"Your parents are crazy?" Brandon says as we just entered our room. I chuckle at him and sign in relief for some reason. Before we left my father gave me the talk about how disappointed in me he was but then he was like, what names do we have for the babies. My parents are bipolar but it could of gone worse.
"I get guess they are. Ooh my gosh I'm so happy they took it so well." I say as I flop down on my bed and stare at the ceiling. Brandon bends on his knees and picks my shirt up slightly revealing a slight bump. I'm confused as to what he is doing until he started speaking up.
"Hello there boys." He says but I hit his head gently.
"Girls." I correct him and he rolls his eyes.
"DONT listen to your mother, just remember that I'm right and she's always wrong." I hit him again just
