A/N: It's kinda short, but it's just a filler chapter. There's a little more about Ian here. Sorry it took so long, but I lost the notes on what was gonna happen in this chapter. Read and Review as always!
Ian sat in his room while he heard his mothers arguing in the kitchen. They were late to dinner because Maureen just HAD to wear the right thing. And, as usual, Joanne was pissed at her lover.
Ian heard a small knock on the door.
"Come in," he replied as he laid on his bed and threw a tennis ball at his ceiling.
His little sister, Amber, cracked the door open and slid in the room. She quietly walked up to her brother with tears in her big brown eyes.
"Why are mommy and Mo fighting?" she whispered.
Ian stopped throwing the tennis ball and picked up his little sister and cuddled her.
"It's okay. Mommy's just mad at Mo for now. She'll get over it like she always does." Ian said happily.
"Why does Mo always make mommy mad?" Amber said as Ian wiped away her tears with his sleeve.
"It's not Mo's fault," Ian defended his favorite mother, "Mommy just doesn't understand."
Ian and Amber had always had different views on their mothers. Amber had always been closer to Joanne. They even had the same personalities. For a little girl of six, Amber was more grown up then most kids twice her age.
On the other hand, Ian had always been a little bit of a rebel slacker. He was much more like Maureen then anyone he ever knew. He just looked up to her so much. She was so dedicated and lived everyday to its fullest; she never dwelled on anything bad and stood up for what she believed in. That's what Ian wanted.
Ian's bedroom door opened again and Joanne came in.
"Are you two ready to go?" she asked.
"Yes!" Amber ran to her mother.
"I've been ready." Ian replied.
"Well then come on." Joanne said, walking out of the room holding Amber.
Ian was walking out of the door when the phone rang. He was going to get it when Maureen shot down the stairs and out the door.
"No time, let's go!" she said as she ran past.
Ian laughed and ran after her.
"I'll beat you to the bus stop!" she challenged.
"No you won't!" Ian laughed.
"Loser buys dinner!" Both said at the same time and sprinted down the street with Joanne and Amber walking behind them.
Inside the apartment…
Ring! Ring! Ring!
Maureen's voice: "Hello, you've reached Maureen, Joanne, Ian, and Amber Johnson- Jefferson. We screen our calls, so don't bother calling again. And if you're one of those telemarketers; I know where you live…"
Joanne's voice: "Maureen!"
Maureen's voice: "Leave a message!"
BEEEEEEEP!
"Umm, hi Ian. It's Brooke Cohen. You know, from lunch today? Well, I was wondering if you wanted to come to dinner tonight. We're going to the Life Café. "We" being my dad and a bunch of his friends. But Crystal'll be there to. I think. Umm, ok. I guess I'll see you later, or tomorrow at school or something. Bye."
