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English class was so BORING! History went by so fast but for some reason this class was crawling at a snails pace. It could because they were studying Robert Frost and even though others really liked his stuff Amy found it utterly dull. Her favorite poet was Langston Hughes.
So instead of taking notes she was doodling. She began to fall asleep to the dreariness of the readings. She thought she had woke up in five minutes but something was different she didn't have her big stomach anymore she was skinny again; she knew she must be dreaming but something was too bizarre about it. She looked around and everything seemed the same as it was before she fell asleep except on the desk next to her was a car seat, her face turned white.
She sat up to look in and there he was, her son about 6 months old. She nearly fell out of her seat, what was he doing here now she knew she was dreaming she tried pinching herself but nothing worked. She stared at him he had Ricky's hair and nose but he had her eyes and mouth. He was the most attractive baby she had ever seen and she didn't feel that way because he was hers he really was the most exquisite child.
But to her horror he began to cry, she didn't know what to do she looked up at the teacher, Mr. Clark; who firmly looked at her "Ms. Jeurgens even though you got permission to bring your child to school you need to keep him quiet while you are in class or you need to come up with a different solution."
She was terrified "I know I am so sorry Mr. Clark" as she picked up her baby she didn't even know his name. She began to jiggle him "sh sh its ok mommy's got you are you hungry she frantically looked for something anything to give him she was throwing stuff from her purse onto the floor then she found some Gerber puffs apparently he liked those so she gave him some it quieted him. She picked up her things "I'm sorry Mr. Clark I'll try to keep him quiet."
Mr. Clark just frowned "where were we ah yes we were talking poets." And he turned back to the board. No sooner did he do that Amy's son threw his puffs on the floor and began to cry again. Amy began to tremble "no sh what do you want a toy?" and she gave him a toy he threw that. He was now sitting up in the car seat screaming. "Please sh please anything I'll give it to you and she thought maybe a bottle so she searched the diaper bag that was under her desk and pulled out a bottle and she shoved it into his mouth. He began to coo it was what he wanted but it was too late Mr. Clark was standing over her desk.
"Now Amy I applaud you for trying to stay in school and still have a baby but you need to be better at taking care of him and keeping him quiet in my class I say what I have to say with a heavy heart Amy but I need you to leave class and go to the office I don't think this situation is working."
Amy could feel the tears bubbling up and she had ringing in her ears it was getting louder and louder, she realized it was the bell for the end of the day she had been dreaming. More like she was having a nightmare. There was no way she could have a child in High School, what would she do with him, no adoption is definitely the best option.
She somberly walked to band practice after getting her things from her locker. She went to get her French horn and she noticed that Ricky had already gotten it for her. "Hey how was class." He was thinking how lame is that; I couldn't come up with anything better to say but he shook it off.
"Fine," she didn't want to tell Ricky about her dream she just wanted to forget it. And she walked over to the horns and he went to the drums.
There were six other drummers in band but Ricky really was the best he had natural talent. It was surprising when Amy learned that he had only been playing the drum for less then 3 years he started when he was in the seventh grade. She knew for a fact that at least two others Kevin Smith and Eric Brown had been playing the drums since they were in the second and the third grade. Band practice seemed to have flown by it was already time to leave but before they could go Mr. Murphy always made them end with the school fight song.
They had thankfully got it right the first time so they could leave Amy packed her French horn away and Ricky sauntered over to her "I'll put it away for you you're not supposed to be lifting more then thirty pounds now. It isn't good for you or the baby."
Amy looked at him quizzically "how did you know that? I mean I knew that but how did you know that?"
"Well" he said honestly "I read it in one of the baby books I bought. I got four and I have read three working on the last one right now."
"Really" Amy was jumping on the inside he cared he really did care. "When did you get these books?"
"I bought them 2 months ago." He held the door open for her as they walked to the parking lot. "Are you sure you want to walk to the car I can pull it around my spot isn't that close."
"Well how far is it?"
"It is in lot C" he pointed to the far right.
"I think I will be fine." Amy started for the lot but Ricky pulled her back "no I'll bring the car around wait right here I'll be right back." And he ran to the car he made it there in less then a minute. He jumped in and pulled the car around. He ran to open the door for Amy and he took her bag and put it in the back seat. He didn't want any distractions on the ride home so he shut off his phone he knew that he had 17 missed calls from Adrian and Grace but he didn't want to call them back until later.
"Slow down" Amy laughed "no need to run to open the door its not like I'm in labor yet."
Ricky just stared at the steering wheel "I know we have some time before that actually happens but I was just wondering well no I want you to know I want you to call me and I want to be there. It is your choice whether or not you want me in the room or not but I would like to be at least there the whole time to make sure you are alright." He said in one breath and he let out a big sigh. Amy was looking out the windshield "I uh well I want you there and we'll see about being in the room I think I just want my mom in the room with me." And that was the end of that Amy didn't want to talk about giving birth.
They made small talk like what the weather was going to be like, how classes were going this semester, stupid shit that neither of them wanted to talk about but they never held a real conversation before that didn't have something to do with the baby. Ricky wanted to tell her that he was interested in her but he knew that she wouldn't believe him not now he needed to prove himself first. But how he needed to get a job Amy needed to see that he was serious and ready for having a baby and a real relation ship. But he needed to end this drab conversation they needed to start having actually dialogue between them other then the baby, however he couldn't come up with anything and he decided to tell her that what would it hurt she was probably thinking the same thing
"so I don't what to say I mean we've never held a real conversation before well recently I mean all we talk about is the baby, and now that we are trying to have a real conversation all we can do is talk about the weather, I mean come on we know each other better then that." He smiled.
Amy turned to him in her seat "I know I was thinking the same thing is this what we are reduced to just talks about the baby and the weather and I was sitting here trying to come up with something but I got nothing. But I guess you can call this a real conversation so go us for finding a real conversation in not being able to have a real conversation" and she began to laugh.
They pulled down Amy's street and into her driveway Ricky shut the car off and turned to Amy who was a bit surprised "do you want to come in or something?"
"O no I just wanted to say that I am here for you Amy no matter what you decide to do remember I am always going to be there for you." He leaned over and gave her a kiss on the cheek he really wanted to kiss her on the lips but he didn't want to rush it he want it to be real he wanted to take it slow, he wanted to do that way for him, for Amy and most important he wanted to do that way for AIDEN.
