Papa Don't Preach
Chapter 2: I'm Not a Baby

Summary: 2nd chapter, still Kelsi's POV.

Note: I am sooooooooooooooooo sorry I haven't updated. I've been having major writer's block. I just couldn't figure out where to go. I hope this didn't suck as it is the first thing that I've written since getting the above mentioned writer's block.

"So that was your dad huh?" Jason asked, collapsing onto the couch.

"Yeah," I said, lying down on top of him. His arms wrapped around me. I wasn't sure what my dad was thinking. Sometimes it seemed like he liked Jason and other times I wasn't sure. I almost didn't want to know. If Papa didn't like Jason, I was pretty much screwed.

"Do you think he liked me?" Jason asked, reading my thoughts. I was glad he couldn't see my face.

"Yeah, I really do," I said, making sure I sounded sincere.

"Good." There was one thing I was proud of: Jason didn't say one ditzy thing. I wanted to hug him when he held his own against my Papa.

I quieted down and listened carefully. I could hear Jason's heart beating. It was a soothing sound, so even and peaceful.

"Jason?" I asked.

"Hmm?" he moaned, kissing my head.

"Thank you," I said.

"Your welcome…wait, what did I do?"

"For coming with to New York. You didn't have to-"

"But I wanted to," he said. I moved my face so I could see him. He was smiling at me. "I love you Kels," he said. I smiled.

"I love you too," I said. I scooted up a bit and kissed him. His arms got tighter around me, pulling me closer…but not close enough. I wrapped my arms around his neck, trying to get closer. One of his hands moved to my hair, tangling itself there, while the other roamed my back and started moving to my stomach. He tugged at the bottom of my shirt. I sat up to take it off and –

RING! RING!

"Gosh nam it," I muttered. Jason smiled.

"Who is it?" he called.

"It's Kelsi's dad," the person answered.

"He knew. He knew what we were about to do. I don't know how he knew but-"

"Calm down. He'll hear you and then we'll be in big trouble," Jason whispered, cutting me off. He fixed my hair and got up. I sat on the couch, glaring at the table.

"Hello Jason," he said.

"Hello Mr. um…is your last name Neilsen?" Jason asked, his uber-confused face coming back on. "Because…her mom is re-married…so if all three of you have the same last name…that's just weird…" Jason mumbled. He stepped inside, letting my papa in. His brow was furrowed. I sighed.

"No Jason, his last name is Gonzalez. I kept my mom's last name, and my step-dad took our last name," I explained, praying he would get it.

"Oh!" His face brightened and I thanked whatever God that was out there that Jason understood so quickly. "Okay, that makes sense. Hello Mr. Gonzalez," Jason said.

"Hey. So are you all situated Kels?" Papa asked.

"Just about. Is there anything we should know about the shower or the TV or anything? No tricks or anything?" I asked.

"No, this room is actually the only normal room. Everything works the way it should. The only thing is when you want to watch a DVD, you have to press the I-select button until it gets to TV 3, and then to get back to the normal TV, until it says channel 60," Papa explained.

"Thanks so much Papa," I said. Jason came and sat next to me.

"So Jason…since you're not going to be in college, do you have any jobs lined up?" Papa asked.

"Yeah. Actually, I was going to ask if there are any Targets around here. I wanted to get a job at a Target, but Jewel is cool too," he said.

"There's a Super Target right down the block and Jewel about ten minutes away," Papa answered.

"Sweet! I mean…thank you sir," Jason said, nodding at Papa.

"So Papa, we're all good. Now you can go while I put in Jason's application online for the Super Target," I said, shooing him out.

"Alright, well if you need any questions I'm right upstairs, room 3B," Papa said.

"Okee-dokee Papa! Bye!" I said, pushing him out the door. I peeked out to make sure he was going upstairs.

"What are you doing?"

"I wouldn't put it past him to spy on us but he's leaving," I assured Jason, turning around.

"You are so weird," he said. I ran to stand in front of him and he pulled me down into his lap. He wrapped his arms around me again and pulled me in closer to kiss me. I obliged happily for a minute than pulled back. "Hey!" he cried.

"We need to get your online application in," I said.

"You weren't kidding?!" he asked.

"Nope," I smiled. I grabbed my laptop and sat back down in his lap, leaning against his chest. He kissed my neck.

"Do we have to?" he asked, kissing his way up to mouth. His hand had found mine and he squeezed it. The other started making slow, calming circles on my back. He kissed my lips again then went back to kissing my neck.

"Um…" I thought for a second. Did we have to?...Yes. We did. He needed a job. "Sorry Jason."

"Humph." He rested his head on my shoulder as I typed.

"Later," I promised. He smiled.

