It was Sunday afternoon. Mom had driven me and Maddie out of town so we could get some baby stuff. After I wrote the letter to Ryder I realized that I do want these babies. Even if they weren't intended or won't be coming at the ideal time I do want them. The paparazzi had stopped following me even though I haven't announced publicly that I am pregnant yet though it's fairly obvious I am.

We pulled up into the car park of some random mall that Maddie and I haven't seen before. Mom says that we only need to buy one crib since she still has the crib Joey and I had. Maddie's crib was given to Parker who broke it when he was three by jumping in it. It's times like this when it's handy that mom is a hoarder. Babies are expensive but she's saved everything from dummy's to diapers, unused of course.

We walked into the babies R us and it was just huge. I couldn't see the end of it, there was just mountains of things that I couldn't even think I'd need. Mom had made a list so I was just following her lead.

Car seats X2
Crib (wooden)
High chair X2
Play mat (large)
Plastic tub X2

The list went on. I wasn't even aware that babies needed half of the stuff on the list. Mom and Maddie each had a cart that was gradually filling up. Mom would tell Maddie to grab stuff stating it was important and she just forgot to put it on the list.

"Get that too, Mad." She told her pointing to a breast pump. I gasped. It sounds sore.

"Close your mouth Liv you'll catch flies." Mom told me as she grabbed car seats off of the shelf. "These seem the safest don't you think?" She said asking Maddie. Maddie just nodded and mom tossed them in the cart. They didn't seem to care on consulting me about this whole procedure, it's not like they are my kids. Oh wait.

I checked my phone to see if Ryder had texted. Even after I sent him that letter, I might forgive him if he were to just text me. Of course threatening to call the police if he done that isn't the best way to get a boy to text you.

They kicked again. Not be for once, it felt like they were kicking each other. They were each in their on sort of sack thing so the can't actually touch each other but they could tell that each other was there. I'm growing tired of them kicking, even though there is only around 4 weeks left of it. Then I'll be in my final trimester.

"Liv you aren't really doing anything, do you want to go look at the clothes or something." Mom suggested. I nodded quickly before abandoning them two to look for all the boring stuff. The clothes section was upstairs, as I walked there I could feel peoples eyes on me. Not because I was the famous Liv Rooney but because I was a teenager and I was pregnant. Some of these women here are like twice my age.

I slowly walked over to the newborn section. The midwife told me that twins usually come early a lot of the time because they run out of room quicker. I didn't know whether I should get premature clothes too. I picked up two plain white tootsies just in case. The newborn clothes were all pretty basic. They all had the same layout with some sort of picture stitched onto the chest. I didn't want to get clothes for them based on their gender but it's kind of hard when all the footsies are pink, blue, white or yellow. There wasn't much selection. I settled with a lime green footsie hidden in the back with a caterpillar stitched to the front.

As I looked deeper I found cuter outfits. Like fuzzy bears, and hooded footsies with puppy ears. I knew that if I got them the heavy onsies that they'd be too hot since they're due at the beginning of August. I found little newborn swim suits, which were totes adorb. I knew that I wasn't going to put them in swimming because they're babies, but newborns can swim which is pretty cool. It seemed like a pretty cool photo op though. I picked them up and put them in the basket with the green footsies.

I picked up a few random colored baby hats and put them into the baskets.

Before I knew it the basket was over flowing. There was vests of every variety, sleepers, rompers, socks, lots of socks, summer clothes I doubted they would be wearing for long. I started walking back downstairs to my mom when a worker caught my eye.

He was familiar but I didn't know how. He looked up and our eyes met. I smiled instantly at that, he was looking at my face and not my stomach.

"Liv Rooney?" He asked in shock. "It's me Greg from grade school."

Then suddenly it clicked, how did he end up working out here? "Oh my god. Hi."

"Man, small world. What brings you to Baby's R us?" He asked dubious to my baby bump. I pointed down to my stomach. His eyes widened. "Wow. Well good luck with that." He said.

I didn't know what he meant by that.

"Yeah, I gotta go." I told him as I began to walk off.

"Wait Liv. I'm sorry for what I did that first day of grade school. No hard feelings?" He asked leaning against his broom.

"Of course not, I can barely remember that." I told him honestly, well half honestly I remember that day clearly.

"Great, well it's great seeing you." He told me as I walked off.