Disclaimer: Unfortunately, none of these characters belong to me, except for Elle and Harrison Stokes.
You guys rock my socks with all of your great reviews. I don't really know where I'm going to go with this story (I promise - no one will die, get sick, injured - it's a happy story), but I guess I'll just go where the story takes me. ............................................................................ ...........….
The two and a half hours the twins were at school seemed like an eternity for Sara. She just wanted them home, and she wanted them home now. From 10-11AM, she entertained herself by cleaning the entire house, top to bottom. She dusted every CD and DVD the family owned, something she only did when she was anxious or angry. This time she was anxious to pick up her twins. For the next hour, she sat in the living room, watched some talk-show and realized just how quiet it was when the twins weren't there. The occasional yelp came from Nick who was on the phone with Warrick. 'What could they be talking about?' Sara wondered. 'They just saw each other last night.'
Sara figured since she only had a half hour before she got the kids, the only rational thing to do was to get ready to pick them up. She freshened up a bit - redid her makeup, brushed through her hair.
"Nicky, I'm going to go pick up the twins." Sara said, picking up her keys and pocketbook off the kitchen table.
"Honey, they don't need to be picked up for another 25 minutes. And the preschool is just down the street. Not even a 10 minute drive." Nick said, not paying attention to anything Warrick was saying.
"I know, but I just don't want to get there late. I mean, what if there's some sort of accident and I can't get to them in time and the teacher leaves and they're all by themselves and…" Sara spoke without taking a single breath.
"OK, OK. Do you want me to go with you?" Nick said, pulling the reciever away from his mouth. He knew well enough that arguing with her wouldn't get him anywhere.
"Well, I did tell Elle that you were going to come."
"Alright, hold on. War - yeah, I'm going to go with Sara. Yeah, its their first day. OK, thanks. Hey, do you want to come over tonight? We're having Greg and Carly over, you might as well come…Yeah, around 6. OK, bye."
"Go put on a jacket and some shoes. I should've been gone 5 minutes ago." Sara said, ready to go and get her children.
"Sara, its just down the street. And I'm pretty sure there's not going to be any traffic." Nick said, walking out of their bedroom with shoes on and his jacket in his hands. He opened the door for her, and she practically ran out to the car. He got in the driver's side, and started up the car.
The ride to the preschool seemed to be the longest ride of her life, and once they pulled up, she didn't even let Nick stop the car before she jumped out. Sara did wait for him on the steps, and he grabbed her hand. She led him towards their classroom. They knocked on the door.
"Mrs. Stokes, nice to see you again, although we still have another 15 minutes of class left." Ms. DiMonda said, realizing how nervous the young mother was. "Hello, I'm presuming you're Mr. Stokes?" She said, looking at Nick.
Nick pried his hand out of Sara's grip, and shook Ms. DiMonda's hand. "Yes, I'm Mr. Stokes. Its nice to meet you. I know we're a little early, but we would rather be early than late."
"Yes, Mr. Stokes. Of course, these are your children." Ms. DiMonda said, somewhat surprised at how every member of this family seemed to be strikingly handsome or beautiful. Usually families had an ugly duckling, but this family seemed to be perfect.
"If you'd like to come in, you can help your children get their jackets on. But only this once. Next time, if you come early, you will have to wait outside."
Sara glared at Ms. DiMonda, making her wonder if the thought she had before was entirely true. 'Sure, they're good-looking people' she thought. 'But maybe the wife's a little crazy.'
"Hi Elle!" Nick said, walking over to his daughter who was coloring with some of her classmates. Sara, who had taken a detour to pick up their jackets, was right behind him.
"Daddy!!" Elle said, throwing her crayon on the table and running over to her father. She clasped her hands together behind his neck, and he picked her up.
"How'd you like school, sweetie?" He said, pulling her away from him so that he could look at her face.
"It was OK, I made a new friend. Her name's Amy and she's got blonde hair like me, but its straight like Mommy's." Elle said, pointing to a little girl who was also coloring. At the call of her name, Amy looked up and waved. Elle waved back.
"Hi Amy" Nick said, waving.
"Hi!" The tiny girl said, getting up from her seat and walking over to them. "Are you Elle's daddy?"
"Yep. Are you Elle's friend?" Nick said kneeling down to their level, making the two girls laugh.
Sara, who had to drag Harrison away from the fire-truck he had become seemingly attached to, had walked up in time to meet Elle's new friend.
"Hey Harrison" Nick said, standing up and turning around.
"Hey Dad, want to come see this cool fire-truck they have here?" Harrison said, grabbing Nick's hand and pulling him over to where the fire-truck was located.
"I'll see you later, Amy." Nick said, walking away.
"Bye Elle's daddy."
