I stared at Miles as he
walked away with his head low. I wanted to cry. I wanted
everything to be perfect again. But it couldn't. There
was a baby boy involved and Miles had ruined everything. My
best friend Megan ran up to me. "Leah what just
happened?!" she squealed. "Miles wants me back and
I said no." I sighed. "What the hell? Um, take him
back? I thought you wanted everything to be perfect?!"
she frowned. "I can't. I had his baby and he refused
to take care of his own son and he left me," I glared.
"Oh my gosh, Leah. That's what you do, you push
people away. Give him a chance, he seems like he really wants
to meet his son, and he obviously still likes you," she
said. "Whatever!" I snapped. I walked to my first
class, homeroom. My teacher greeted me right away. I was her
favorite. "Hi Leah," she smiled. "Hi Miss
Martella," I said nervously. "How's Jace?"
she asked sweetly. "He's good.." I said.
"Good," she smiled. I walked to my seat.
Miss Martella was pretty much the only person I could trust.
She was really helpful when Miles dumped me and when I had
Jace. She's like my best friend.
At the end of school, I drove to my mom's to pick up Jace. I
knocked on the door and walked in. "Mom, I'm here," I
shouted. She walked in with Jace. "Hi Jace!" I smiled and
picked him up. "Thanks mom," I said and walked out. I drove
home to work on homework and I put Jace down for a nap. My
phone rang. Miles. I sighed and picked it up. "Hi ?" I
sighed. "Leah, please take me back," he pleaded. "No, Miles,"
I groaned. "At least let me meet my son," he said.