My Little Girl
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A few months ago I would have never imagined my life right now, going school supplies shopping because my baby is going to school.
"Hey daddy, can we leave all ready. I'm borrrrrred," my daughter whined as she hung upside down on the couch.
"You're borrrrrred," I teased while Mackie glared at me. "Hey, i told you to go play outside but noooooo it's too hot." I teased again with my hands up in surrender.
"Yeah yeah. Come on daddy I need a Cinderella bookbag." She said jumping from the couch and throwing on her flip flops.
I got out the list I needed and began going down the aisle, Mackie was throwing in everything I told her in which color she wanted.
When I got to the thing that said leotards for her gymnastic class I paused. What the hell is a fucking leotard?
"Um Mackie? What is a leotard," I asked dumbly, while Mackie shrugged at me.
"Hey, no shrugging. I have no idea what it is, I need your help." I said miserably.
Mackie once again shrugged, "daddy this is my first year taking gymnastics.. I don't even know what a leahtard is." I snorted at her pronunciation of leotard.
"Um, do you need some help?" I heard from a voice behind me, I jumped and turned around.
Rachel.
I awkwardly nodded, "yeah I don't know what the fu_ uh the heck a leotard is."
Rachel smiled sympathetically at me and offered Mackie a hand, "come on sweetheart." Mackie grinned up at Rachel and took her hand. I followed behind.
Within 10 minutes Rachel had 5 different colors of these leotard things.. And some Mary Janes. "Come on Rachie, come have ice cream with us." Mackie begged.
Rachel looked at me her eyes wide, "um no I couldn..."
I cut in, "we won't take no for an answer. Come on we are friends aren't we?" I asked, she probably thought I was faking hurt. But in reality I was hurt. My imprint would barely talk to me.
"Um yeah we are friends I guess, that's true. Friends go out to ice cream." She stared as if clarifying herself.
"Yay!" Mackie screeched, I mentally did a happy dance as well.
Once we had paid and were walking out to the cars I realized something, "oh you probably don't want to ride with us. Then you'll have to leave your car here." I said disappointed, I wanted to spend every minute I could with her.
Rachel's cheeks turned red, "my car is still in New York. I didn't see the point in bringing it, I don't mind walking." I smiled freely then, when we got to the truck Mackie jumped in the back and into her car seat while Rachel stood kind of awkwardly
"Milady," I said cornily, opening the door so she could get in. Rachel smiled then for the first time. Once she was situated I ran around the other side, jumping behind the wheel.
"So what kind of ice cream do you like Rachie?" Mackie asked, leaning forward in her seat.
"Ooooh Oreo!" Rachel said, grinning at my kid.
Mackie's eyes lit up, "really! Mine too!" She then scrunched her nose up in my direction, "but daddy doesn't like it he likes chocolate," she said in a singsong voice.
Rachel turned to me scrunching her nose up in the Same way Mackie had, besides it made her look HOT, "really? Just chocolate... Boring!" She teased.
I scoffed, "I'll have you know chocolate is America's favorite as well. I'm sorry I don't mix my cookies and ice cream."
"But daddy, you drink milk when Aunt Emily makes cookies... And ice cream is milk. So that makes no since!" My daughter contorted.
Rachel looked back at Mackie with a smile, "well aren't you just a quick little thing. Goodjob," she approved, sticking out her hand for a high five.
I glanced at Mackie in the rearview mirror and mumbled, "you call it quick. I call it a smartass." Rachel giggled.
"Nah it's not smart ass, it's just sassy. And every little girl has a right to be sassy. Right Mackie bell." Rachel said while my daughter nodded enthusiastically
I bit my lip before grinning over at Rachel, something I couldn't seem to stop doing when she was around, "Mackie bell?"
Rachel blushed looking down at her feet, "well when we were in the grocery store you called her Mackenzie Annabelle... And I don't know Mackie bell. That's cute."
I looked over at her with a genuine smile, "I like it." I said simply.
"Well hello Rachel, Paul, Mackenzie. What can I getcha?" Sue Clearwater asked with a smile.
"A kiddie size Oreo, and another Oreo and a chocolate."
Sue smiled at me and nodded, "coming right up, here's some crayons sweetheart." She told Mackie places the writing utensils in front of Mackie which made her day.
