Life After High School. Is It Scary? You Bet.

By Risty Maskell and Silver15

Disclaimer: If we did own them, we would tell you, you know.

Summary: Crikey, I dunno.

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After a night of constantly getting up when Ria cried, I slept in. When I woke up, it was near ten o'clock. Frodo was already up and he must have taken Ria downstairs with him. He was a great father. I got up and had a short shower, then, getting dressed, I walked down stairs. Emma was sitting at the kitchen table, reading the morning paper. She looked up when I entered.

"Good morning, Sleepyhead." She said, grinning. I smiled.

"Good morning. Where is everyone?"

"Frodo, Boromir, Legolas and Billee all went down town to do some 'guy stuff'. They left Ria here with me, so don't worry she's safe."

"What about my silly siblings and relatives?"

"Outside with Wendy and Colan, playing with the dogs."

"oh." I grabbed myself some toast and began to butter it. Emma glanced at me.

"You don't look to good. You look really tired."

"I know. Ria was keeping me up half the night."

"Poor thing."

"Believe me, it's not always easy being a mother, sometimes, it's absolute torture."

Emma laughed. Elrond walked in and smiled at me.

"Good morning, Jamie."

"Morning Elrond. How are you?"

"All right. Where are Benny and Damon?"

"I have no idea."

"I think they are still in the gardeners quarters, sleeping." Said Emma.

"Jamie, I got a call from some of the teachers last night, after you went to bed. They said to say congratulations, to you both."

"Aww, gee. Thanks."

Emma and Elrond laughed again, then Baz, Jake, Julia, Stacey, Tracy, Colan and Wendy came in. They all said good morning, and I earned a hug from Wendy and Colan. I laughed. They were the cutest kids you could find.

The was a knock at the door.

"I'll answer it." I said, getting up. "It's no use me being lazy."

So I went to the door and opened it. My mother stood there.

I was so shocked, I almost slammed the door in her face. But I kept my cool.

"Hello, Mum." I said, what I thought was calmly. My mother regarded me with what looked like guilt.

"Hello, Jamie." I was surprised. She wasn't drunk. She was as sober as a priest on Sunday.

"What do you want?"

"I've left your father. He was getting to be to much of an asshole."

"Shh. There are young children present."

"Sorry. So is it true?"

"What?"

"Am I a Grandmother, now?"

"You could say that, yes."

"Well, what was it? A boy? A girl? What?"

"She's a girl, her name is Arianwen Brooke Baggins and you keep away from her."

"Why?"

"Because, you don't know how to treat a little baby."

"You're right. You little smart aleck." I scowled.

"Go away. You are no relative of mine."

"Fine. But I'll be back to see my granddaughter. Just you wait."

I shut the door and walked back to the kitchen. The others looked up.

"Who was it?" asked Julia.

"Our mother." I said. All my siblings looked shocked.

"What did she want?" My little brother practically snarled. He never liked our mother. Not one little bit.

"She wanted to see my daughter."

"I hope you said no."

"I did."

"Good. That woman thinks she can get away with anything." Said Stacey. Tracy nodded. That was why they had left home in the first place. Mum had wanted to know everything about their personal lives. And when I say everything, I mean everything. She even wanted to know when they had sex. She was so gross.

But, if she ever came around here, she would be turned away at the door, straight away.