"Now your pregnant! Cindy, haven't we had that talk a long time ago? Not to mention what your youth pastor has been teaching the last two months. And you are going off to Paris for two weeks with that boy, how am I suppose to ever trust you? That was very irresponsible of you."

Cindy was pretty sure this was what James felt like when his dad thought the same thing. On one side she wanted to crack up laughing, on the other side she felt disappointed that her mom would even think that she would do such a thing, maybe before but now she had morals and a purpose. She thought back to before she became a Christian, she had spent so many hours thinking about how far she could go with Nick; she tried Jimmy once but never got anywhere. She shivered passing the thought away and noticing how much her life had changed in the past 2 years alone, much less since the 5th grade. "No Mom, health project, we have to take care of baby dolls and for homework we had to pick out a name."

Rhonda gave a sigh of relief and then laughed quietly, how could she not trusted her daughter. "You like him though, don't you?"

'That's my mom! And my 2nd best friend.'  Cindy smiled slyly at her mom then started running upstairs. "Night Mom, it's past my bedtime remember? 'She'll never let me go that easy.'

"Fine, I get it, but why didn't you come home last night?"

"Well, James took me on a date to Mars and forgot about the time, nothing happened. And don't worry I went to school and on time." 'Like she'd worry about that?'

"Why mars?"

"To shoot off some Jimmy-works. Sides, you never know where you'll end up when you are hanging out with the future new Albert Einstein." Cindy said quoting James and smiling slyly, she knew that would get to her mom.

"So do you like him or love him?" 'She'll never answer that one.'

Cindy kept her sly smile and said "Mom, I've really got to get too bed it's really late, night." 'She never gives up, and funny thing is she already knows the answer.' Cindy climbed the rest of the 3rd floor stairs to her room. She turned on 77.7 on the radio and Word Of God Speak by MercyMe was playing. She reached for her diary and started to write.

Dear Diary,

Guess what, I get to go to Paris with James.  Libby,

Sheen, Carl, and Brittany are also going. Not only that but

we went to Mars. Well, gotta blast! Oh, and he is a GREAT kisser.

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Ocean Floor is somewhere in the middle of the chorus.  "Man, I can't believe this! I mean no matter what I do I can't stop thinking about her. I'm only a sophomore, and she probably just likes me as a boyfriend. But I love her enough to marry her." James said not realizing that he was thinking out loud.

Cimmy jumped up onto James' bed. "No she doesn't, she really, really, loves you too." Cimmy played clips of Cindy at home in the middle of the night in the kitchen with a cup of hot chocolate or in her sleep that showed she liked him just as much.

"Ok, so she loves me, now what? I mean it's not like we could get married. Cimmy options."

"Tell Cindy how you feel."

"I've already done that."

"Make an age enhancer."

"Been there, done that, too dangerous."

"Research real age and if it works out ask her to marry you.

  "What is real age?"

"Studies that show that your brain is more mature than your physical body."

"That just might work! And if our real age is over 18 then there's no reason why we can't get married" James flipped off the light and was ready to fall asleep when the phone rang. It was Carl. "Hello…. Carl…. Just say Carbritt sleep mode… good night!" Jimmy said then hanging up the phone went to sleep. (A/N we have skipped a day and the teens now are taking care of their new 'kids.' Today is Thursday, the day they leave for Paris. Everyone is ecstatic about the trip. It's 6:45am.) James woke up early today and got dressed. Then, trying to wake Danielle he stepped over a bunch of bags that all the kids have brought over. He grabbed her 'diaper bag' and a new clean set of clothes. That was when he realized the bottle was downstairs. "Mom," James called down the stairs, "Is it possible for you to go to 77.7 Young Christian and get our tickets, money, and stuff while I'm at school today?"

"Sure, honey, just behave yourself at school today."

"Whatever. Come on Danielle, get up some we can go to school and see Mommy." Jimmy said then 'woke' the baby up and took off its pajamas, changed its diaper, and put on its clean clothes. " Mom," James again called down the stairs, "Can you grab me Danielle's bottle?"

In the kitchen Judy shook her head from side-to-side and whispered to herself "I still can't believe my little boy is going to be in Paris, without me, rooming with a girl, and acting like a father. Seems like just yesterday he was explaining the human DNA chain to his father… wait that was yesterday." Judy shook her head again from side-to-side then called up the stairs "It's down here."

"Thanks, Mom!" James looked up at the clock and it read 7:00. 'Good still have an hour before the bus comes.' The doorbell rang. James ran down the stairs to see who it was, and to get the bottle. "Hey Cindy," Jimmy said giving her a kiss. While they had only been going out since the beginning of this week they had spent every waking moment together, and if it was past curfew they chatted over the net, and had gotten really close. "Cimmy." James said nodding toward the dog.

"How's our little girl?"

"A brat, she won't wake up. Ready for today?"

"You bet!"

"Me too, come on up." James took Cindy's hand and they headed up to his room.

"Danielle, Honey, wake up, Mommy's here." Cindy said in a soothing tone. The baby doll did nothing. (A/N ok so these dolls are definitely different from the ones they give you at school. Their eyes open and shut, they do go to the bathroom, there is no key you have to turn, move on their own, and they drink real formula.)

"See she just won't wake up."

"Yea well she's nice and all but if she ruins our vacation…" Cindy stopped mid-sentence to answer the phone. "Yes… Ok… thanks."

"Who was that?"

"Just the radio station, they asked if your mother was getting the stuff, and to tell you that they made a mistake."

"What kind of mistake?" James said in a worried voice?

"The endless supply of money for attractions and stuff, not snacks, souvenirs, and dinner include, was for the trip to the Bahamas." Cindy said grimly.