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Golden Boy
chapter five

Brooklyn 

We were now a month into school. Senior year was supposed to be a blast, and I was not off to the best start.I was heading to my first class after lunch which was Life Management. Its the class that's supposed to prepare you for life after high school. Entering the hallway it smelled amazing. The advanced foods students must of made something really good today. That smell was going to be very tempting because the Life Management room doubled as the foods classes room. Being distracted by the smell, I didn't notice until I sat down that the room had a complete make over. The room looked identical to a nursery. Up at the very front of the room, there were baby bottles, diaper bags, baby carries, strollers, snugglies, pink and blue baby hats, and in the very center babies. Mechanical babies of course, but babies none the less. Our teacher had even went as far as to cover every other in either a pink or blue table cloth. As people came into the room the were all whispering about what was going on. I had a feeling we all were going to have to take care of a baby for a few days. Thats shouldn't be too bad. Finally our teacher, Mrs. Auger, walked in.
"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!"
Exactly what I thought. Taking care of a baby for a few days, this would be an easy A.
"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.
WHAT? First of all a month? And second, a partner? I started to look around the room and look for potential "fathers". There was ten boys in this class. There were five boys sitting at one of table with a blue table cloth and five at the one with the pink. The boys at the blue were guys I didn't really know well but they were all better than the guys at the pink table. The pink table had all baseball players at it. Gabe Kane, Mike Summers, Jack Elliot, Drew Mazz, but any of them would be better than the last guy at the table because the last guy was the "Golden Boy".
"Now I'm going to go around and the girls and you will pick your partner from this bag. Then you will announce the name you picked and go grab the gender of the baby assigned and arrange yourselves accordingly." Mrs. Auger came up to our table. This was being left to chance? There was a one in ten chance of pulling the wrong name from that bag. Suddenly the bag was shaking in front of my face. I felt like I was sticking my hand in the a dog's mouth and asking it to bite me. 
Please not Vinny. Please not Vinny.
My heart sped up as I unfolded the piece of paper. 
Vinny Carlson 
(B)
"Vinny Carlson." I choked out. 
"Yes!" Someone across the room yelled. I wiped my head to look at the screamer, to see Vinny with his arms in the air. I looked at him and his eyes were practically dancing.  What in the world was he so happy out? He got up out of his seat and walked over to me.
"So what did we have mommy?"He asked me.
"A boy." I said. 
"Wonderful. Shall we go pick up our son?" 
Why was he being so chipper? This was a nightmare. Well I grabbed all the little things, Vinny got the baby. He still had a huge smile on his face and it got even bigger when he picked out the baby. Once we were sitting he started chatting again.
"So what do you think we should name our son?"Vinny asked.
"I don't know." I said.
"Vinny junior?" He suggested.
"Not a chance."
"What about Graham?" He said next.
"That's my grandpa's name." I said softly.
"I know. So how about it? Baby Graham. Baby G for short." He shot me a grin. That stupid grin.
"Okay that's good."
Vinny smiled and then stated examining the baby. He was looking at Graham's butt. Pffft. Vinny made a grossed out face and I started laughing. It may not have been the blast I was looking for but it was a start.

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Golden Boy chapter five Brooklyn We were now a month into school.

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JimmyIsWeird · 1 decade ago
Lol thanks for the shout-out. I'm like, "wait is that my name??"
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BreeeFayy* · 1 decade ago
this is cure <3
it reminds me of earlier this year we did an immigration reenactment and I somehow got married to my ex boyfriend in the process. >.< it was terrible omg and what were the chances?
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