HAPPY GOBBLE GOBBLE DAY! Hope your enjoying you day. This is the second to last chapter. The last chapter should be up either Saturday or Sunday. The sequal, however, won't be up till around Christmas because I have allot of school work to do before the New Year. Anyways, onto the chapter!

Christina's P.O.V.

I was sitting in my dorm room, doing my CoveOps report that was due next week (I get an early start on everything), when he came in.

"Hey." He said smiling that charming smile. I grinned.

"Hi babe. What's going on?" I asked. He shrugged, still smiling. God, he was so smexy.

"I just wanted to see my beautiful girlfriend." He said, sitting next to me. I tried to hide the slight blush creeping up on my cheeks. He sighed.

"When are we going to tell your family. We can't hide this forever." I nodded.

"I know. It's just even since 'the accident', I'm not positive if they'll except you." He nodded lightly and rested his head in my lap. I gently stroked his light brown hair.

"I wish things weren't so . . . complicated. You and I should be together without any worries."

"Hakuna Matata." He whispered. I laughed lightly.

"Your laugh is so cute." He said, sitting up and gently brushing my hair out of my face. I bit my lip lightly before his lips hit mine. My fingers gently tugged at his soft locks. His arms wrapped gently around my waist. His arms weren't too tight and weren't low. That was the difference between Travis and him. Travis didn't care where his hands were going, but my new boyfriend knew what happened between Travis and I and respected that now, I didn't want sex until after marriage.

"Hey Christy, can I b-" Lexi stopped short on her sentence.

"WHAT THE HELL!" She shouted. I pulled away from his lips and looked at Lexi.

"Please don't tell Joe. Or Kenzie." I begged. She scoffed

"UNBELIEVABLE!" She shouted. I shushed her lightly.

Lexi's P.O.V.

I can't believe she's asking me not to tell.

"UNBELIEVABLE!" I shouted. She shushed me.

"I just caught you making out with SAM PRESCOTT and you want me not to tell anyone?"

Yeah, you read that right. SAM FREAKING PRESCOTT! How could she do such a horrible thing?

"Yeah, that's sort of the point." She said, with a bored tone. I huffed angrily and walked over to her closet and pulled out the cute belly shirt I was looking for. (Picture on my profile) After I found it, I left with my head held high. Dad, was soooo going to find out about this.

Christina's P.O.V.

"She's going to tell Joe." I whispered to Sam lightly. "It's all over."

"Hey, look at me." Sam said, lightly lifting my face in his hands. "It's not all over. We went through so much to get to the position we're in today and we won't let it go so easily. I've never met a girl like you before. It will take allot for me to let you go. I'll never let you go. Well, unless you want me to." I smiled lightly.

"I'll never let you go, babe." I said, pulling him in for another kiss. He gently stroked the side of my face. After a minute and 41 seconds, I gently pulled away from Sam.

"I think . . . we should tell Joe before anybody else does." Sam said lightly. I nodded hesitantly.

"Yeah, yeah you're right." I said, more confident. I stood up, fixing my hair into a ponytail. Sam stood up and opened the door for me. I sighed and stepped out. Things were about to get ugly.

Joe's P.O.V.

I was sitting in my room, grading test papers, when I heard a knock at my door. I stood up to open it and came face to face with Christina. Ever since she dumped that mongrel Travis, she and I have been on better terms. She smiled lightly when I opened the door.

"Hey Joe." She said. I nodded in acknowledgement.

"What's going on, Princessa?" She cracked another smile. I use to call her that when she was just 4 years old. Time really does fly.

"Do you remember Sam?" She asked slowly. My eyebrows furrowed.

"As in Sam Prescott?" I asked, coldly. I didn't like that kid. Sure he was trying to protect his family, but when you hurt my pregnant teenage daughter, things get personal. Christina's face dropped slightly at my tone and nodded.

"Then, yes. I remember him." I said calmly. "Why?" She looked at a loss for words.

"Well, I saw him today." She said, taking an interest at her sneakers. I looked up, baffled.

"Excuse me?" Christina looked up.

"I saw him today." She said, looking me in the eye. I crossed my arms.

"Why did you see him?" I asked, sternly. Christina looked down.

"Your going to kill me." She mumbled. She looked up.

"I've . . . been seeing him." She said, nervously.

"Like 'dating' seeing him?" I asked. Christina nodded. She. Was. Going to. DIE!

"WHAT?" I yelled/asked. She sighed.

"Well, one day I was walking in town with Janice and I bumped into him and I was glaring at him and then I realized his eyes were like really blue-"

"WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING!" I yelled.

"BECAUSE I KNEW YOU WOULDN'T APPROVE!" She yelled back. She took a deep breath.

"I tried not to stay around him, but he kept drawing me back. Like I was tethered to him or something. So, we kept talking and talking and I realized that he was just like Travis, but different. He cared about me. I got all emotional and started crying and he just held me, not saying anything. When I finally pulled myself together, I looked up at him, totally digging those blue eyes." I raised an eyebrow.

"Don't do that." Christina said "I'll lose my train of thought. Anyways, after just staring at each other for about 3 minutes, I kissed him. I was amazing, astonishing, awe-inspiring, awesome, exciting, hair-raising, heart-stirring, impressive, magnificent, moving, overwhelming, spine-tingling, stunning, and thrilling all at the same time. After that, we started dating secretly. Ever since, I've been trying to tell you, but I know you won't let me date him anymore."

It was dead silent for 1.82 seconds.

"If you really want this . . . I'll let you date him." She raised her head quickly, shocked.

"But, I need to get to know him." I said sternly. Christina nodded.

"Absolutely." She grinned widely. She gave me a big bear hug. I chuckle and hugged her back.

"Thanks sooooooooooo much Dad." She said. I smiled and kissed her forehead.

"Just be safe." I said. She nodded, pulling away, before running off. I sighed. Raising 3 teenage girls and a 4 year old daughter was not easy.

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