VOTE AND COMMENT

"o my gosh o my gosh." i freak as i look away from the window. my mom stared at me with confusion.

"whats wrong with you?" she ask, i ignore her question and just stamp my feet."if your going to pee better start running." she warned and i shake my head.

"its not that." i said.

"then what is it." she ask and i point at the window, she quickly wore her heels and went to the window. "oh.. found a little crush ah." she push me with her waist.

"no, thats james." i squeak and she look at me like i was crazy.

"you mean your rubber ducky, the rubber toy." she ask and i nodded. "I'm not not going to believe you, because in movies when they're kids tell them this creepy thing they don't believe, but is this a good thing, like in ted or a bad thing like chucky scary, if its ted no problem, you get famous and have a best friend and i don't have to worry about your future but if its chucky, i am throwing that rubber ducky away."

"Not that." 

"Good." she sigh in relieve.

"He his the owner of james."

"Oh you mean the rubber toy." i sigh in annoyance.

"Yes and he his more than a rubber toy."

"yeah yeah whatever and have been wanting to ask, where did you get that thing from?"

"its just now you decided to ask." i look at her with a raised eyebrow.

"Ok whatever get ready were going to meet your James." my mom squeak and i shake my head. "oh for crying out loud, I am your mother and i say were going were going" she said and pulled me then i pulled my hoodie that was lying on the chair, when we got to the gate my mom left me and went to start a discussion with the woman while i wear my hoodie, i look outside the gate and the boy was sitting on the stairs with his head down.

"Betty come over here, your rubber ducky friend is here." My mom screamed and the boy looked at my direction. Ugh my mom couldnt get any worse than this. " come on." she puts on her motherly voice, she always talk like that when shes in public.

i move my feet and walk towards them, she grab me by shoulder and put me in front of her, my back facing her front.

"This is Betty." my mom introduced.

"Hi Betty." the woman in my front said with her soft and warming voice, she had brown hair and green eyes, she looked modern and nice.

not like my mom

maybe my mom also look nice, but just wait until she opens her mouth. 

"oh yeah, i heard you stabbed your husband, sometimes we woman have to defend our self from men, right? i totally understand, if i was in your position, i would do the same." my mom said and i couldn't help but feel embarrassed for both of us. she wasn't even even sure if that was true.

"actually my husband stabbed my son and yeah, those were rumor." she gave a slay smile.

"oh..." my mom made her oh mouth. before things could get worst i started a conversation, which i am not good at.

"um, i didn't get your name mam." i say and gave my cutest smile. i cant afford making a bad impression on our first neighbor.

"oh yeah, my name is Britney Sander." she said and turn to my mom "Nice kid." she said and my mom smile.

"what about your son, why don't you invite him over?" my mom asked and the woman shake her head.

"My son doesn't like talking to people." she said pointing toward her son.

"My daughter also, maybe they would get along, since my daughter has been playing with your son rubber ducky for years." my mom said and i felt embarrassed, i wish my mom could just keep quiet sometimes.

"oh.. his been looking for it, i should have known i left it here." she said and turn to the boy. "James come over here." she yelled but the boy shake his head. "I found your rubber ducky." as she said that he stood up and ran toward us.

"where?" he ask, his voice was appealing and soft, he had little bit of green and brown eyes, with brown hair. i stared at him for a while studying him until he stare back at me and i quickly look away, he was pretty good looking or its because this is the closest have got near boys.

"honey, go get him his rubber ducky." my mom smiled sweetly. wait what my rubber ducky, hell to the no. James is my life, no no no.

"i lost it." i blurted out suddenly.

" I am sure its somewhere there." my mom said and it annoyed me.

"mom, you know i love James,I am not giving him up not now not ever, you have to kill me before you get James." i whisper harshly and my mom stared at me with a warning look but i shake my head and looked away, both the boy and the woman stared at me weirdly. i look at them confused then realized what i said.

"no i.." i point toward our house and rub the back of my neck embarrassed, have never felt this embarrassment before. "i.. meant the rubber ducky." i said and look at the boy, he looked back and turn away to look at the floor and smile a little.

"mom!!" i scream in my mind, oh..... have never felt this anger.

"you know the rubber ducky isnt yours, i didnt train you up taking other people stuffs, dont worry ill buy you a new rubber ducky." my mom told me and wince and say softly

"but i only want james.. i mean ducky." and felt tears in my eyes, because of the thought of losing the only thing i could have, that makes me happy.

"I'm warning you betty." my mom warned and i stamp my foot and breath heavily trying not to cry, i am going to turn eight, so i should stop acting like a baby. 

"i need jam.. ducky." i pouted.

" and maybe he needs it too, so stop being selfish."

"then me and him." i point to the boy  who is just staring and doesnt know what to say" can share james, i have him at night he can have it in the afternoon." i suggested.

"you see betty, this is what I'm talking about, this how single mothers talk, they share theyre baby with their lovers who isnt ready for a family and right now he.." my mom point to the boy. "isnt ready for this." i look at my mom as if shes crazy. ughhhhhhh, this conversation is going way too deep.

"what does james have to do with a baby." i asked confused.

"you see its like this, you  have rubber ducky james but then rubber james father comes to get it, well of course you love baby ducky  james so you dont want to give baby ducky james, so you make a time table, but if i was you and if this did happened to me and your daddy ask for you, i would give you gladly but sadly it didnt happened." 

'well i would gladly wanna go with my daddy." i say annoyed.

"exactly." my mom claps her hand. "rubber james wants to go to daddy." i look down and look pack up at my mom with a frown.

"fine." i agreed and my mom clapped her hand.

"yes." she said and turn to the woman. "I'm pretty good with kids uh." she gave her boastful smile. the woman didnt say anything but nod. "ok betty, follow james and go get him his ducky." my mom said and i nod and lead the way to our house. maybe james really didnt want to be with me, i thought has i enter the mansion with the boy behind me.

"ill go get it." i told him once we got to the living room.

"you can have it." he said and I turn around with a shock expression,   i couldnt help but run and hug him, he was shocked at first but hugged back.