~Ivy
"Copy Cat! But that's just how you've always been, a Copy Cat." I said sniffling, "SO! What do you wanna do today?" I asked, "Ooh! Let's go shopping! Or we could go to the park! Or we could-"
"Chase cars?" Teddy asked.
"No, that's too violent! Let's go ROCK CLIMBING!" I said taking another sip of my coffee.
"Or, you could put down the coffee, and we could go for a walk and then stop for food. Does Ivy wanna do that?" She asked.
"Fine, Ivy will do that, as soon as I brush my teeth!" I said I plopped my coffee cup right in front of her. I went to brush my teeth, and saw Ringo about to leave.
"Bye," He said and gave me a kiss. I gladly accepted it, and ran up stairs, "Other way!" He shouted from the bottom of the stairs, I turned around, and smiled as I went by him again.
"You laugh now, but soon I will master this house!" He chuckled again, and walked out the door, and the flashing of cameras began. I brushed my teeth, and went to the kitchen, where Teddy was cowering in fear.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked.
"Hmm, I don't know, it's not like I'm being stalked by dudes with cameras!" She shouted, "OH WAIT!"
"Oh, it's not that bad, Ringo showed me what to do! You just duck down, cover your face, and kick whoever is in your way!" I Said.
"Oh, that sounds...violent!" She said with enthusiasm, I didn't know she had for violence, "Let's go!" She got her jacket, and went to the front door. I guarded my bump with my life, and somehow made it to my car.
"Now, let's try not to hit any of the," I pause and forced the next word, "nice people." I said as Teddy started the ignition. There was a chorus of ouches, and other sounds of pain. We drove mindlessly, and realized we didn't know where we were going.
"Hey, did you hear, John, and Cynthia have another kid!" Teddy said.
"She's pregnant? What a total copy cat! Am I just surrounded by copy cats?" I yelled.
"No, it was one of Julian's friends, and her stupid parents left without her while she and Julian were at the park with John, and Cynthia." Teddy explained.
"Oh, Can we go meet her?" I asked.
"Not now! I need to find food!" She exclaimed as we tuned around, and went to the nearest diner like place.
Paul's POV
"I'm out!" John said taking Julian by the hand out to the car.
"Alrighty then,". I said as Cynthia walked out of the smoke infested kitchen.
"I'm gonna get something from a restaurant. I'll be back." She grabbed her purse, and walked out the door. I had forgotten there was another kid in the house when she came stumbling down the stairs.
"Hey, you alright Joe?" I asked helping her up.
"Yeah, those stairs are just big. Whatcha doin?" She asked sitting on the couch, and looking at me.
"Well, I was gonna try to write a song," I said picking up a guitar.
"Ooh, you can play guitar! Can you play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star?" She asked over pronouncing her t's.
"I think so," I said I began to play, and she was humming along with it, "Why don't you sing?" I asked.
"Oh, I'm too scared, I don't think I'd be any good." She said as she looked at her lap.
"I think you'd be great! Try," I said and started to play it through again. She sang the song, and looked adorable while doing it.
"You play really pretty guitar..." She said. We sat in silence for a while when Cynthia came home with John and Julian.
"John, I can't believe you wrecked the car!" She yelled and got in front of Julian, "Are you alright? Last I saw you you were asleep, and wouldn't answer."
"I'm ok mummy, my head just hurts." He said, "And I'm sleepy," He said going up stairs.
"Good night Julian!" Joey said from next to me.
"Good night Joey," He said yawning. I heard a door close from upstairs.
"I hope he's alright, I hope he didn't get hurt," John said.
"Who's hungry?" Cynthia said coming from the kitchen, and smiling at us. I was about to get up an hour later when I realized Joey was asleep. I couldn't get up without her waking up, and my arm, that was behind her was falling asleep. She was curled up in a ball.
"Ha!" John said as he walked in, "You're stuck!" He said laughing. She moved a little, and mumbled something.
"Mr. Paul, you are my best friend," I looked at John, and smiled.
"She likes me more!" I said and laughed in his face, or as close as I could get. John looked at her and sighed.
"I don't want her, I already have a kid." He said, "You can have her though," He clapped really loud and ran out of the room. She woke up, and looked at me with confusion on her face.
"Hi, Mr. Paul," She said after she yawned.
"Hi, you know you don't have to call me Mr. Paul right?" I said looking at her. She smiled, and sniffed.
"Sure I do," She said, "It's good manners," She smiled proudly for remembering the rule.
"Well, how bout this, you'll call me Mr. Frankowitz, what shall I call you?"
"I have always wanted to go by Miss Jones! Is that alright Mr. Frankowitz?" She asked.
"That's perfect Miss Jones." I kissed her forehead and laughed. She jumped up, and ran over to the toy box, and went digging around in it, "What're you doin?" I asked as she brought a puzzle over to me and the table.