Hey guys! It's finally here, the sequel!

I thought, what better day to add this then Jennette's 18th b-day!

~~A few months later, Sam's POV~~

I guess I should fill you guys in on what's happened since I gave Emma up for adoption.

During the dance (right before I went into labor) Ryan asked Carly to go steady (he literally said "will you go steady with me?" what is this, 1985?) Carly was going to tell me, but I was a bit preoccupied. But anyways, they've been 'steady' ever since

Emma was adopted by this couple named Crystal and Rick.

They have no other family, except Rick's brother, who lives with them, and Crystal's cousin, who visits a lot.

Spencer had a goldfish named Leo, but he died, so then he got a goldfish named Charlie, whom Spencer thought was dead, so he flushed him alive.

Then he got a goldfish named Flipzey. I'm betting on him dying by the 14th, I have 20 bucks on it…

As for Freddie, and me, that's a long story…

Instead of 2 days, like most people stay after having a baby, I had to stay 4 because I was young, and small, so they wanted to make sure I was going to recover completely.

Freddie and I had one night to spend with Emma, and we only spent half of it with her, because they had to make sure she was healthy, (put her in that weird glass room with all the other babies and stuff.)

It was one of the most important nights of my life, because it would be the only time I ever saw my first child.

We kept her on that weird crib type thing they put the newborns in.

She was right next to my bed, and I lay right near the edge, watching her, as Freddie lay in the bed, arm around me, watching her too.

She was too small, and fragile, yet beautiful and perfect.

I loved her, and even though I didn't know her, I knew her.

But, I didn't keep her, because I wanted what was best for her.

Freddie and I decided on a closed adoption, instead of an open one.

We decided it would be too weird for Emma and too hard for us.

But, we made a deal, that even though we won't visit Emma, and she won't know about us, the people that adopt her still have to tell us how she is doing.

Once a month, they have to call us and tell us how healthy she is.

I know it's weird, but she's out daughter, and we deserve to know.

Well, that's pretty much everything that's happened in the past 2 ½ months…

Except one thing…

Freddie and I are going out.

That was more of an intro than a chapter obviously, but review please!