "
" Thanks, " I replied. " I better go. "

I walked up to Georgia, who was getting our keys in the lobby. We took the elevator up to our floor.
Our apartment was pretty big, a room for Flynn and I with a bathroom and the same for Georgia.
I put down our suitcase in our room. Georgia had already decorated it. The walls were painted lime and the double bed had a lime duvet with lots of pillows and a white throw blanket. Along the one wall was my name and along the other was Flynn's. Next to my bed was a white crib with lime linen for Flynn and across the room was a little bookshelf fill of baby books and a box of toys for Flynn. There were two sets of cupboards and a window.
This was luxury for me, compared to the attic I had for a bedroom in my abusive rapist dad's old house.

I went into the kitchen where Georgia was making dinner and gave her a big hug to say thank you!
That night after Flynn went to bed Georgia and I sat chatting about my schedule.

" Monday afternoons you have to go to your psychologist from 3 until 5. Tuesday afternoons are free. Wednesday afternoons Flynn has his Mommy and Me music classes from 3 until 4, Thursdays you have your psychologist from 4 until 5 and Fridays and Saturdays are free. Sunday morning is church and afternoon is tutoring. Your school ends at 2 pm and you need to pick up Flynn latest half past, I have work at different hours all the time so when I can I'll help out. "

I went to bed and only had to wake up twice to feed Flynn that night. In the morning I woke up at 5 so I could get changed and get Flynn ready.
I got into a pair of white skinny jeans, a loose pink plain shirt and pink pumps. I applied more make up than a normal thirteen year old would, but I needed to hide my stitches across my cheek and forehead. I brushed all the knots out of my fiery red hair and effortlessly tied it up in a top knot bun. I looked at my outfit gratefully. Georgia had paid for the whole outfit, otherwise I'd be wearing practically rags.
I woke up Flynn. I dressed him in the cutest blue baby grow Georgia got him that had a picture of a dinosaur on it and said ROAR in capital letters. I slid over loose denim shorts.

Dropping off Flynn at daycare was an issue. The lady at the front desk told me only one of his parents could drop him off. After explaining my situation and getting out his and my passports, I eventually signed him in.

I walked the next few blocks to school. Rounding the corner I was overwhelmed and suddenly nervous seeing all the kids.

Walking into the school I was completely alone. I soon found my locker, putting my lunch box inside before closing the door of it and glancing at my time table. English first. Oh joy! Don't get me wrong, I love the subject, but my dyslexia gets in the way often.
I looked around for the classroom and eventually found it. I was the first one there, taking a seat right at the back so not to draw attention to myself.
After about five minutes, kids started piling in all at once. Out of the corner of my eye I spotted Rocky, who had seen me and was heading over here with another girl.
" Hey Cece, " she greeted me cheerfully. " This is Dina. "
" How ya doin'? " Dina asked with an accent.
" Hi, " I said trying to act bubbly.
They both sat at desks next to mine and Rocky started babbling on to Dina about some guy she liked.
I had never had a crush, boys intimidated me thanks to my dad, until I had Flynn.
" So, got a boyfriend Cece? " Rocky asked me curiously.
" No, " I said. " Never had one. "
There jaws dropped open.
" It's no big deal! " I defended myself. " I'm only thirteen! "
Rocky rolled her eyes at me.
" I heard Stacey Mitchells got knocked up! " Dina said, shock evident in her voice.
" But she's only 17, " Rocky said, disgust in her voice.
" Don't you feel the least bit sorry for her? " I asked, more defending myself than this Stacey girl.
" Not sorry for a slut, " Rocky hissed coldly. " It's wrong. "
I sank back in my chair, if only they knew.
" Why? " Dina asked me suspiciously. " How old was your mom when she had you? "
" I don't know, " I answered honestly.
" Hasn't your mom ever told you? " Rocky asked innocently.
" She was dead before I could walk, " I whispered softly.
They threw apologies at me and sorry looks.
" Mind I ask how? " Dina asked.
" Murdered, " I said solemnly.
Both shut up fast, but looked like they were all sorry for me now. A few minutes of silence past, before Rocky broke it.
" Who was the lady you were with yesterday? "
" This is too much, " I sniffled and walked to another seat fast before she asked who Flynn was.
I sat at the only desk open, right at the front next to a nerdy looking boy and a slightly overweight girl. A teacher walked briskly into the classroom, positioning herself in front of my desk.
" Morning class, we seem to have a new student. Please introduce yourself to the class. "
" Hi, I'm Cece, I've just moved here from Miami and I love dancing. "
" Thank you, I'm Mrs Floral and I'm your English teacher. What school are you from so I can access your recent work? "
" Actually I was homeschooled these past 8 months. "

