Golden
Boy
chapter
six
Vinny
A month of school was now behind us. For a lot of people it was
about the count down to graduation. I wanted to enjoy ever moment
of senior year that I could. But I did want more than I had. I
know that I'm the Golden Boy, and should be happy that I
basically have everything a guy my age wants, and have the pick
of any girl in the school. But the one thing I want, doesn't
want me. But I'm determined to change that. I was heading to
my first class of the afternoon. Life Management. This was one of
my favorite classes because it was one of my few classes with
Drew. Me and Drew walked into the classroom and I immediately was
drawn to Brooklyn. I walked as close to her as possible hoping to
catch a whiff of her perfume. She wore this vanilla stuff that
made her smell like cookies. It drove me wild. But today all I
could smell was whatever the foods class had been cooking earlier
today; chili?
"Yo over here." I recognized Jack's voice calling
out to me and Drew from a pink covered table at the opposite end
of the room from Brooklyn. Once I sat down, I started to fiddle
with the pink plastic cloth on the table. Why is there a pink
cloth on the table? I started to look around the room all the
tables had these plastic cloths in pink or blue.I looked around
the room more and noticed the baby car seats at the front of the
room. Oh.my.god. the baby project. My older brother Anthony did
this project a few years ago. He had to take care of a baby for a
few days. He was really bad at waking up when it would cry so it
would cry all night. It was a real pain in the you know what. But
I sleep really light so I wouldn't have to worry about my
baby crying all night.
"Looks like its the baby project." I said to no one in
particular at the table.
"I am gonna nail this project." Drew said. A bunch of
the other guys said the same thing but I knew deep down why Drew
wanted to do a good job on this. He wanted to prove he was going
to be a better dad than his was to him. I leaned over to him.
"You're gonna be a great dad man." I
whispered.
He smiled. "Thanks."
"Settle down," Mrs. Auger said."If you remember
when we went over the syllabus we have a few big projects this
semester. Well welcome to your first project, baby care! For the
first time with this project, since we have an even amount of
boys and girls, you will be paired off to take care of one of the
babies for a month." Mrs. Auger continued talking.
Everyone started talking at once. I immediately looked around and
started counting girls. I had a one in ten chance of getting
Brooklyn as my partner. I was liking my odds. I stayed silent
while the boys discussed who the best "mom" would be in
class. Mrs. Auger walked up to Brooklyn with the bag first. I
crossed my fingers under the table and watched her unfold her
slip of paper.
"Vinny Carlson!" Brooklyn said.
Jackpot! I couldn't help it, I threw my arms in the air and
shouted yes. I didn't care, I was pumped. A month of playing
mommy and daddy with Brooklyn Hamilton was a dream come true.
"So what did we have mommy?"I asked once I was
over by her.
"A boy." She said flatly. She did not look excited.
There was no brightness to her beautiful green eyes like there
usual was. This was my golden opportunity to make her
realize I was the one. That me and her were perfect together. I
went and collected the baby while she grab the other necessities
we needed for this.
"So what do you think we should name our son?" I asked.
"I don't know." She said still seeming bored.
"Vinny junior?" I decided to suggest something I knew
she would never go for.
"Not a chance."
"What about Graham?" I knew this was risky.
"That's my grandpa's name." She said
softly.
"I know. So how about it? Baby Graham. Baby G for
short." I shot her what hopefully a sexy grin.
"Okay thats good." She agreed.
I started to play around with Baby G. I was looking at his but
when suddenly I heard. Pffft. Oh.my.god. this thing
farts for real. I heard Brooklyn start to laugh. I look over and
see her smiling and the brightness in her eyes is back for the
moment. I'll let this baby fart in my face everyday if it
means making her smile like that.
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