Okay... lack of update... sorry... I spent a week in Ocean City fer a cheerleading competition. We got honerable mention. Woo-Hoo Spartans! Blue, Gold, and White! Okay... I hope you enjoy... I think it mite have came off as a bit strong... but I'll try to tone the rest down a lil bit. Remember, I love reviews, so review ure butts off... lol

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Chapter 4- I'm A Little Teapot

They had seats in the front row, mostly because Abby's teacher was actually shocked to see someone from Abby's family there. Haley didn't usually come in.

"Next we have Abigail James, Abby, take it away," her teacher said, as Abby walked onto center "stage". The classroom was set up for it. She had a big smile plastered on her face, seeing Haley there. Haley winked at her, and Abby started.

"I'm a little teapot, short and stout,"

"Here is my handle," she put one hand on her hip, "and here is my spout," she held the other one out.

"When I get all steamed up hear me shout,"

"Tip me over and pour me out," she leaned over like she was pouring herself out.

"I am a clever teapot, yes it's true."

"Here's an example of what I can do."

"I can change my handle to my spout," she said and switched what her arms were doing, the one on her hip became the spout and she placed her other hand on her hip.

"Just tip me over and pour me out," and she leaned again to pour herself out.

They stood and clapped. It wasn't that she was exceptionally good, she did good, but they were just proud of her and supported her, and it made Abby feel good. She walked over and joined them, and sat on Haley's lap. Haley looked in the back when she heard the door open and close and thought she saw Nathan, and sat Abby on the chair and walked out, promising to be right back.

"Nathan, wait," Haley said, when she saw him turning the corner. If he had been playing basketball non-stop for the past five years, there would be no way she could catch him. She heard his footsteps stop, and she caught up.

"What Haley?"

"You came."

"I know."

"Why?"

"I wanted to see her, I guess, I don't know."

"Nathan, you can see her. There really is nothing wrong in that, she is your daughter, too."

"Well, after the way I was being a jerk, I wouldn't think you'd want me to."

Haley smiled, "It has nothing to do with me, it has to do with Abby."

"Why Abigail?"

"You heard her sing, she sings like a little bird, and the name reminds me of a little bird."

"Abigail James?"

"I was still mad at you, names can always be changed, you know."

"I guess," he sighed.

She hesitated, but took a step closer to him, "I'm sorry. I really am, and I know this isn't what you want to hear, or it won't make things better, but I just want you to know it's true, and I love you. And I-I should get back, Abby might get worried, or think I left," Haley quickly pushed out the last sentence, and turned around.

"Hales, I understand, I do, but it still hurts the same. And, well, if it's okay, I'd like to get to know her, I mean, she is my daughter."

Haley smiled, "Of course you can, but I really should get back, unless you want to join me."

"I would love to, but," he looked at his watch, "my next class is in fifteen minutes, maybe I can catch you both after school, and tell And, Alex, and Al that I want their butts back in school by lunchtime, that's about an hour. Alex has a test in Bio last period, and he's just barely passing that class, strait after lunch And has a quiz in math, which he is flunking, but Al, I'm not to much worried about, she gets good grades, my- I mean our little genius, but I still want her back in school."

"Okay, I'll tell them, and I'll bring Abby over after school. Tell her you think she did a good job. She'll be happy to know her daddy cares."