At lunch I was the only one with a packed lunch, but I had to eat healthily because I was trying to get rid if baby weight. I had lost most of it, but I still had to wear loose tops to hide my remaining stomach and did frequent exercise to try burn it off. Fortunately for me I only gained stomach fat and my legs and arms were skinny.
People looked at me strangely, as they scoffed down their burgers and I ate my little salad.
Rocky and Dina spotted me and joined my table much to my discomfort.
Their was silence for a few minutes, before I broke it.
" She's my adoptive mother, " I said timidly.
Rocky and Dina looked at each other then down at their shoes.
" Um, there's a party at my house Friday night and we were wondering if you wanted to come? " Rocky awkwardly asked me.
I shook my head, " Can't, sorry. "
I couldn't leave Flynn on his own.
" Please, " begged Dina, but I just shook my head.
" Why not? " Rocky asked me.
" Because I can't okay, " I stubbornly said, staring down at my salad and playing with it with my fork.
" Well if you change your mind you're welcome to pop by, " Rocky insisted.
" Why don't you just eat the cafeteria food? " asked Dina.
" It's fattening, " I stated uncomfortably.
" Are you trying to lose weight? " Rocky asked.
" It's none of your business, " I said.
" Chill, " Dina exclaimed. " We're just trying to make conversation! "
There was an awkward silence, as if nobody knew what to say next. Luckily, the bell saved me from staying and chatting.

The next day was Wednesday and I managed to avoid both girls the whole day. That afternoon Flynn had his Mommy and Me class.
I awkwardly walked in with him on my hip. All the mothers stared at me, but the instructor knew my whole situation and happily welcomed me into the class.
" Right, today we have a bunch of volunteers from John Hughes high school to do a children's play for your kids. "
John Hughes? That's my school! Oh no.
The kids walked in and to my utter delight ( note the sarcasm ) Rocky and Dina were among them. They stared at me as if they'd seen a ghost and I just pretended not to see them.
After the class they both came up to me.
" What are you doing here? " Rocky asked me.
" Who else is going to take Flynn? " I asked as if it was obvious.
" Are you related to him? " Dina questioned me.
" Of course, " I said quickly thinking of an excuse. " He's my half brother. "
It was a total lie, bit what could I do?
Both girls looked relieved, I knew what they'd been thinking and I think I threw them off the truth.

That Friday night I could hear music blasting from Rocky's apartment upstairs. I stared out of my window longingly, humming along to the music while breastfeeding Flynn. Georgia walked in, taking Flynn from me.
" Just go to the party, " smiled Georgia. " I'll take care of Flynn. "
" Thank you! " I squealed.
I threw on some black jeans, a loose purple shirt that said Hope on it and purple sneakers.
I said goodnight to Flynn and raced upstairs to Rocky's apartment. I knocked on the door and was greeted by a smiling Rocky.
" Glad you could make it, " Rocky shouted over the music.
The apartment was crowded with people, all dancing to Katy Perry and having a blast.

We were all playing truth or dare, spinning the bottle to see who you had to ask. Rocky's brother Ty got to spin and the bottle landed on me.
" Alright, " Ty said. " Truth or dare? "
" Truth, " I answered.
" Okay, " Ty rubbed his hands together thinking, " have you had your first kiss? "
" No, " I answered embarrassed.
Ty looked surprises, but let me spin.

After a a while, things were getting more serious and the truth and dares were more personal. I didn't chose dare because I wasn't comfortable with the dares.
Rocky spun and the bottle landed on me.
" Okay Cece, truth or dare? "
" Truth. "
" Again? Alright. Have you lost your v-card? "
Oh no. Here comes the downfall.
" Dare. "
" No, you picked truth. "
" Oops, is that the time? I better get going! "
I ran out of the apartment and downstairs to my own.
Opening the door I saw Georgia passed out on the coach and Flynn in his little baby carrier eyes wide open. There was a full milk bottle next to him that Georgia had unsuccessfully seemed to have attempted to feed Flynn with.
Flynn saw me and beckoned me over by gurgling and waving his arms in the air, I chuckled. Flynn was such a momma's boy!