"Hey Elle" Sara said, walking over to her daughter and sitting in one of the seat's placed in the art center.
"Hey Mommy, this is Amy. She's my new best friend." Elle said, wrapping her arm's around Amy's neck to give her a hug.
"Oh no, Greg's going to be mad if you have a new best friend. You better not tell him, or who knows what will happen." Sara said, loosening Elle's grip on Amy's neck so that she could get her jacket on. Sara looked at the little girl standing next to Elle. "Hi, you're Amy?"
"Yes, and you're Elle's mommy?"
"Yes, I am. Did you guys have fun in school today?"
"Oh yeah, we played in the kitchen area, and then we read a story and then we colored." Elle said, buttoning up her jacket.
"I have to go, Elle. My mommy's here now. Bye Elle! Bye Elle's mommy!" Amy said, as she walked towards where her mother was standing holding out her jacket.
"Bye Amy!" Both Elle and Sara said.
Sara grabbed Elle's hand, and led her over to where Nick and Harrison were playing with the fire-truck. It was a complete fire-truck area, with a street and trees, and even a cat in a tree. Nick, who was the voice of the cat stuck in the tree, seemed to be having as much, or even more, fun than Harrison was.
"You'll never save me, I'm Super Cat!" Nick said, taking the cat out of the tree and zooming it around in the air.
"Daddy, cat's don't fly." Elle said.
"Yeah Daddy, and they can't talk." Harrison said.
"Oh, well, look Mommy.. we have two cat experts on our hands." Nick said, getting up, slightly embarrassed as Ms. DiMonda looked on and gave him a puzzled expression.
"Well, lets take these two cat experts home." As they were about to leave, Ms. DiMonda came up behind them.
"So Harrison, Elle, did you two have fun today?"
"Yeah!" Both said, in unison.
"Are you going to come back on Wednesday?"
"Yeah!"
"Are you going to help teach your daddy that cat's can't fly and they can't talk?" Ms. DiMonda said, looking at Nick.
"Very funny, Ms. DiMonda." Nick spoke up. "We'll see you Wednesday."
As they walked towards the car, the twins ran ahead.
"Nicky, looks like we might have to enroll you in preschool, too."
"Very, very funny Sara. You and Ms. DiMonda should have an act, because you're both just hysterical!"
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Woohoo, another chapter done! Please, read and review. (And hey, if you have any suggestions AT ALL let me know!)
You guys rock my socks with all of your great reviews. I don't really know where I'm going to go with this story (I promise - no one will die, get sick, injured - it's a happy story), but I guess I'll just go where the story takes me. ............................................................................ ...........….
The two and a half hours the twins were at school seemed like an eternity for Sara. She just wanted them home, and she wanted them home now. From 10-11AM, she entertained herself by cleaning the entire house, top to bottom. She dusted every CD and DVD the family owned, something she only did when she was anxious or angry. This time she was anxious to pick up her twins. For the next hour, she sat in the living room, watched some talk-show and realized just how quiet it was when the twins weren't there. The occasional yelp came from Nick who was on the phone with Warrick. 'What could they be talking about?' Sara wondered. 'They just saw each other last night.'
Sara figured since she only had a half hour before she got the kids, the only rational thing to do was to get ready to pick them up. She freshened up a bit - redid her makeup, brushed through her hair.
"Nicky, I'm going to go pick up the twins." Sara said, picking up her keys and pocketbook off the kitchen table.
"Honey, they don't need to be picked up for another 25 minutes. And the preschool is just down the street. Not even a 10 minute drive." Nick said, not paying attention to anything Warrick was saying.
"I know, but I just don't want to get there late. I mean, what if there's some sort of accident and I can't get to them in time and the teacher leaves and they're all by themselves and…" Sara spoke without taking a single breath.
"OK, OK. Do you want me to go with you?" Nick said, pulling the reciever away from his mouth. He knew well enough that arguing with her wouldn't get him anywhere.
"Well, I did tell Elle that you were going to come."
"Alright, hold on. War - yeah, I'm going to go with Sara. Yeah, its their first day. OK, thanks. Hey, do you want to come over tonight? We're having Greg and Carly over, you might as well come…Yeah, around 6. OK, bye."
"Go put on a jacket and some shoes. I should've been gone 5 minutes ago." Sara said, ready to go and get her children.
"Sara, its just down the street. And I'm pretty sure there's not going to be any traffic." Nick said, walking out of their bedroom with shoes on and his jacket in his hands. He opened the door for her, and she practically ran out to the car. He got in the driver's side, and started up the car.
The ride to the preschool seemed to be the longest ride of her life, and once they pulled up, she didn't even let Nick stop the car before she jumped out. Sara did wait for him on the steps, and he grabbed her hand. She led him towards their classroom. They knocked on the door.
