A/N: This is my first fic. It's set in the future, when the gang would be
either 26 or 27. (Depending on their birthday.) Hope you like it!
Lexi Lalime
Chapter One
"Miranda!" I shrieked, running down the stairs. "It's positive!"
Miranda jumped off my living room couch and gave me a big hug. She'd been my best friend for, well, practically forever. Now she's also my sister-in- law. She'd married my brother, Matt, when we were 21. She'd been 4 months pregnant with her oldest at the time. "Congratulations!" she exclaimed.
I had just discovered that I was pregnant again. I was especially excited because Miranda was pregnant too. She was 17 weeks along. I wanted our kids to be friends like us. I took it as a good sign that we were only due a few months apart.
I'm twenty-six, married, and have two children. I got married when I was twenty. It was to Gordo, who had been my high school sweetheart. We'd been close friends since we were three months old though. Together we'd had two children, both girls. Brigette is the oldest, she's five. Haylie is second, she's only two. Our family is pretty well off, because Gordo's been a successful director of movies since around the time that we'd gotten married.
When I told Miranda it was one-thirty in the afternoon. The rest of the afternoon went by in a blur. I called Pizza Pizza and ordered a large pepperoni and cheese pizza and a small deluxe pizza. This was a family tradition on Friday nights. I'd baked a chocolate cake, which is a family favourite. I'd also taken Haylie to the store and got an "It's A Girl!" balloon and an "It's A Boy!" balloon.
By five-fifteen the pizza had arrived and we were eating dinner. Haylie was holding a fork in one hand and picking up the small, cut up pizza pieces in the other. Brigette was slowly eating her pizza: crust first, then pepperoni, then the rest. Gordo and I were eating our pizza like normal people, occasionally wiping Brigette or Haylie's face and getting more pizza for somebody.
By the time we were ready for dessert it was nearly six. I took the cake out a placed it between Gordo and Brigette, who were sitting beside each other. Gordo looked at the cake, then the balloons, and smiled.
"What?" Brigette asked. Suddenly she seemed to remember. "Are you having a baby mommy?"
I nodded and she said, "I hope that it's a girl."
"It could be a boy though," Gordo said. I think that he was sort of, in the back of his mind, hoping for a little boy. If it was another girl, then he would be stuck living with four girls. He probably wanted a boy, who would rather play sports with him than go to the mall. Catching what that must have sounded like he said, "But it may be a girl."
That's what Brigette insisted on for the rest of the night. Gordo and I called our parents and they were, of course, excited. More than they were with Brigette at least. I'd only been twenty-one when she was born. We'd waited until I was twenty-four to have Haylie.
That night before going to sleep Gordo and I talked about names. "Do you think that it's a little early to worry about names?" I'd asked him.
He shrugged. "Maybe. But you don't know how long it's going to take us to agree on a name."
"Yeah. We can keep the boys' name though," I answered, referring to the boys' name that we had had for Brigette and Haylie. "So, Jason for a boy. Do you have any ideas for a girl?"
"Um, let me sleep on that," he answered.
"Well, okay. Good night." I said.
"Good night," Gordo said.
That night I fell asleep, happy. In nine months, Gordo and I would have another kid. Haylie would be a big sister and Brigette would be a big sister again. I couldn't wait.
Lexi Lalime
Chapter One
"Miranda!" I shrieked, running down the stairs. "It's positive!"
Miranda jumped off my living room couch and gave me a big hug. She'd been my best friend for, well, practically forever. Now she's also my sister-in- law. She'd married my brother, Matt, when we were 21. She'd been 4 months pregnant with her oldest at the time. "Congratulations!" she exclaimed.
I had just discovered that I was pregnant again. I was especially excited because Miranda was pregnant too. She was 17 weeks along. I wanted our kids to be friends like us. I took it as a good sign that we were only due a few months apart.
I'm twenty-six, married, and have two children. I got married when I was twenty. It was to Gordo, who had been my high school sweetheart. We'd been close friends since we were three months old though. Together we'd had two children, both girls. Brigette is the oldest, she's five. Haylie is second, she's only two. Our family is pretty well off, because Gordo's been a successful director of movies since around the time that we'd gotten married.
When I told Miranda it was one-thirty in the afternoon. The rest of the afternoon went by in a blur. I called Pizza Pizza and ordered a large pepperoni and cheese pizza and a small deluxe pizza. This was a family tradition on Friday nights. I'd baked a chocolate cake, which is a family favourite. I'd also taken Haylie to the store and got an "It's A Girl!" balloon and an "It's A Boy!" balloon.
By five-fifteen the pizza had arrived and we were eating dinner. Haylie was holding a fork in one hand and picking up the small, cut up pizza pieces in the other. Brigette was slowly eating her pizza: crust first, then pepperoni, then the rest. Gordo and I were eating our pizza like normal people, occasionally wiping Brigette or Haylie's face and getting more pizza for somebody.
By the time we were ready for dessert it was nearly six. I took the cake out a placed it between Gordo and Brigette, who were sitting beside each other. Gordo looked at the cake, then the balloons, and smiled.
"What?" Brigette asked. Suddenly she seemed to remember. "Are you having a baby mommy?"
I nodded and she said, "I hope that it's a girl."
"It could be a boy though," Gordo said. I think that he was sort of, in the back of his mind, hoping for a little boy. If it was another girl, then he would be stuck living with four girls. He probably wanted a boy, who would rather play sports with him than go to the mall. Catching what that must have sounded like he said, "But it may be a girl."
That's what Brigette insisted on for the rest of the night. Gordo and I called our parents and they were, of course, excited. More than they were with Brigette at least. I'd only been twenty-one when she was born. We'd waited until I was twenty-four to have Haylie.
That night before going to sleep Gordo and I talked about names. "Do you think that it's a little early to worry about names?" I'd asked him.
He shrugged. "Maybe. But you don't know how long it's going to take us to agree on a name."
"Yeah. We can keep the boys' name though," I answered, referring to the boys' name that we had had for Brigette and Haylie. "So, Jason for a boy. Do you have any ideas for a girl?"
"Um, let me sleep on that," he answered.
"Well, okay. Good night." I said.
"Good night," Gordo said.
That night I fell asleep, happy. In nine months, Gordo and I would have another kid. Haylie would be a big sister and Brigette would be a big sister again. I couldn't wait.
