Lucy's F

It was Lindsay's day off and so far, nothing had gone as she had planned. The heel on her favorite boot had broken, the bakery she went to every morning had been out of blueberry muffins, and now, instead of enjoying a nice lunch with Danny during his break, they were both at school. They had been there for a parent-teacher conference with Lucy's history teacher since apparently, she had an F in that class.

"I'll bet that Jason kid is the reason she's failing," Danny mumbled as the two of them walked down the empty hallway to the exit.

"Who's Jason?" Lindsay asked.

"Oh you know, the one with the gorgeous green eyes who's just so super nice," he said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Lucy's words, not mine," he added when he saw the amused look on Lindsay's face.

"Wait," Lindsay said. She had stopped walking and the amused look was now gone. "Lucy told you who she likes?"

Danny laughed and shook his head.

"No way, I think Luce knows not to tell me stuff like that. I just overheard her talkin' to Stella one day, and she said that this kid is in her history class, so maybe she's failing because she's a little distracted," he said, noticing the suprised look in his wife's eyes. "Has she not said anything about him to you?"

Lindsay sighed and shook her head.

"No. She doesn't tell me anything anymore. She only goes to you. And apparently Stella, too."

Danny wanted to talk to Lindsay and try to cheer her up, but suddenly his phone started beeping. He pulled out out of his pocket and cursed under his breath.

"It's Mac. I gotta go," he said, giving Lindsay a quick kiss before heading to the door. Before he left, he looked over his shoulder and smiled. "Don't worry about Lucy, babe. I'm sure she'll come to you when she's ready to talk."

Lindsay nodded, hoping he was right.

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That evening, Lindsay was in the kitchen fixing dinner while Lucy sat at the table working on her extra credit history assignment. Lucy hadn't talked much since she had gotten home from school, and Lindsay decided not to push her. So they remained silent, each doing their own thing. It wasn't until dinner was ready when the silence was broken.

"Mom, can I ask you something?

Lindsay looked up from her plate full of food and nodded.

"Sure," she said.

"Who was the first guy you liked? And not the kind of like where you only think the boy is cute, but the first time you really liked someone," she asked.

When she heard the question, Lindsay felt as though God really had answered her prayers. Finally, Lucy was going to open up to her. While she thought about the answer, she couldn't even try to hide the huge smile that was forming.

"His name was Michael Perry," she finally answered, chuckling at the memory of her first love. "He was sixteen, and I was fifteen, only a year older than you. I remember he had a really nice truck and he used to give me rides to school in it, which nearly gave your grandpa a heart attack," she said.

Lucy giggled.

"I bet Daddy would probably have a heart attack if I was riding in cars with boys."

"Something tells me your daddy has plans on locking you in a closet when it comes time for you to date, just so he won't have a heart attack," Lindsay said, joining her daugher in laugher. "Anyway, Michael was the captain of the football team. Every girl wanted him, and I felt so special that he'd chosen me. We dated for a year, and I even thought I would marry him someday. I gave everything to him, but he ended up breaking my heart."

Lindsay let her mind wander back to the moment she caught Michael in a very compromising postion with a cheerleader. She shook her head, getting rid of the image. She glanced at her daugher and decided to leave that bit of information out of the story.

"So why do you want to know about him?" Lindsay asked. She watched as Lucy pushed her peas around on the plate before answering.

"I think I'm really starting to like someone," she said quietly. When she looked up and saw that Lindsay was waiting patiently to hear the rest, she continued, "His name's Jason. He's in my history class, and he's really cute. But I don't like him for that. He's also really nice and funny."

Lindsay smiled as she listened to Lucy talk all about Jason. It was nice to be having a mother-daugher girl talk. She only hoped that they would happen more often.

"So do you think he likes you?" Lindsay asked after Lucy had finished saying all the great things about the boy.

"I don't know. I mean, he smiles at me a lot, and he's always tryin' to make me laugh."

"It sounds like he does like you. Maybe you could ask him to do something with you and your friends over the weekend," Lindsay suggested.

"You think he'd say yes?" Lucy asked, her eyes lighting up with excitement.

"Of course he will. But before you go making any plans, you've got to promise me that you'll only talk to him before and after class, not during. I don't want you failing your class anymore."

Lucy smiled.

"Okay, I promise."

"And," Lindsay said, "I also just want to let you know that you can always talk to me. You know that, right? You can talk to me about anything."

"I know," Lucy said, getting out of her chair so she could hug Lindsay. "I love you, Mom."

Lindsay smiled the biggest smile of the day as she hugged her daughter back.

"I love you too, sweetie."

The day may not have started out as Lindsay had wanted, but it sure did end better than she had ever expected.

Fluffiness. Yes, it's wonderful, isn't it? :) By the way, this is based off the Everybody Loves Raymond episode, titled Ally's F, which ironically in that episode, Sid plays the teacher!

Oh, and I'll give a cookie to anyone who knows the song that I based Lindsay's first love off of.

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