"RINGGGGGGGGG" The bell rung to end the day. God finally, Drew thought. He was ready to get home and chill out. He was lucky he made it to French class on time and wasn't called into the principal's office as a witness of the fight. Before leaving out the school, Drew stopped by Cheyenne's locker. He wanted to talk to her about the dance and her sister Chloe, but Cheyenne was already gone. He continued out the door and started walking home.
On the way home, Drew had a lot on his mind. From Cheyenne to the dance, to his parents and to Zoe again. He took the long way home today, just so he had more time to think about everything that was going on. While thinking, he also took some time to look at all the hangouts he had as a kid. He passed the old candy shop (that he and Aaron used to chill at), the Sandy Shore (where he and Nikko would get all their beach stuff), and he took a long look at the space needle.
He continued to walk and noticed the park he used to play at all the time when he was younger. He hopped over the fence and walked down the dirt path. He noticed someone sitting on the bench and walked over to them. "Zoe?" He asked. She was looking down at something in her lap. Drew sat down next to her. "Uh, look, I'm sorry about flippin out the other day. I know we haven't really talked much since, and I just wanted to patch that up between us." Zoe still looked down at her lap.
Drew wanted to know what she was looking at, but her hair was in the way. He built up the courage to ask her, "Hay, uh, what ya got there?" Zoe finally looked up. Drew looked down and saw Zoe had a box. On top of the box, there were words that said, "To our baby boy." Zoe slid the box over to Drew and all Drew could do was stare at it. Zoe rose from her seat, "Open it when you're ready. Nobody is rushing you."
"You told her about me, didn't you?" Zoe shook her head, to say, "No". "So how'd you get this box?" Zoe didn't answer; instead, she grabbed her book bag from off the bench and walked out of the park. Drew could only stare at the box and then watched Zoe turn the corner to make her way home.
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Drew got home later that evening and went straight to his room, without saying a single word to his "parents." He put the box down on his bed and stared at it for a second. He hesitated to open it, not know exactly what to expect. He took a deep breath and slowly peaked inside the box.
He fully opened it and saw pictures of two people. He took out a picture of a girl, under it, it said, "Hello Son, My name is Liberty Van Zandt...and I'm your mother. Drew remembered the first day of school when Zoe told him about Liberty. He put the picture down on the bed and then moved to a picture of a boy. "Humph, must be my lame dad, I assume" Drew said. He picked up the picture of J.T. Under it, the caption read, "What's Up, son. I'm James Tiberius Yorke, but you can call me J.T. Hmm, maybe you should just call me dad, since I am your father."