"Well so whudd er we gonna do? Ye gots te tell em bout yer fatha an when he comes, he's probably gonna take ye away fereva."
"Don think like dat Bai. Besides I thought ye wanned me te meet im and see whudd he's like."
"Dat was a lie. I just didn't want ye te feel bad."
"Well now dat I know how ye really feel. What do ye think I'm gonna say te meetin im now?"
"Well how bout I meet im instead? Ye I could say I'm you an afta I meet im tell im yer actually hea. How bout dat?"
"I ain't so surre."
"C'mon. at least I could tell ye if he's decent."
"But Scott, Jack, or Spot won't agree wid it. How are we gonna do it den?"
"I have no idea but we'll figura it out."
From across the room I noticed Spot starring at me. I knew he noticed something was up. "Bailey we might have te talk bout it lata. Spot got dat look like he knows whudd we're talking bout."
"Alright how bout when Spot ain't around."
"Alright dat sounds good."
Spot walked over. "I know whudd yer talkin bout."
"Oh yea yea? Who dye think I am Spotty boy? Some kinda walkin mouth?" I asked sarcastically.
"Ooohh getting smart wid me eehh?"
"Don't ye hea right, of course I'm getting smart wid ye. I'm allowed te!" I laughed.
"Oooh yea! Well ye betta not be doin whudd I think yer doin!" he turned serious. "Cuz yer brodda's gonna kill me if ye are." then he hugged me. "Ye know I don't want anythin te happen te ye."
"Well exactly whudd is it dye think I'm doin." I questioned suspiciously.
"I think somethin bout you tryin te get outta seein yer fatha. I know whudd yer thinking. No matta whudd, yer gonna see im de day he comes te see ye."
"Spot, can't ye be a lil considerate? She don wanna see im fer a reason. Can't ye see it?" Bailey nagged.
"I know but she's gotta at least meet im. Afta dat she ain't gotta see im no more."
"Spot I ain't goin te see im. Why botha? He neva done nuttin fer us. He didn't even try an contact us. Why now? Well I don't care I ain't goin! Dats final!"
"Angel yer goin te see im!"
"No I ain't! Can't you see I don wanna! He just comes outta nowhere expectin me te marry someone an leave me family hea! I don think so! I ain't leavin! I don care if ye don undastand but I ain't goin!" I yelled and stormed into my room.
I heard Bailey arguing with Spot. "She don wanna see im fer a reason. Don you undastand! He don even know her! Not te mention he don even know me eitha. He knows he's got ONE daughta and dats Angel! But I ain't included in dis family. Can't you see she feels bad knowin I feel left out? Te him I don exist an te her he don exist eitha!" she came into the room.
"Thanks fer dat. Mebe it'll make im see." I smiled and began crying.
"It's ok Angel. I think he just wants ye te see whudd it would be like te have a fatha. He only wants de best fer ye." she smiled hugging me.
"But whudd bout you? Yer turning fifteen de same day. Besides I know yer parents wouldn't let ye stay away from yer home fer long…. Dey died didn't dey?"
Bailey looked surprised. "How did you know?"
"Cuz of de way you've been actin. I'm so sorry." I said as she too began to cry.
"It was an accident. A fire an dey were killed. I was at a friends an found out de odda day. I didn't even get a chance te say goodbye."
"Well mebe he can see afta whudd ye just told im. Is dat why ye offered te meet im for a me?"
"Yea I kinda wanna know whudd de guys like."
"But if he finds out yer also his daughta don ye think he's gonna make ye marry someone too?"
"He ain't gonna find out. I'm just gonna tell im I ain't really you afta an dat ye don't wanna meet im. No big. Besides I'm gonna have Frit go wid me. I already asked im while you were trying not te swallow de lake."
"Well I agree but Scott's gonna kill me."
"I'm sorry Angel. If I didn't bring it up you wouldn't have fought wid Spot."
"It's ok. It's oua foist fight too."
"Well I guess everyone's gonna have arguments."
"Have you have fights wid Jack yet?"
"Well bout small things, but we never really yelled at each odda like you and Spot just did."
"Ye don't think he's gonna want te break up wid me do ye?"
"Of course not. He wouldn't have fought wid you if he didn't care bout ye. He always wants whudds best fer ye."
"I think I should go an apologize te im now." I said getting up.
"I think you should tell im I'm sorry too. I didn't mean te snap."
"I'll tell im dat."
"Thanks."
I left an found Blaze sitting by himself. "Where's Spot?"
"He's in his room. Eitha ye pissed im off er ye did somethin." he laughed.
I knocked on Spot's door. "Whudd ye want?"
"I wanna talk Spot." I said opening the door.
"Comin." he said pulling me in and closing the door.
"I'm sorry I yelled at ye. Bailey's sorry too. It's just well ye-"
"Befora ye go any furtha I think I need te say somethin. I'm sorry, I didn't really know how ye feel. An I didn't even think of how Bailey was takin it eitha."
"Spot I know ye were doin it cuz yer tryin te do whudds best, but right now I feel it ain't de best thing fer me. I just don't think if I can even look at im."
"Alright so whudd ye suppose we do?" Spot asked.
"I don't know anymore. I don't even know why but I just don't think I wanna meet im."
"Den ye ain't gotta. I don't wanna make ye meet im if dats how you an Bailey feel bout it."
"I don't know. Me an her gotta talk some mora befora I decide."
"I guess whudd eva ye decide is fine wid me, as long as yer not tryin te trick im in te believin Bailey is you."
"It was just a suggestion. It ain't like we was gonna do it."
"If I didn't say anything bout it ye would've. I know dat look ye get when yer thinkin bout doin somethin an not tellin me. Ye've done it enough fer me te know when yer plannin on doin things." he smiled.
"Guess I gots te talk te Bailey. Shes upset bout somethin I said. It ain't got nuttin te do wid you just so ye know."
"Anyway I can help?"
"No, not wid dis one. I think I can help her though." I got up talk to Bailey.
"When yer done let me know. I think we should talk bout somethin."
"Surre thing." I smiled feeling better.