Baby-think-it-over
Ms. Hauser was demonstrating the correct way to handle the stupid plastic baby when Duncan squeezed my hand.
"Let's hope there's an off switch." I whisper. Duncan chuckles quietly.
"I doubt it." He replies.
"Everyone in the class has their name written on a piece of paper. All the girl's names are in here." She holds up a coffee tin labeled girls. "And all the boys names are in here." She holds up another coffee tin. "I'm going to pull a name out of each tin and they will be partners caring for one of these babies. No trading partners and no arguments."
"If I get stuck with Dick Casablancas I'm going to kill myself." I whisper to Duncan, making him chuckle quietly.
"You know, Mum always wanted to get one of these dolls for Lily. She was so scared that Lily was gonna get pregnant." We both smile at the fond memories of Lily Kane, by best friend and Duncan's sister.
Ms. Hauser puts her hand inside the boy's tin and withdraws it holding a folded up slip of paper.
"Mr. Cassablancas." She calls out Dick's name. Then reaching into the girl's tin she pulls out another slip of paper. "Miss. Mackenzie."
Mac groans as she walks to the front of the class with Dick to collect their baby, complete with car seat, milk bottle and pacifier. I smile at look Mac gives her new plastic child. Dick opens his mouth to say something, probably some sort of sexual innuendo, when Mac shoves their love child into his arms.
Ms. Hauser goes through the rest of the class until there are only four students without a partner and a baby.
"Mr. Kane." She calls out, reaching for the girl's tin and fishing around until she finds one of the last two slips with names.
I cross my fingers hoping for it to be my name.
"Miss Scott." I groan knowing whom the only person left in the class without a partner is, without the help of my evil health teacher.
"That just leaves Mr. Echolls with Miss Mars." She says, as Duncan and Sophie Scott walk back to their seats with their baby.
I walk up to the front of the class meeting my ex-boyfriend to pick up our plastic child. We both reach for the baby and our hands touch, generating an electric shock to course through my body. I pull my hand back and look up at him seeing his ever so charming smirk displayed on his face. I just roll my eyes, hoping to look indifferent.
When we get back to the seats we will be situated in for the next two weeks, he looks at me and smirks again.
"We are going to have so much fun, Mars."
Ah health class why must you be such a bitch?
A/N the next chapters will be much longer! please review! :)