"So how's la push been.. Still not your cup of tea?" I asked Rachel.
Rach smiled sadly at me, "it's actually great. When I left it was just because this place reminded me of my mom. But I'm starting to realize that I shouldn't run away from my mom, maybe run to her. What kind of person am I leaving my dad here by himself... And skipping out on my baby brother. I kind of wish I would've never left." My heart was beating a thousand miles a minute right now.
"Then stay," Rachel's face snapped up to mine, "I mean after your job is over. Still stay." I clarified with a blush.
"I don't think it's that simple." Rachel muttered.
"You just said you wish you'd never left... What do you mean it's not that simple." I demanded.
Rachel flinched at my tone, "really and truly it's not any of your concern Paul." She told me coolly.
I calmed down then, "you're right. It's not. Let's talk about something different... How did you get into teaching." I asked, glancing at Mackie making sure she was okay before looking back at Rachel.
Rachel smiled then, "I know right. Who would've though Rachel Black a teacher. I'm not sure... I went to school being a psychologist you know working problems out, but some how I ended up dealing with snotty sweet, biggest hearted little things in the world. It's the best."
"Okay what's your favorite color?"
Rachel smiled, "chocolate brown."
I smiled then too, "mee too!" Just like your eyes.
"Okay my turn now, football of basketball." Rachel challenged. That shocked me, most girls didn't give a rats ass about sports.
I leaned back with a smirk. "Well sweetheart, I like both but I doubt you know much about them. So we won't go into details."
Rachel cocked an eyebrow at me then, "oh yeah, try me."
I laughed lightly, "okay your team?" I asked, sue came by and put our food in front of us we smiled and offered our thanks. "So your team?" I asked again.
Rachel smiled with the spoon in her mouth, "cowboys." She stated simply.
"Awe how cute, you like the cheerleaders?" I asked with a smirked.
Rachel Rose her eyes brows. Putting her elbows on the table staring me down defiantly, "oh yeah. There best receiver is Dez Bryant, he's had 13 touchdowns this year. The team as a whole has had 325 first downs. And even though they haven't won a Super Bowl since 1995 they still remain number one in America's hearts. You want to know why Paul. Because they have the heart. And that's why I love the Dallas cowboys not for the cheerleaders," she said confidently knowing every word she said was right.
"Wow. I'm impressed." I said simply even though she was giving me a fucking hard on right now. She was so confident and oh god. Rachel giggled, clearly not embarrassed at all as she munched on her ice cream. I smiled as I watched her.
"What?" She mumbled with ice cream in her mouth, catching me staring at her.
"Nothing," I said quickly.
When we got back in the truck and pulled up in front of Billy's house my heart ached. After spending the whole day with the angel I didn't want her to leave. Mackie was out cold in the backseat. "Bye Paul I had fun today, so thanks."
I smiled, "yeah today was the best day I've had in a while. Thanks for helping with the whole leotard thing."
"No problem," Rachel smiled before petting Mackie's hair and getting out of the truck walking up to the Black residence.
I watched her go and felt the familiar ping in my heart, "hey Rach! Hang on!" I yelled hopping out of the truck and jogging up to the porch.
"Yes?" She asked un surely,
"Well um Saturday.. I'm taking Mackie to the beach. Why don't you come. You'll be at work soon it'll be a good day before you are stuck in a school for hours with little kids." I then remembered her thing about friends, "just as friends." I clarified quickly.
Rachel smiled up at me and nodded, "I'd like that." She kissed my cheek before pulling back, "goodnight Paul."
"Goodnight Rachel." I grinned, when the door closed I couldn't help but do a little happy dance... Okay it was more like a big happy dance but I didn't care.
Hopefully friends.. Would develop to wife. Yes I know I'm getting ahead of myself but hell we went out for ice cream we are basically together now, right?
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Lots of reviews before the next Chappy-chap.
fangirl44, yeah I always found that interesting as well. But I kind of understand, billy didn't want something tying them down to La Push. thanks for the review you are amazing
Kadee Son 12345, lol hope you enjoyed, thanks for the review
Hope Marie 333, you are honestly too nice! thanks for the review!
Kylie (guest)im so happy you love the story and yeah Mackie Bell makes me smile!
