If there is one thing I never wanted to do was to hit someone, but if this person really but really deserves it should it still count.

Nick Manson knows my secret. How? I don't know, but I bet I did something stupid yesterday and he's dying to tell me.

I take the hand from my face and stared at the road. In the corner of my eye I could see him shift himself and resumed to driving to his house. We stayed silent until we got there, in hopes if he doesn't make me talk.

"Maria I'm home." Said Nick propping his bag at the side of the door. A woman came around the corner with the fake baby in her hand in a gentle smile welcoming us.

She looked like a house maid judging by the clothing she had on, quite an older woman who age played kindly to her. Wrinkles creased her eyes, her light brown hair has a few gray strands tied up in a bun, she held the fake baby as if it was real and alive.

"Nick how was your practice? And who might this be?" She questioned. Her voice in a low gentle tone she looked back and forth from Nick and I swaying the baby as if it was being put to sleep.

"Practice was fine, and this is that's child's mother." Sarcastically said Nick.

I stared down at him. How dare he call me a fake child's mother!

Maria had the same stare and soon she started to giggle. She moved up to me and hands me our baby. "Then that means you guys will officially start working on your daughter."

I raised a brow. Did Maria already find out the sex of the child? Nick and I didn't bother to check.

Nick suddenly grabs my arm and drags me upstairs baby in Toll with me and Maria looking up from the stairs waving good bye. We made it to his room and the first thing you can notice is how clean his room was.

Duh Dexter, he has a house maid she's bound to clean his room. Totally different from Jackson's room.

"Stop standing at the door and get inside." Said Nick.

I landed my gaze at him as if I escaped trans and I scrunched my face. "You're very bossy you know that right." I exclaimed.

Nick shrugged his shoulders taking off his shirt and changing into another one. "Enjoy the show little one?"

That's it. I'm going to hit this boy with this fake baby. "I'm not gay." I said.

Nick threw into a fit of laughter." Yes, you are." He replied.

"How can you assume I'm gay! You don't even know me other than being Jackson's little brother."

He gave me a downward stare. "Did you really forget what happened yesterday?"

So I did do something yesterday. I shook my head. "Whatever I did yesterday you just can't assume I'm gay!"

"You were all tears and clingy yesterday now today you're being hostile Dexter." Said Nick already propping down to his bed.

"Nick I'm holding a fake baby on my hands I'm not afraid to throw it at you!"

"Is that anyway to treat your host?"

"You're the one calling me gay, that's rude and offensive!"

"You were the one who poured out his heart and soul to me about who you liked."

I blushed. Dexter don't tell me you told this tool your deepest secret not even your friends know!

"By the looks in your face I can tell you forgot." Nick Laughed. "You told me so suddenly and so random I dragged you to a room, so nobody could hear you."

"WHY ON EARTH DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU OF ALL PEOPLE!" I screamed. Beet read to my ears my glasses can't hide how red I can be.

"How would I know? Crying and such you just told me." replied Nick.

I gave him one of my few stares. "This better stay between you and me."

"Aha! You admit it!"

"NICK!" I screamed. "I'm serious."

"What do I get in return of keeping your secret?" He questioned.

I knew that smile was evil, I didn't know it could kill you quickly.

"Do whatever I say and I'll keep your little secret, deal?"

Grandma I've gotten myself in quite a mess.

****

After the past three days by staying awake from the fake baby and Nicks constant spoil needs I've certainly found myself being the mother in this situation.

I was beyond tired and I don't know who drives me more insane.

"You look dead."

A voice gets me out of my trans, I gave them a dead stare. "Nick thinks it's funny to leave me with this whaling machine."

Tula who was the one that talked looked over at me and shook her head back and forth. "The key to that assignment is that it's team project."

"Trust me Tula, I didn't even want to be paired up with him in the first place."

My phone rings again, already annoyed as to who it was. He gave himself a special ringtone, so I wouldn't get overly excited if I confused him with someone else.

Already getting up from where I was sitting, I grab the fake baby bag and my back pack and the car seat where I place the baby. Mom went all out on this one.

"Have fun mommy." exclaimed Tula.

I gave her a sarcastic stare, half amused at that retort and walked down the school hall in search for the father of this fake spawn.

I made it to his usual hang out, it's been a while since I've seen everyone there. Nick lifted his head from the crowd and walked towards me. By mid-walk a girl puts her hand on his chest stopping him from walking to me.

Her stare at me was like daggers. Lady I don't even know you, don't get jealous that I've got things working for me.

Nick managed to move away from her and made it towards me. "How's our little bundle of joy?" He said smiling.

God's girls would find this appealing and right now all I think about is hitting him with this. "She wouldn't stop crying no matter what I did, I almost lost my nerves playing rocket league."

"Any way, the bag's in the car I won't be able to take care of that baby again, cover for me?"

I stared at him already knowing that this is what he wants. I sighed, extending my hand as he hands me the keys and winks.

"Thanks Bubbles, it's at the back seat."

He has a bad habit of calling me baby names, I've given up fighting over it. All this because I liked someone of the same sex. Nick Manson you scooped a lower level then you did before.

I opened the car grabbed his bag and closed it again.

"Who do you think you are!"

I turn around to a voice I haven't heard, there stood the girl who stopped him earlier all hot 'n bothered by me.

She was one of those girls who bathed in perfume and makeup. I honestly didn't want to start this now so I gave her one of my iconic sarcastic stares showing her his bag and the fake baby hoping she doesn't need glasses like I do and can't really see why I'm here.

"Health class partner as you can see by the many things I hold."

she didn't like the remark I gave her as she crossed her arms and got closer to my face. "Fags like you shouldn't get too close to Nick, take it as a warning."

She turned around and walked down the sidewalk as if she didn't do anything in the first place.

This reminded me of my childhood days the first few threats I got when I used to play with Jackson and Nick.

Grandma up until now I've resolved my own problems, but this one was out of my reach.

***

Jamming my favorite music next to my best friend in an empty house, it's those moments I want the most.

I sneaked a few peeks at Gregory who was laying down at my bed relaxing with his eyes closed. If he knew I saw him with those intentions would he still be around? For now, I'll have to put up with Nicks demands to have my best friends close to me.

"It's been a while since we've had the house to ourselves Dex."

I shifted my stare back down to the baby while in the corner of my eye I could see Greg getting up from the bed messing around with his hair.

"How's Savannah doing?" He questioned.

"Why ask about my sister all of a sudden Greg? She's doing fine, got accepted into the team."

Greg nodded his head. "So...Is she seeing anyone?"

"Greg no." I responded quickly.

"Come on man! How can you not see how pretty she is?"

"Greg she's my sister! I don't find my siblings attractive. Thats just weird."

"Always shunning out your best friend from a pretty girl."

"Gregory Winston! You will not by any means ever have a chance with my sister."

"Fine Fine! One day I will name her mine."

I rolled my eyes to his comment and left the room, I held the doll to my chest breathing quietly, being careful so he won't hear me. Gregory you say things so care free you don't even realize how painful it is for me.