A/N ~ Here's a short filler chapter, just in case I don't have time to update very quickly. It seems like I haven't gotten as many reviews as usual, which is further evidence that my story is geting snoozeworthy....(NO!). Truth be told, I'm not so sure where I'm going with it as of now...I hope I'm not coming down with a case of writer's block! Anyway, please please please review, let me know what you think, or if you have any suggestions of what I should do. Thanks! =)
"Hey, how'd it go with Grace?" Adam asked, opening the door for Joan. He pulled her into his arms, and smoothed her hair away from her eyes.
Joan sighed.
"I think maybe it would be better if you talked to her," she said.
Adam knitted his brows.
"Me? Why, yo?"
Joan shrugged.
"Talking to me certainly wasn't ultra-effective," she replied.
"All right then," Adam said, dropping onto the sofa. "I'll talk to her."
Joan plopped down beside him.
"Whoa, Jane, be careful!" Adam exclaimed, putting a hand protectively over Joan's stomach.
"Oh, that reminds me," Joan said. She reached into her purse, and pulled out a thin photograph.
"What's that?" Adam asked, taking it out of her hand.
"It's a sonogram, yo," Joan answered, smiling.
Adam's eyes widened, and studied the sonogram more closely.
"That's our baby?" he asked, pointing to the garbled image.
Joan's stomach churned, and she nodded.
"Whoa...is it a boy or a girl?" Adam asked.
Joan laughed.
"It's way too early to tell," she said.
Adam squinted at the picture, and shook his head.
"What do you want?" he asked.
"Hm?" Joan mumbled. Her thoughts had drifted.
"I said, 'what do you want'?" Adam repeated.
To erase time, Joan thought. To not be pregnant right now.
"A boy or a girl, you mean? I don't care," she responded.
She saw Adam's face fall slightly.
"I mean, I don't mind. It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl," she said.
"You'll still love it," Adam finished.
Joan felt tears prick her eyes as she wondered if she would love it either way.
"So, thought of any baby names yet?" Kevin asked as he bent down and tied one of his basketball shoes.
"Shut up, Kevin," Joan snarled from her seat at the kitchen table.
"Holy hormones, Joan, chill out!" Kevin replied, holding his hands up in defense. "Just asking."
"Kevin, leave her alone," Helen said. "Joan, did you take your vitamins?"
Joan rolled her eyes.
"Mom, yes, I took the vitamins. Oh, and by the way, I'm having a baby, I'm not one myself anymore."
"Don't get mouthy with me, Joan. Pregnant or not, I can still ground you," Helen advised.
"Why? It's not like she could do any more damage," Luke joked, coming into the kitchen.
"Don't you have lawns to mow, you freak?" Joan groaned.
Luke grinned, and slathered his nose with white sunblock. He'd taken up the cliche summer gig to earn some extra money to send himself to space camp next month.
Kevin and Luke went their separate ways, leaving Helen and Joan in the kitchen together.
"What about your job, sweetie? Don't you have to work at the bookstore today?"
"I'm on maternity leave?" Joan suggested.
Joan put a hand on her hip, and pointed a finger at the door.
"Go."
"Mom-"
"Joan, you're going to have to have extra money now, you've got to buy stuff for this baby! Now get your butt to work!"
On her way to the bookstore, Joan wondered what it was going to be like when the kids at school found out about her. She'd have to walk around all pregnant...the thought made her cringe. Maybe her mom would let her do homeschool. Joan could hear her mother's voice in her head:
"You were the one who got pregnant. In the real world, you've got to balance things out, honey."
Or not.
Joan had stood behind the counter at the bookstore for three boring hours when finally the bell above the door jingled.
"Joan!"
It was Grace.
"Grace, what are you doing in a bookstore?" Joan asked.
"I kissed Adam!"
A/N ~ Dun-dun-DUN! LOL. =)
"Hey, how'd it go with Grace?" Adam asked, opening the door for Joan. He pulled her into his arms, and smoothed her hair away from her eyes.
Joan sighed.
"I think maybe it would be better if you talked to her," she said.
Adam knitted his brows.
"Me? Why, yo?"
Joan shrugged.
"Talking to me certainly wasn't ultra-effective," she replied.
"All right then," Adam said, dropping onto the sofa. "I'll talk to her."
Joan plopped down beside him.
"Whoa, Jane, be careful!" Adam exclaimed, putting a hand protectively over Joan's stomach.
"Oh, that reminds me," Joan said. She reached into her purse, and pulled out a thin photograph.
"What's that?" Adam asked, taking it out of her hand.
"It's a sonogram, yo," Joan answered, smiling.
Adam's eyes widened, and studied the sonogram more closely.
"That's our baby?" he asked, pointing to the garbled image.
Joan's stomach churned, and she nodded.
"Whoa...is it a boy or a girl?" Adam asked.
Joan laughed.
"It's way too early to tell," she said.
Adam squinted at the picture, and shook his head.
"What do you want?" he asked.
"Hm?" Joan mumbled. Her thoughts had drifted.
"I said, 'what do you want'?" Adam repeated.
To erase time, Joan thought. To not be pregnant right now.
"A boy or a girl, you mean? I don't care," she responded.
She saw Adam's face fall slightly.
"I mean, I don't mind. It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl," she said.
"You'll still love it," Adam finished.
Joan felt tears prick her eyes as she wondered if she would love it either way.
"So, thought of any baby names yet?" Kevin asked as he bent down and tied one of his basketball shoes.
"Shut up, Kevin," Joan snarled from her seat at the kitchen table.
"Holy hormones, Joan, chill out!" Kevin replied, holding his hands up in defense. "Just asking."
"Kevin, leave her alone," Helen said. "Joan, did you take your vitamins?"
Joan rolled her eyes.
"Mom, yes, I took the vitamins. Oh, and by the way, I'm having a baby, I'm not one myself anymore."
"Don't get mouthy with me, Joan. Pregnant or not, I can still ground you," Helen advised.
"Why? It's not like she could do any more damage," Luke joked, coming into the kitchen.
"Don't you have lawns to mow, you freak?" Joan groaned.
Luke grinned, and slathered his nose with white sunblock. He'd taken up the cliche summer gig to earn some extra money to send himself to space camp next month.
Kevin and Luke went their separate ways, leaving Helen and Joan in the kitchen together.
"What about your job, sweetie? Don't you have to work at the bookstore today?"
"I'm on maternity leave?" Joan suggested.
Joan put a hand on her hip, and pointed a finger at the door.
"Go."
"Mom-"
"Joan, you're going to have to have extra money now, you've got to buy stuff for this baby! Now get your butt to work!"
On her way to the bookstore, Joan wondered what it was going to be like when the kids at school found out about her. She'd have to walk around all pregnant...the thought made her cringe. Maybe her mom would let her do homeschool. Joan could hear her mother's voice in her head:
"You were the one who got pregnant. In the real world, you've got to balance things out, honey."
Or not.
Joan had stood behind the counter at the bookstore for three boring hours when finally the bell above the door jingled.
"Joan!"
It was Grace.
"Grace, what are you doing in a bookstore?" Joan asked.
"I kissed Adam!"
A/N ~ Dun-dun-DUN! LOL. =)