I AM MISSING GLEEEE! D: D: D: Why? BECAUSE THERES A STUPID BASEBALL GAME ON! Newsflash, Dad. There's a game on like every night. What the hell makes this one so special? This wouldn't be a problem if he would just set up the downstairs TV, but w.e. i'll watch it on the Global website tomorrow. Seriously though guys. You give me any spoilers and I will block you. And delete this story. And then everyone will hate you.
I also have a very serious problem. You guys haven't been listening to me and watching A Very Potter Musical. Well, I will not rest until you ALL do. And just so all of you who DIDNT watch the musical feel super left out, who's everyone's favourite character (besides mr. supermegafoxyawesomehot (harry)) and what's your favourite moment (from either AVPM or AVPS)? I have way too many favourite moments (one is at the bottom) and my favourite character...hmmm...Ron maybe? I love him in the sequel with the Red Vines. I's like MAJOR product placement. LOL. I don't think we have Red Vines in Canada though :( Oh well. We have kinder surprise so HA! Also, there's Draco, but idk sometimes he...or she...or whatever...is a bit over the top. I know that's kind of the point, but idk...i like ron. OMG the scene where Ron and Hermione kiss is HILARIOUS! K, enough of that. Read.
Tawni's POV
"So do you want me to fake amnesia or something?" I asked James as we climbed the stairs to his parents porch. "Or should I just pretend I know what's going on?"
"Just pretend," he answered, ringing the bell. "They'll ask more questions if I say you have amnesia."
"Well, should I act like I know them? Have I been here before? Have I met your parents?"
"You've never met my parents," he told me. "And you've been here, but they don't know about it." I gave James a questioning glance.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean..." James began. "Ten months ago my house was being fumigated so when I got you drunk, I brought you here. Lily was conceived on their dining room table." I stared at James blankly and then burst out laughing. Even James smiled a little, despite the whole me being sixteen and us possibly not getting married thing. The door opened and I stopped laughing.
"Jimmy!" an elderly woman with shoulder-length blonde curls greeted James. She opened her arms and enveloped both of us in a hug. "You must be Tawni. Hi, I'm Meg Conroy."
"Nice to meet you," I said, smiling. I could already tell I was going to like her.
"And who's this little cutie?" she asked, pulling away and looking down at Lily who was asleep in her carrier. I looked over at James.
"You did tell her, didn't you?" I whispered. James shrugged as if it was no big deal.
"This is Lily," I told Meg.
"James, is that you?" a chubby bald man asked, appearing in the doorway.
"Hey, dad," James answered. "Dad, Tawni. Tawni, this is my dad, Mark."
"Hello," I greeted him, trying to be nonchalant about the fact that James hadn't told his parents about his daughter.
"Nice to meet you, Tawni," he replied. "Any friend of James' is a friend of ours'." Friend? Okay, there was no way I was letting that one slide.
"James, could you show me to a room where I could put Lily?" I asked. "I don't want to wake her with our talking."
"Uh...sure," he agreed uncertainly. Meg and Mark exchanged a glance and I tried not to look quite as mad as I felt. I grabbed James by the sleeve and up the stairs.
"Right in here is fine," he said, opening the door to a small bedroom. I set Lily down and set her baby monitor next to her. Then I closed the door and dragged James into the room next door.
"What the hell is going on?" I asked.
"I-" James began.
"Don't talk," I interrupted. "You told your parents I was just a friend, didn't you?" James opened his mouth again, but I stopped him. "I would understand if this was after we decided to put our engagement on hold, but this whole time I was your fiancee and you told them I was your friend? And you didn't even tell them you had a daughter? What is wrong with you?"
"I'm sorry," James blurted out quickly, afraid I was going to interrupt him again. "I know this looks bad, but will you please let me explain?" I didn't answer and James took it as a yes. "My parents may have seemed like they were totally cool with meeting you, but I know for a fact that they were freaking out inside. They are huge Tawni Hart fans. They read every article about you in every magazine and they know you were married to Chad, so-"
"So you didn't tell them Lily was your daughter because you didn't want them to know you slept with a married woman." I finished.
"No," James replied. "I didn't tell them Lily was my daughter because I didn't want them to know you cheated on Chad."For once I was at a loss for words.
"Huh?" I asked. "What are you talking about?"
"I didn't want them to think you were some cheap tramp," he told be. "Because you're not. You're so much more than that. My parents know I was a man whore and that up until now, every girl I ever brought home was a desperate whore. I didn't want them to think that about you."
"So you were just going to pretend Lily was your stepdaughter for the rest of their lives?" I asked.
"I...didn't really think that one through very well," he confessed. "Now can we please go downstairs?"
"I dunno..." I answered. "You've lied to me before and as much as I'd like to believe you've changed, I'm starting to wonder if this was all just another trick."
"Please, Tawni," he begged. "I swear, I won't let you down." I breathed a sigh of defeat.
"Fine," I agreed. "But one wrong move, and I'll be out of here faster than you can say Merry Christmas." James and I headed downstairs and into the living room where his parents were sitting on a brown leather sofa. James and I took the matching love seat and Meg poured us two mugs of hot chocolate.
"So should we open presents now?" Mark asked.
