Chapter 24- Movin' on Up
Nathan was at home with Nick (his brother) and Nate, while Haley registered them for first grade. They were supposed to be unpacking their rooms, Nathan helping them, though she knew good and well that wasn't going on. She sighed as she filled out form after form. She also had her interview with her new boss at two. She looked at her watch, ten, she'd been filling out this information for a half hour. She would then go to their supply room to get their supplies, all school branded and coordinated. She read the next question. Is your child left-handed or right-handed? Um, Nate was right-handed, but she had no clue about Nick. What kind of question was that. She took out her cell and called Nathan.
"Hey, sexy man," Haley smiled.
"Hey back at you."
"So, um I have a question."
"Shoot."
"Which hand does Nick write with?"
"What?"
"On the form, it asks 'which hand does your child write with?' I know that Nate is right-handed, but what about Nick?"
"How should I know?"
"Well for one he's your brother, for another you can go ask him."
"Good idea, I'll be right back."
Haley shook her head and smiled. He was just a little clueless at times.
"Hales?"
"Yea?"
"He said that he doesn't know."
Haley smacked her forehead, "Okay, give him a pencil and a piece of paper and ask him to write his name, observe which hand he uses."
"Hales?"
"Hmm?"
He's right-handed."
"Are you sure?"
Yes, I know my left from right."
"Wait, were you facing him and it was your right?"
"No, when I faced him it was my left."
"Okay, thank you."
"You're welcome."
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
"See you later."
"Yea."
"Bye."
"Bye," Haley hung up then and wrote it down before she forgot.
Haley finished with the forms, turned them in, and followed the man down the corridor to get uniforms and other things.
"Okay, so this is your basic uniform," the man said, holding up a sweater vest, a blue shirt and dark blue pants, "but, you can get extras, such as the tie, the socks and shoes, " he showed each of them, "and most of their favorite, the I.D. clip for the sweater vest."
"Um, how much for lets say, twelve basic uniforms, um twelve pairs of socks, two pairs of shoes, four ties, and two I.D. clips?"
"Wow, that's a lot."
"Well, I'm getting for two."
"Most people who send their kids here only have one, and if they have more, its hand-me-downs."
"They're the same age."
"Twins?"
"One's my son, the other is my fiancé's brother. Long story, but basically, they are boys, clothes will get dirty, I'd like to be prepared," she looked at the booklet of things you could get, "Um, I'd like four belts, and two backpacks, two lunch bags, I guess six notebooks, four folders, four pencil sets, four colored pencil sets, two pairs of scissors, four bottles of glue, four water bottles, two personal chalk boards, four boxes of chalk, two erasers," Haley turned the page in the book, "four sets of locker magnets, um, what else, oh, the blazers for winter."
"Wow, that is a lot of stuff."
"Yea."
"Okay, well I've been writing it down and I will add it up and get back to you."
"Okay, thank you."
The man came back and told her how much and she gave him the credit card. He came back carrying all of the stuff, and helped her take it to her car.
Nathan was watching Nick and Nate play ball, it was fun, even though he didn't know who to cheer for, his brother or his son. They played until the streetlights came on and Haley came home. She pulled in the driveway and got out, leaving all the stuff in the car, and walked over to them, a big smile on her face.
"You finished early?"
"Um, yea, we've been playing all day, care to join?"
"Nathan, you know I can't play."
"I'll be on your team, us against them."
"I'm vertically challenged, unlike you."
"Aw, come on Hales, please."
Nate walked over, "Please mommy, play like you play with me."
Nathan looked at her, "You play ball with him."
"He had no one else."
"Well if you played with him, then you have to play with me."
"And if I suck."
"I'll still love you."
"Fine, give me the ball, but don't laugh, or you will be sleeping out here with that ball."
"Yes, ma'am," Nathan smiled and gave her the ball. She took it, looked at the basket ,and shot it. Miraculously it went in.
Quinn watched them play from her window and wondered if she could ever find happiness like theirs.