A/N: Hehe. This was fun to write. Um, it's really about Adam and Joan getting back together with some rather funny situations, i.e. Grace being pregnant. Hehe. Here you go then. Oh yeah, just so you know, Kevin and Lily aren't going out anymore but Lily's still knocking around the house.
Chapter 1- Pop Tarts and Preparations
Joan sat at the kitchen table eating her usual breakfast of pop tarts and orange juice. She was about the only person who actually bothered with breakfast at the moment. Well fair enough Grace was having a baby but that was no reason to miss out on breakfast!
Her mum was fussing over Grace and constantly cleaning. Luke was pouring over this month's American Baby Magazine as if looking for a scientific equation for being a dad, or at least one for fixing up a cot. Friedman, of course, was trying to chat up Lily again, then tried to look cool and unconcerned when she left him standing there for the twentieth time this summer.
"Does anyone want to go outside? It's too hot in here." Her mum asked. Everyone happily agreed. Joan, her mouth still full, made a loud indignant sound but no one listened.
"Humph." She threw herself back into her chair with her arms folded, ready for a full on sulk.
"Tch. Sulking again are we Jane?" asked a familiar voice.
"Adam!" she exclaimed, running up and hugging him.
"Jane…"Adam said, sounding a little choked, "need…air…"
"Oh. Right. Sorry about that." She let go. "So how've you been?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. College is great. You?"
"Oh, ya know, crazy as ever" she answered, laughing nervously.
What's happening to me? Why the hell (sorry God) am I so nervous! I'm over him, we're just friends. Aren't we?
Adam laughed nervously back.
What the-? Why am I nervous?
Relax Adam, you're just friends, remember?
Yeah, OK, friends. I can do that. Easy…
"Um, are you gonna finish that pop tart or what?" asked Friedman, who'd just appeared from behind them.
With this, they both snapped back to reality and laughed, but more relaxed now.
"What?" asked Friedman, looking over his shoulder, "What's funny? What did I do?"
Aaaw, poor Friedman. 'Cause he's all confused, and they're all laughing and, aaaw. Poor dude. Well anyway, short, I know but, hey live with it. Muhahahaha. Me is evil.
"But what happens next?" I hear you ask. Well, you see, you have to wait for me to like, write what happens next and I'll tell you! Or, ya know, you could just, read it.
Bye!
x ally x