"Actually," James said, standing up. "I have a confession." Meg and Mark stared at him inquisitively and James took a deep breath. "Lily's my daughter." He looked back at me and put his hand on my shoulder. "Our daughter."
"Are you serious?" Mark asked. "James, what did your mother and I tell you about using protection? Imagine what it's going to be like for that poor child, always going back and forth between you and your friend, Tawni." He glanced over at me and it was no mystery what he was thinking. He thought I was just like all those other sluts James had screwed, only I was the unlucky one.
"It's not like that, Dad," James insisted. "I love Tawni. She's more than just my friend, she's my girlfriend. Fiancee actually." My heart skipped a beat. The wedding was back on?
"Fiancee, huh?" Mark asked. "Where's your ring?" I looked down at my left hand. I'd taken the gift-shop ring off the night I'd told Jame about the time machine and put it in my sock drawer.
"It's at home," I confessed. Mark rolled his eyes, obviously thinking James was feeding me some bullshit story about marrying me when he wasn't actually planning on sticking around.
"Actually, it's right here," James corrected me, reaching into his pocket. He opened up his hand to reveal a sparkly white gold and diamond ring.
"That's not my ring, James," I told him.
"I know," he said, taking my hand and putting it on my finger. "That other one just wasn't good enough for you, though. This is a real diamond." James kissed me and then picked me up and spun me around.
"So you guys are really getting married?" Meg asked. James nodded. "Oh, Jimmy, I'm so happy for you!"
"Tawni Hart's going to be my daughter-in-law," Mark mumbled, as if in a daze.
"Are you okay?" I asked, noticing how pale he suddenly looked. He just grinned at me and then fainted. James and I both laughed and Meg shook him awake.
"So," James said, once the excitement had died down. "How 'bout we open those gifts now?"
"I already got the best gift of all," I commented, hugging James. Then I burst out laughing. "Okay, that sounded way less cheesy in my head." Mark chuckled.
"Welcome to the family, Tawni."
hahah. alot of rings this christmas, eh? Awww damn. I said eh again. I'm just too Canadian. Quick! Random AVPM quote! "You're cuter than a guinea pig. Wanna take you up to Winnipeg. That's in Canada!" FYI, I was born in Winnipeg...it sounds sexier when Darren says...or, rather, sings it than when i say it though. Anyway, this whole ring thing reminded me of last summer before I started dating my ex-boyfriend Kyle, actually I believe this was like a few hours before we started dating, he was joking around all like "Will you marry me, Rachel?". So he gets down on one knee and pretends to put a ring on my finger. And what was my reply? "Wrong hand, dumbass." Haha. Oh God, it was soo funny. Probaby one of those things that you had to be there, but whatever. Hey, you know what I haven't done in awhile? A random quote below the author's note. And since the majority of you probably didn't actually read the quotes on my profile. I shall be forced to post random AVPM and AVPS quotes until you do. mmkay? Kay. Peace out suckahs.
Random 'A Very Potter Sequel' Quote
Harry: Hey, guys, guys, guys. I got just the thing. (Singing) Hermione can't draw.
Everyone: (Singing) Hermione can't draw. Hermione cannot draw. She only reads books and she cannot draw, even if she's reading a 'how to draw' book. Hermione can't draw. Hermione can't draw. Hermione cannot draw. She only reads books and she cannot draw, even if she's reading a 'how to draw' book.
Lupin: (While they're singing) Alright, guys. Alright, alright. I screwed up. Slytherin's got the field. What the hell is this? Stop dancing...stop dancing like that. Guys, stop. This song isn't even that funny!
Ron: Oh yea? Let's here you see a song, right now, in front of everybody.
Lupin: I don't have to sing for you.
Harry: (Singing) Lupin can't sing.
Everyone: (Singing) Lupin can't sing. Lupin cannot sing. He only reads books and he cannot sing, even if he's reading a 'how to sing' book. Lupin can't sing. Lupin can't sing. Lupin cannot sing. He only reads books and he cannot sing, even if he's reading a 'how to sing' book.
Lupin: (While they're singing) Yes, I...yes, I can. Yes, I can sing. Alright, guys, guys, guys, hey, guys, hey, remember how Hermione can't draw? She can't draw!
Everyone: (Singing) Hermione can't draw. Hermione can't draw Hermione cannot draw.
Lupin: Hey, follow me!
Everyone: (Singing) She only reads books and she cannot draw, even if she's reading a 'how to draw' book. Hermione can't draw. Hermione can't draw. Hermione cannot draw. She only reads books and she cannot draw, even if she's reading a 'how to draw' book. Hermione can't draw. Hermione can't draw. Hermione cannot draw. She only reads books and she cannot draw, even if she's reading a 'how to draw' book.
(This was one of the saddest (Next to Malfoy), most hilarious moments ever! Such a catchy tune too. Seriously, youtube that shit. But really, Harry, is kind of a dick in this! If he wasn't Harry Freakin' Potter and supermegafoxyawesomehot, I'd kick him in the balls. I'm not gonna do that though cuz then I wouldn't be able to have his babies...sorry. Oversharing...again. It's weird though. On him, the whole dick thing's kind of cute. How the hell does Darren do it?)
