July 12, 2031

After three months, Jackson and I were in our house and settled. Today was Peyton's and my baby shower. It was going to be at Jackson's and my house. Peyton, Asher, mum, dad, Aunt Chloe, and Uncle Ashton were already here. They were helping get stuff ready. It was mostly Jackson and Asher doing the things. Peyton and I were helping with the little things. We were getting so big. We were thirty-seven weeks now. My stomach looked like a basketball, and Peyton's looked like a watermelon. Peyton and I were sitting on the couch, just talking.

"So.. Do you like your new house?" Peyton asked.

"Yeah. I love it. There is lots of room here, so in a few years when the boys are running around, we won't have to worry about them bumping into stuff."

"Yeah. We don't have to worry much about the girls always running around, but who knows.. They might fight and run after one another"

"I bet they will at least once.."

"Yeah. Have you been getting stared at in public lately? It seems like everyone is looking at me when I walk into a store. It's like they're all judging me"

"Same with me. They probably are judging us, we're two teenage girls that are pregnant"

"That's true.." She agreed with me, then there was a knock at the door.

"Come in!!" I yelled.

The door swung open, revealing the girls from our cheer squad. It was Yazmeen, Zoe, Samantha, Sophia, Lilli, and Stacy. They had all come together.

Peyton and I did our best to walk over to them. we hugged them, telling them we missed them. They exclaimed, "you're getting so big!!"

"Yeah.." We would say back. Again, there was a knock at the door.

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Within ten minutes, many people were here. Uncle Mikey, Aunt Sadie, Mia, Evelyn, Uncle Luke, Aunt Alicia, Ethan (which was really awkward), grandma Johnson, grandpa Johnson, grandma Anne Marie, grandma and grandpa Hood, Aunt Mali and her husband, Uncle Harry and his wife, Aunt Lauren and her husband, Yazmeen, Lilli, Stacy, Samantha, Sophia, and a few other relatives that I haven't seen in years were here.

We started with just socializing and eating some foods that we had set out. I ate some fruits, and so did Peyton. I got some grapes, orange slices, pineapples, apple slices, and banana slices.

"EMMA!!" I heard Jackson shout.

"PEYTON!!" Asher shouted also.

"Coming!" Peyton and I yelled a the same time. We walked over to the staircase and climbed it slowly. We walked into our bedroom, and Jackson and Asher were in there, bickering.

"What do you guys want?" I asked.

"We were fighting about who was going to be the better dad" Asher answered.

"You are both going to be great dads!" Peyton assured them.

"yeah, but who will be better?" Jackson asked.

"Neither of you. You'll be equally the same good dads" Peyton told them.

"We've been equally the same all of our lives" Asher defended.

"We have too" I pointed out.

"You're right. It doesn't matter who's the better dad. It just matters that were both going to be great dads" Jackson smiled.

"Yeah" I smiled back at him.

"Just as long as my 'good dad' is better than his 'good dad'" Jackson smirked, and I ignored him.