Chapter Two
It turns out that there's another little twist to this project. Not only are we stuck under the same roof for three months, raising kids from the orphanage, and pretending to be married; we also have to get jobs!
Jobs. Can you believe it?
When Mr. Jenkins said he wanted us to get the whole experience, he really meant the whole experience.
And these aren't just any jobs, like working at a convenience store. Oh no. These are the types of jobs that adults have.
Can you believe that Mr. Jenkins is making us work so that we can buy supplies for our so-called children?
I mean, when he said that he wanted us to get the whole parenthood experience thing, I didn't think that he actually meant it.
At least he assigned us jobs that sort of go with what we like. And I now know why he housed us all together.
Tika, Marti, Jo, and I all work nighttimes at Blue Paradise--a hip new teen club--as singers and waitresses. The guys---Max, Ray, Kai, and Tyson---are all going to be coaching elementary students in sports.
Max and Ray will be coaching them on football, while Tyson and Kai coach them basketball.
And they'll actually be paid for doing that, and the kids will actually compete against other teams. Isn't that cool?
Okay, so I guess the project does have a its perks…like the fact that we only have to go to school three days of every other week---and that's only because Mr. Jenkins wants to check on or progress.
Things have been going pretty good so far, I mean Tyson and I haven't killed each other yet--did I mention that we have to sleep in the same room and share the same bed?--and Abbey hardly ever wakes up during the night.
But I'm not going to get my hopes up. It's only been three days. There is still plenty of time for me to kill Tyson or vice versa.
No, I'll tell you about the kids.
Abbey, like I said before, is relatively quiet. She's a good quiet baby. She's so quiet it's scary, actually. When she's asleep Tyson and I have to continue to look in on her to make sure that she's still breathing---I do it more than Tyson, he claims that babies are a woman's job.
He can be so sexist sometimes.
After Abbey comes Pierson. He's Kai and Tika's son for the next three months. He's a pretty cool kid, I guess. I mean, he doesn't cry a lot, but he does do a lot of pouting. He's sort of like a two year old version of Tyson…only more mature.
Max and Jo's ward is a five year old named Tammy. Now, she's the oldest out of all of the kids…and the bossiest. If I ever saw a sassy girl, it was her. I don't know how that girl got so spoiled when she doesn't even have parents to spoil her.
Lastly, there's Jacob…or Jakey as we prefer to call him. His parents for the next three months are Ray and Marti. The kid is pretty smart for a three-year-old. He can already tie his shoes and count to sixty.
Of course, since he's only three, he has a short attention span and has only counted that high once. But who cares? He's still smart for his age.
Now, we're all living in this huge house on Hondoori Boulevard---I call it Strawberry Lane, because of all the strawberries that grow on this street.
Anyway, we're all living in this huge house---more like mansion--- on Strawberry Lane, and I mean huge! There are five floors. The first floor is your basic, everyday stuff: the living room, the kitchen and dinning room, den, laundry room, etc.
The four floors above that each belong to one of the so called families. Each of those floors consist of two bedrooms---a nursery and a room for the "parents"---some bathrooms, closets, a playroom, an indoor gym, and a few other cool things.
Like I said, the place is huge.
A/N: After this chapter, the story will be told in third person to make it easier for me to switch from one person to another throughout the story. But, the last two chapters will be told from Hilary's point of view again.