I always hate trying to explain my colorful past to people. I really do not know why people have to be so nosey to tell the truth. If only people would keep to themselves, I would not have this problem.
So this is all brought up by a photo on my desk of my three kids. I work at my dad's insurance company, Orion Family insurance. Everyone always thinks we're Irish or something and spell O'Ryan but yeah no we're Italian and English or something. So insurance is not exactly what imagined I'd be at thirty-six but hey it pays the bills. Anyway, my father hired this kid right out of college and on his first day he stops into my office to introduce himself.
He looked like a frat boy to me. He was wearing a baby blue long sleeve button up tucked into dried mustard yellow kakis. "Hi I'm Brad." He said way too chipper for me at eight in the morning.
I did the usual fake so nice to meet you, and all that jazz. After a second the kid noticed my picture and had a confused look on his face and I knew exactly why. He thought the older girl in the photo looked like me but darker hair and she was skinner than me. The shirt all three of them were wearing said Lakeshore 2016 on it. So he knew she wasn't a younger me. "So is that your sister?" He asked because I could tell he was taking a liking to my daughter.
"Yeah no that's my daughter and my sons." He looked shocked as many do when I tell them that. He looked from the picture then to me and decided to leave at that and not be super rude and ask.
Anyway, the reason the kid was so surprised was because my daughter is twenty years old and I'm thirty-six. So I obviously had her when I was sixteen. My sons are six and three which I am aware is a very large age difference from their sister.
My sons have a different father than my daughter. My six year old is Bronx and the three year old is Xavier but we call him X. My daughter is Lux. I have a thing for X's which is weird, I know.
I met Bronx and X's dad ten years ago at Lux's school, he was her principal. Yeah I know that it is very tacky for the young single mom to date the principal of her kid's school. But to my defense he was and still is amazingly hot. He was also only thirty-one at the time so he's not horribly old. He's got light brown hair, brown eyes, and a smile that melts my heart. Vaughn asked me on a date first and I asked Lux what she thought. She was only ten and said that she'd be a little embarrassed if kids a school found out but she didn't care. Vaughn was too nice not go out with anyway, he was great and liked my kid which was what I liked to see in guys. So we got married two years later and Lux finally stopped calling Vaughn, Mr. Linley.
Eventually we decided to have another kid other than Lux, so we got Bronx. Then, Vaughn was like "hey two kids isn't enough let's have another one", and I was like "Okay". Now we have X.
So yeah that's not the part of my past that's the most colorful as you probably guessed. Yeah the colorful part involved Lux.
I grew up in a nice neighborhood in Indiana. It was an upper-middle class neighborhood. My best friend in the entire world was Major Kirby. Major was also my next door neighbor. He was a year older than me. He had dark brown hair and grey eyes. I had never seen anyone with such beautiful eyes. He had mid long hair in the front that were like bangs over his forehead. He always had the I just rolled out of bed hair but it looked really good on him.
Major and I had a ritual to watch these sappy 80's movies every Friday night. We started when I was thirteen and I watched Sixteen Candles. I told Major it was the best movie in the world. He did not believe me so I forced him to watch it. He ended up liking it though I think he only liked it for the exposure of breast.
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Colorful
RomanceTwo best friends end up making a colorful mistake that ends in a baby. Now twenty years later the two best friends look back at their colorful past while their daughter is facing some colorful situations in the present.
