I don't own anything.

Clothes on profile.

I woke up the next afternoon, sore as fuck. I remembered that I had to go to a PTO meeting at Aria's school.

I showered, and brushed my teeth. I curled my hair, and put clips in to keep the hair out my face.

I shoved on some olive military style shorts, a D&G leopard print bustier top. Slipped on my Guess sandals, and my creme Abercrombie sweater. I put all my stuff in my teal, leather Proenza Schouler bag.

I slipped my sunglasses on, as I got out the car, and walked into the building. As I opened the door, every parent in the room, turned to look at me.

I walked towards the table Aria was sitting at. I kissed her forehead, and sat down next to her. Everyone stared as she crawled into my lap, and started playing with my hair.

Neither off us payed attention to anything that frumpy lady was saying. I think I fell asleep at one point and Ari poked my nose.

As the meeting ended, a couple of soccer moms came up to us.

"Hi. I'm Julia." one said.

I nodded at her. "Bahati."

The others didn't introduce themselves. Like I really care.

"We just wanted to meet little Aria's parents. But I guess your a single mother since the fathers not here." she explained.

I looked at her as if she had 14 heads.

"Excuse me, but unlike some people, my husband has a demanding job." I narrowed my eyes at her.

"Oh really? What exactly does he do?" she cocked her head to the side.

"He's an ex navy SEAL. He runs the Governors task force."

She looked me up and down. "and what exactly do you do?"

"I run Top Gun cheerleading company. I also own it." I said, smugly.

She sneered at me, snapped her fingers, turned, and left. The others following her.

"What is this? High school?" I asked myself.

"Don't worry mommy. Their daughters are the same as them." Aria said.

I smiled down at her, and kissed her forehead. We left, and I took her to the beach.

When we got. There, I changed into my Hollister bikini, and put all our beach stuff in my Ralph Lauren bag. We went out onto the sand, and started playing. Down the beach, there was crime scene.

"Look its daddy!" Aria said.

I grabbed her hand, and we walked towards the tape. Steve saw us coming, and he stopped just inside the tape.

"What's going on?" I asked hip, putting Ari on my hip.

"Nothing much. Just a box with an arm in it." he grinned at me. I laughed. "Hey sweetie." he plucked Ari from my arms, and held her close.

I saw some of the other girls on the beach eyeing him. Now they just looked me up and down.

Steve leaned down, and kissed me. I saw some of them shriek in horror, and stomp away. I laughed against his lips, and he pulled back a little. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing." I just smirked. I grabbed Ari back, and pecked his lips once more. "Now get back to work. I'll see you later."

He kissed Ari on her head, and we headed back to our spot. We enjoyed our mother-daughter time. Nice and peaceful.

I need some ideas for her professional job. Any help?