CHAPTER 2

The two boys sat on plastic chairs in the waiting room, eating their Jello. Josh look over at Drake who was staring aimlessly into his Jello.

"For the last time, it won't be bad. You'll be a good father. Here, I even got you a present."

"Really?" Drake perked up at the mention of a present, as Josh put a neatly wrapped package on Drakes lap, who stared at the heavy,square package.

"Well, go on, open it already!" Josh grinned as Drake tore through the paper, staring at a big, thick book.

"Oprah's Guide to Baby Care. Great, just great Josh." Drake forced a smile upon his lips, then said after thinking a minute, "Oprah has baby care advice?"

Josh stared eye to eye with his brother. "Oprah," he began, "can do anything. ANYTHING!"

"Riiiight." Drake replied, staring back into his Jello cup, watching the Jello wiggle when he shook the plastic cup.

The boys sat in silence for a while when Josh broke the silence. "Do you think it's a boy or a girl?:

"Dunno, don't really care." Drake said shrugging looking at the thick book sitting on the floor. "Why do you ask?" He looked up from the ground.

"So I can know what kind of footie pajama's to buy it. Plus, if it's a girl you can name her after Oprah!"

"Ooooooh."

"Why aren't you even excited about the baby? I mean, it's not like this happens every day." Josh questioned his brother.

"Like I said, I don't want to be a dad. I'm no good with kids. I already told you. And why would I name my kid Oprah?"

"Oprah's a cool name, any kid would want it."

"Uh, no."

Josh didn't argue back. As much as he loves Oprah, it's possible Drake's right. Not very possible, but there's that rare chance. Then Josh thinks of another thing. Drake's had too many girlfriends to count, and this makes Josh wonder if Drake even knows anything about-wait, whats her name?

"Hey Drake, what's the mothers name?"

"I think it's Amy, but I could be wrong, didn't really ask her."

"You don't even know her-" Josh began but was interrupted by the hospital intercom.

Drake Parker room 616, Drake Parker needed in room 616 for delivery.

"Are you going?" Josh asked his brother, still sitting in the plastic chair. Drake nodded getting up, flicking the hair out of his eyes, going into the delivery room.

The doctor handed Drake some rubber gloves. "Here put these on and stand here." He said quickly rushing over to the soon-to-be mother, was it Amy?

"Push now, push!" The doctor shouted at her, while Drake concentrated on anything but his directions.

"It's coming! It's coming!" The doctor shouted at Drake. "Be ready in case we need you!"

Drake watched the newborn baby being born, and tried to hold back all the Jello he ate. Now he's not regretting skipping all those health classes freshman year. The doctor looked at Drake, and almost chuckled, but was too concentrated on Amy, was it?

Before he knew it, everything went black.

"Mr. Parker? Mr. Parker? You there?" the doctor called to Drake, who blinked opening his eyes.

"Yeah, I just didn't sleep much last night, that's all."

The doctor chuckled, "Don't sweat it, happens all the time to the new fathers, but I am afraid to bring bad news, you see your wife,girlfriend,err Amy, didn't make it. As a last request, she'd like for you to raise your daughter, Hannah Audrey Parker."

Drake looked down at the tiny life form, bundled up in pink.

Suddenly, that Oprah book would come in more handy than he thought.