Kaitlin and Aaron Dwyer sat in their dining room, Kaitlin sipping her coffee as Aaron read the newspaper. Kaitlin had thick brown hair and dark, almond shaped brown eyes. Aaron was her opposite with thin blonde hair and round green eyes that had a hazy film over the irises. Neither was prepared when Bea walked into the house, dressed in boys clothes, and slammed her messenger bag on the floor.
"How was school, honey?" Aaron asked as he folded his newspaper.
"When were you going to tell me?" Bea asked angrily. Tears started to build up in her eyes as she stared at the two who called her their daughter.
"Tell you what, sweetie?" Kaitlin asked, clearly confused.
"Don't pull that with me. Rex told me everything this morning." Aaron took his glasses off and rubbed his temples as his wife sighed. "When were you going to tell me that I was adopted?"
"Technically, that's only half true." Aaron stated as he looked up at Bea. Bea sat at the corner chair and took turns staring at both adults.
"I'm not your mother biologically," Kaitlin started, waiting for Aaron to finish.
"But I am your biological father."
"What are you saying?" Bea asked, leaning at the end of her seat.
"My family carries the gene," Kaitlin explained. "So we found a surrogate who would carry you for us."
"We should've told you sooner but-"
"You didn't want to involve me in the 'werewolf' mess. Rex told me after he tried to kill me last night." Kaitlin's eyes widened. "It was my own fault really; I kept him out too late last night."
"I'm going to have to have a talk with Matthew," Kaitlin said sternly as she stood to grab the phone from the kitchen.
"Who was the surrogate?" Bea asked her father shyly as she looked up from the table.
"She never told us her name; but maybe you'll meet her one day." Aaron gave a smile to his daughter.
"Maybe."
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Entry #9:
Learning that my 'mom' isn't really my mom = not fun. Yet neither of my parents questioned why I was wearing guy's clothes, so that was a plus. Having to explain that I stayed over at Benny's would've been awkward, especially since they don't really know him yet.
Speaking of Benny, my opinion of him is starting to morph. He's not all what I expected. He does spells: that's one big difference. He also cares about more things than just video games and comic books. During school he explained that he wanted to become a "Master Spellcaster."
Either way, I yearn for him to be the Spock to my Uhura.
-Bea
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The next day Bea was woken up abruptly by the loud ringing of her cell phone. Groaning as she turned, Bea lifted the phone and placed it against her ear.
"Hello?" It was muffled yet still audible in a way.
"Bea!" Benny's voice shouted on the other end. Bea sat up in bed, rubbing the drool from the side of her face.
"What do you want at six in the morning?"
"We kind of need you to come over to Ethan's… with something that removes nail polish."
"Wait twenty minutes and I'll be over."
"Thank you! You're amazing, you know that?"
"Yeah, sure."
Around half an hour later, Bea was sitting in Ethan's bedroom removing the pink nail polish from Ethan's finger nails. Benny sat trying to remove the red from his own nails, but failed miserably in doing so. Bea rolled her eyes and allowed Ethan to continue himself as she stood and walked over to Benny. She took Benny's hand into her own and started to remove the polish.
"Do I want to know why you both have your nails painted?" Bea asked as she continued to rub at his nails.
"We're undercover." Ethan answered quickly, not wanting to elaborate any further than he did.
"Fine, don't tell me. Just be glad that I'm doing this for you two."
"Thank you for that, by the way." Benny added as he smiled at her, his hazel eyes meeting with her own light brown.
"No problem," she smiled back before turning her attention back to his hands, attempting to avoid the blush that was forming on her cheeks.
"Don't go to the pep rally today." Ethan said out of nowhere, forcing Bea to look up.
"Do I look like the type who normally does?" Bea asked with a hint of sarcasm.
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At school later on, Bea realized what the two were doing when they meant 'undercover.' Benny and Ethan were dressed as girls, in cheerleading getups, with wigs on. Bea smirked as she walked up to the two, the both of them standing in front of her.
"You're hot as a blonde," Bea laughed as she gave Benny a once-over.
"Oh ha-ha." Benny narrowed his eyes as he placed his hands on his hips.
"Names?"
"Betty and Veronica," Ethan said as he used his best girl-voice.
"Where did you two get the bras?" Bea asked as she went to touch Benny's 'boob.' Benny slapped her hand away.
"That's a violation of privacy!"
"I believe you're thinking of sexual harassment but whatever." Bea sighed as she stepped away from the two, "guess I'll see you 'gals' later?"
"Sure!" Benny said in a high pitched voice.
"Totally!" Ethan added on, once again using his girl-voice.
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"Did you get the bad guys?" Bea asked the next day, wrapping her arm around Sarah's shoulders.
"Yep and now we don't have lunch." Benny stated, forcing his lips into a pout. Bea laughed and pulled a bag of pretzels out of her bag, handing them over.
"And now you do," she said with a genuine smile.
"So we never got to ask, what's up with you being 'adopted?'" Ethan asked as he tried to grab a pretzel, Benny smacking his hand away as he hogged them all.
"My parents were worried about me turning out like Rex so they got a surrogate mother to carry my dad's DNA." Bea answered all in one breath.
"What does that mean?" Benny asked, as he shoved three more pretzels into his mouth.
"That, my dear Benny, means I start the search for my real mom."
Entry #10:
Benny dressed in drag, I start the search for my real mom, and Rory developed a crush on 'Betty.' All that in one day. Maybe hanging out with them isn't such a great idea… Nah. It's definitely worth it.
Sadly, now all I can think about now is Benny's legs in that skirt. He should start wearing skinny jeans…
With much love,
-Bea.
