This is all I wanted, PLUS more. (sequel to Life As Michelle Armstrong), chapter 3
Michelle's P.O.V
"Wait. You're pregnant. With his kid. And I'm going to be a GRANDFATHER! OH MY GOD I'M OLD!" My dad shouted.
"Shut up Billie, I'm almost your age," Tre said.
"YOU'RE GOING TO BE A MOTHER!" My dad yelled at me.
"Yeah. And he's going to be a father. Again," I said. My dad poked my stomach.
"Ow. Dad," I said.
"Sorry. Sorry elmo," He said.
"Who the hell is elmo?" My mom asked.
"Michelle's baby. See. It's not a boy or a girl. It's an it. So is elmo. Therefore, her baby is elmo," He said.
Me and Tre looked at each other and burst out laughing.
"You're stupid honey, but I love you," My mom said.
"No you're just stupid," Tre said.
"Shut up big bird." My dad said. Man, he's weird.
"What are you going to name elmo?" He said.
"We don't know. I'm like a day pregnant," I said.
"Well. Still. I'm going to name it elmo," Billie said. He put his head on my shoulder.
"I love you elmo," My dad said.
"And it loves you too dad," I said.
"We have to go," Adie said.
"No. I need to stay here with elmo," My dad said.
"How about we get the whole family over?" I said.
"Sure. Over here. We can have a barbeque," Tre said.
"Yeah. I shall call everyone," My dad said.
"Okay. I'll go upstairs and change clothes. Seeing as I have half my closet here," I said.
I ran upstairs, and stripped down to nothing. I looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't show any signs of being pregnant. I still had my flat stomach and skinny figure. Man, I can't believe I'm going to be a mommy. I then jumped into shower and well, SHOWERED. When I came out, I put on my bathing suit top and bottom and some shorts. I grabbed my flip flops and walked back down.
"Hey baby," Tre said from the couch.
"Hey sexypants," I said smiling.
"Ooh. I like that," He said.
"Oh do you?" I said.
"Yes, I do," He said. He ran up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, and start kissing my neck.
"That's how you guys got pregnant," My dad said, walking into the room.
"Yes. I know dad," I said.
"Well everyone's coming. They should be here in a couple of minutes," He said.
Just then Mike ran into the room.
"Where's the gonna be mommy?" He said.
"Right here," Tre said, pointing to me.
"MICHELLE!" He said. He put his arms around me and spun me around.
"God Mike, I'm pregnant, not dying," I said. He smiled.
"Tre. I'll kill you if you do anything to screw her up," He said.
"Gee, thanks Mike. I can tell you're so happy for me," Tre said.
"It's okay babe. I still love you," I said, kissing his cheek.
"Wait. You're pregnant. With his kid. And I'm going to be a GRANDFATHER! OH MY GOD I'M OLD!" My dad shouted.
"Shut up Billie, I'm almost your age," Tre said.
"YOU'RE GOING TO BE A MOTHER!" My dad yelled at me.
"Yeah. And he's going to be a father. Again," I said. My dad poked my stomach.
"Ow. Dad," I said.
"Sorry. Sorry elmo," He said.
"Who the hell is elmo?" My mom asked.
"Michelle's baby. See. It's not a boy or a girl. It's an it. So is elmo. Therefore, her baby is elmo," He said.
Me and Tre looked at each other and burst out laughing.
"You're stupid honey, but I love you," My mom said.
"No you're just stupid," Tre said.
"Shut up big bird." My dad said. Man, he's weird.
"What are you going to name elmo?" He said.
"We don't know. I'm like a day pregnant," I said.
"Well. Still. I'm going to name it elmo," Billie said. He put his head on my shoulder.
"I love you elmo," My dad said.
"And it loves you too dad," I said.
"We have to go," Adie said.
"No. I need to stay here with elmo," My dad said.
"How about we get the whole family over?" I said.
"Sure. Over here. We can have a barbeque," Tre said.
"Yeah. I shall call everyone," My dad said.
"Okay. I'll go upstairs and change clothes. Seeing as I have half my closet here," I said.
I ran upstairs, and stripped down to nothing. I looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't show any signs of being pregnant. I still had my flat stomach and skinny figure. Man, I can't believe I'm going to be a mommy. I then jumped into shower and well, SHOWERED. When I came out, I put on my bathing suit top and bottom and some shorts. I grabbed my flip flops and walked back down.
"Hey baby," Tre said from the couch.
"Hey sexypants," I said smiling.
"Ooh. I like that," He said.
"Oh do you?" I said.
"Yes, I do," He said. He ran up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, and start kissing my neck.
"That's how you guys got pregnant," My dad said, walking into the room.
"Yes. I know dad," I said.
"Well everyone's coming. They should be here in a couple of minutes," He said.
Just then Mike ran into the room.
"Where's the gonna be mommy?" He said.
"Right here," Tre said, pointing to me.
"MICHELLE!" He said. He put his arms around me and spun me around.
"God Mike, I'm pregnant, not dying," I said. He smiled.
"Tre. I'll kill you if you do anything to screw her up," He said.
"Gee, thanks Mike. I can tell you're so happy for me," Tre said.
"It's okay babe. I still love you," I said, kissing his cheek.
