It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Alejandro and Heather went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Alejandro hit Heather in her cheek with a big happytastic iceball. It hurt a lot, but Alejandro kissed it sadly and then it was all better.

Then they decided to make a snow man.

"We'll make a really cheerful snow man!" Alejandro said.

"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Heather said. "That would be thêm wonderous and politically correct."

"I know," Alejandro said. "We can make a snow kitten. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."...

The tiếp theo few days went bởi fine. I had gone to another doctor’s appointment and she had đã đưa ý kiến that the baby was developing great. And somehow, Alejandro and I managed to keep Jose sleeping on the couch. This was a great turnout.


Though, I hadn’t heard anything from Courtney.


I was enjoying a peaceful sleep while feeling flutters coming from Marisol every so often and listening Alejandro breathing slowly in his sleep.


My cell phone going off across the room woke me up. I decided to ignore it; whoever it was could just call back later. And if it was important, they could just call back. Of course,...

“Wait—you’re three months pregnant and bạn didn’t know until yesterday?” Sierra asked.


“Yep,” I replied.


I never kept track of body changes hoặc my period hoặc anything like that; it just never occurred to me to actually pay attention, even when I became sexually active.


“Does Alejandro know about the baby?”


I nodded, “Yeah, he’s being really supportive.”


Sierra squealed, causing me to cover my ears considering the loudness and the extremely high pitch. She continued talking, “You and Alejandro are almost as cute of a couple as me and my Codykins are.”


“How are bạn two doing?”...

Oh my gawd, Aleheather, I'm so sorry I've abandoned you..curse bạn Hetalia -_-
It was late afternoon in Gallagher High. For the Total Drama group, it was the last class before lunch time.
Ugh. I'm sick of looking at the same clock all the time.. Heather muttered in her head. She looked around for something else to mindlessly gaze at, when she saw a certain figure.
This figure had dark hair, that was short in the front and long in the back, and was unbeilevably shaggy. He wore a red jacket, with the words Marìa on the back in gold.
She immediatley realized who it was.
Ale-Alejandro..? I can't...

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It was Saturday again, the ngày they hung out with one another in some way that made them content at the time. She was coming over to his house this time so they could come up with a plan and he could hardly wait. She always came up with something interesting and when she didn't he had a good time arguing about it. And he hoped today would be no different.

So she came walking through his door at the scheduled time, like always, wearing an oddly normal getup of her pinkish tank hàng đầu, đầu trang and short tan skirt. Nevertheless...

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The night was young and the air was steamy from a humid, summer day. Lindsey, Beth, and I had been here for over three months for our college semester in Seville, Spain. Tonight would be our last night here and we decided to make the most of it, the three of us going our separate ways to spend the night how we wanted it. Lindsey had found a store that was opened late and decided to do some last một phút shopping, Beth had made a few new Những người bạn and was spending the night with them, and me...well I wasn't one for the...

“I know that they abandoned me when I needed them, but—but I just—I can’t believe this happened,” Courtney cried from inside the room.


“Sh, Courtney, everything is going to be alright,” Trent replied.


“Poor Courtney,” Sierra stated as we stood outside of the room. She bounced up and down in an attempt to quiet Lyric down.


There was silence, except for Lyric’s whimpering, for the tiếp theo twenty phút hoặc so.


Trent and Courtney came out of the room, his hands situated on her shoulders, massaging them. Her eyes were red and puffy-looking, “Sierra, can I have Lyric? He’s probably...

~A Proposal Only bạn Can Make~

Heather was sitting in a tree, looking in the sky. [i]How could he say I'm not too young to get married? I'm almost 17, but that doesn't mean I-[i]
"Heather?" Alejandro stood below the tree, looking up at her.
"What do bạn want, Al?"
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing! I'm really pissed!"
"Oh, are you? Well, maybe this will make bạn feel better."
Alejandro smiled at his girl, ready to posistion himself when Heather cut in.
"Is this supposed to be a surprise?" She asked.
"Uh, yes! A surprise! But can I ask bạn something?"
"Yeah."
"How would bạn like to-"
"Can I come down first?"...

"Your bellybutton popped," Alejandro smirked, running his finger over my protruding navel.


I looked down at my stomach, "Oh my gosh, when did that happen?"


"I don't know, but it's cute on you."


He reached over to my lips and kissed me.


"We should really start thinking about a birth plan," He said.


A what?


"A what?" I asked.


"A birth plan, what you're planning on doing after bạn go into labor, the method, any medications, those things."


"Um, what's the plan where they just rip the baby out of me?"


"That's a C-section."


"I’m not sure what I want right now. Right now, I like the idea of that. Do bạn know...