"I guess."

The school looked a lot bigger up close. It was daunting. I was horrified. Everyone there was probably better than me at everything. I wasn't even sure why I got the scholarship. This was the end. The very-

"Kelsi? Are you okay? You look kind of…green," a voice said. I looked behind me and there stood Ryan. I smiled.

"Hey Ryan," I breathed nervously, still thinking about the school. He started walking with me.

"You'll do fine," he said.

"That makes one of us," I said. He smiled.

"You'll do great." I realized we had gotten into the building. "Well, this is where we part. Boys dorms are this way," he said, gesturing to my left.

"I'll see you around Ryan," I said, hugging him.

"Bye." I walked off, feeling a little better. I looked around for my room, praying I got a good roommate. What if she smoked? Or what if she was just like Sharpay? I wouldn't be able to take that. That would be torture. I opened the door to my room and saw someone already sitting on a bed.

"Hello," she said.

"Hi."

I didn't know what to think. She had curly red hair and freckles all over. She was wearing a tight blue top and faded jeans. She looked really normal.

"I guess you're my roommate," she said. She had a British accent. "I'm Isabel," she said, holding out her hand. I shook it.

"I'm Kelsi. Kelsi Neilsen," I said.

"Nice to meet you. Umm…so I took this bed because it's further from the window and I just have this weird thing about sleeping near windows, sorry," she said. "I mean, if you really want it, I might be able to-"

"No, it's fine," I said, putting my stuff on the other bag.

"Umm…I also put some stuff up. You know pictures and stuff. I hope you don't mind," she said. I shook my head no. "And I have special milk. I'm allergic to just about every milk about there. This stuff is a powder and you add water and voila, it's milk. You can have some because it's not expensive or anything but I'm just warning you, it takes forever to get used to the taste," she went on. "And the closet door sticks so you'll need to put some force behind it."

"Thanks for the tip," I said. I took out my own pictures. I had all my favorites. There was one that Taylor had snapped when she thought no one was looking. Gabriella had been laughing at something that Jason had said and Troy was staring at her with this love-struck look on his face. It was the prettiest picture, with her all smiley and him all googly-eyed. Then there Chad and Taylor's prom picture. They looked like total dorks. She had her eyes crossed and he had his tongue sticking out and it looked like she was trying to trip him and he was giving her bunny ears. It was classic Chad and Taylor. It really was a shame they had broken up. They were perfect for each other. I also had one where Martha was trying to teach Ryan how to dance hip-hop. I loved the look on his face when she started dancing. And of course the one where Zeke and Sharpay wound up getting into a food fight while he was making her cookies.

Then there were my pictures of Jason. I went through this whole thing over the summer where I would just take pictures with or without people's permission, usually without. I had a ton because of that. I couldn't help but smile when I saw some of them.

"Is that your boyfriend?" she asked, pointing at the pictures of Jason.

"Yeah, Jason," I said. She smiled.

"He's cute," she offered. I put the picture on the dresser next to my bed. I saw she had a picture there. I saw a girl with long black hair, bright blue eyes, and an infectious smile. Isabel's arms were thrown around her and the girl was staring at Isabel with a look of pure devotion. I smiled. I looked up and Isabel smiled back. "My girlfriend Katie. She's going to a school back home. I miss her already," she sighed.

"Wow. I'm just worried what my only being able to see my boyfriend on the weekends will do to our relationship and you're across an ocean. You must really love each other."

"We do," she said. "Does your boyfriend go to a school around here?"

"Oh no, but he's renting an apartment about half an hour away," I said.

"Lucky."

KNOCK!

"Who is it?" Isabel asked.

"Ryan Evans. Is Kelsi here yet?" he asked. I went over to open the door.

"Hey Ry," I said. "Come on in."

"Hello." Isabel said.

"Hi, I'm Ryan Evans. I went to high school with Kelsi," he said, holding out his hand. She took it.

"Nice to meet you," she said.

"Hey umm…Well, since we don't have any classes today, do you want to look around town?" Ryan asked.

"Umm…sure. You haven't explored either?"

"I got here really late last night," he said.

"Cool. Yeah, I'd love to go. Isabel? Do you want to come?" I asked.

"Sure. Just let me get a jacket," she said.

I smiled. I was going to fine. I had a pretty cool roommate, Jason was only half an hour away and if I got lost or anything I always had Ryan. I wasn't a baby anymore, hiding behind my mother's skirt when I got scared. I could do this.

I hope it was kind of maybe hopefully worth the wait. I'd like to hear your thoughts and remember I take anonymous reviews. Just thought I'd throw that out there. Anyway, thanks to all who have stuck with me. I hope to post something soon. I'm pretty sure I will.