"Mrs. Stokes, nice to see you again, although we still have another 15 minutes of class left." Ms. DiMonda said, realizing how nervous the young mother was. "Hello, I'm presuming you're Mr. Stokes?" She said, looking at Nick.
Nick pried his hand out of Sara's grip, and shook Ms. DiMonda's hand. "Yes, I'm Mr. Stokes. Its nice to meet you. I know we're a little early, but we would rather be early than late."
"Yes, Mr. Stokes. Of course, these are your children." Ms. DiMonda said, somewhat surprised at how every member of this family seemed to be strikingly handsome or beautiful. Usually families had an ugly duckling, but this family seemed to be perfect.
"If you'd like to come in, you can help your children get their jackets on. But only this once. Next time, if you come early, you will have to wait outside."
Sara glared at Ms. DiMonda, making her wonder if the thought she had before was entirely true. 'Sure, they're good-looking people' she thought. 'But maybe the wife's a little crazy.'
"Hi Elle!" Nick said, walking over to his daughter who was coloring with some of her classmates. Sara, who had taken a detour to pick up their jackets, was right behind him.
"Daddy!!" Elle said, throwing her crayon on the table and running over to her father. She clasped her hands together behind his neck, and he picked her up.
"How'd you like school, sweetie?" He said, pulling her away from him so that he could look at her face.
"It was OK, I made a new friend. Her name's Amy and she's got blonde hair like me, but its straight like Mommy's." Elle said, pointing to a little girl who was also coloring. At the call of her name, Amy looked up and waved. Elle waved back.
"Hi Amy" Nick said, waving.
"Hi!" The tiny girl said, getting up from her seat and walking over to them. "Are you Elle's daddy?"
"Yep. Are you Elle's friend?" Nick said kneeling down to their level, making the two girls laugh.
Sara, who had to drag Harrison away from the fire-truck he had become seemingly attached to, had walked up in time to meet Elle's new friend.
"Hey Harrison" Nick said, standing up and turning around.
"Hey Dad, want to come see this cool fire-truck they have here?" Harrison said, grabbing Nick's hand and pulling him over to where the fire-truck was located.
"I'll see you later, Amy." Nick said, walking away.
"Bye Elle's daddy."
"Hey Elle" Sara said, walking over to her daughter and sitting in one of the seat's placed in the art center.
"Hey Mommy, this is Amy. She's my new best friend." Elle said, wrapping her arm's around Amy's neck to give her a hug.
"Oh no, Greg's going to be mad if you have a new best friend. You better not tell him, or who knows what will happen." Sara said, loosening Elle's grip on Amy's neck so that she could get her jacket on. Sara looked at the little girl standing next to Elle. "Hi, you're Amy?"
"Yes, and you're Elle's mommy?"
"Yes, I am. Did you guys have fun in school today?"
"Oh yeah, we played in the kitchen area, and then we read a story and then we colored." Elle said, buttoning up her jacket.
"I have to go, Elle. My mommy's here now. Bye Elle! Bye Elle's mommy!" Amy said, as she walked towards where her mother was standing holding out her jacket.
"Bye Amy!" Both Elle and Sara said.
Sara grabbed Elle's hand, and led her over to where Nick and Harrison were playing with the fire-truck. It was a complete fire-truck area, with a street and trees, and even a cat in a tree. Nick, who was the voice of the cat stuck in the tree, seemed to be having as much, or even more, fun than Harrison was.
"You'll never save me, I'm Super Cat!" Nick said, taking the cat out of the tree and zooming it around in the air.
"Daddy, cat's don't fly." Elle said.
"Yeah Daddy, and they can't talk." Harrison said.
"Oh, well, look Mommy.. we have two cat experts on our hands." Nick said, getting up, slightly embarrassed as Ms. DiMonda looked on and gave him a puzzled expression.
"Well, lets take these two cat experts home." As they were about to leave, Ms. DiMonda came up behind them.
"So Harrison, Elle, did you two have fun today?"
"Yeah!" Both said, in unison.
"Are you going to come back on Wednesday?"
"Yeah!"
"Are you going to help teach your daddy that cat's can't fly and they can't talk?" Ms. DiMonda said, looking at Nick.
"Very funny, Ms. DiMonda." Nick spoke up. "We'll see you Wednesday."
As they walked towards the car, the twins ran ahead.
"Nicky, looks like we might have to enroll you in preschool, too."
"Very, very funny Sara. You and Ms. DiMonda should have an act, because you're both just hysterical!"
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Woohoo, another chapter done! Please, read and review. (And hey, if you have any suggestions AT ALL let me know!)