"Morning, my name is Daniel. And I am here at Orlando high, to talk to you about a project what we have called 'The Generation Project' which everyone who is a senior will take part in.
This project will be to create a new generation, a real generat...
"Thank you Dylan" I smile as I begin to dig in, them tasting even more delicious than the first time of me eating them.
"It's at least I can do, and here is your drink of tea." I couldn't stop smiling at the fact he made me breakfast in bed when he didn't have to. He is such an amazing person, yes we have small fights now and then but at the end of the day we aren't even in a relationship. We are just two people who got pushed together and are now having babies together.
Dylan and I are close however, with the pregnancy I wouldn't want to get hurt if something were to go wrong between us if we got together. The reason being is that we still have to look after the babies a year after they are born together. And then after that the two of us can go our separate ways if we wish to.
After I finished eating, I was told to get ready for the day as the two of us would be spending it together. Something that we hardly do with Dylan having to work for the majority of the day. And the days that Dylan has work off I normally am busy with meeting friends and family.
Once I am showered, I pull on my silk robe, it being the only one I could find in the store when I found out that mine wouldn't close anymore. Following that, I take a seat at my vanity and begin blow drying my hair. Next, I grab my flat iron and turn it on, wanting to straighten the waves out of my hair for a change.
When my hair was finally finished being straightened, I turn it off and then begin on my face. Wanting to put on some makeup for whatever the two of us had in stall for today. Then after I finish doing that, I walk over to our wardrobe and search for something to wear. Slipping off the robe, I let it pool by my feet as I search for something to wear.
"Hailey" Dylan's voice makes me jump, spinning around I look to see him behind me. His eyes wide. Then it dawned on me, I was basically naked in front of him. The only clothing I had on was my underwear, meaning that I had my boobs out and everything else out. Quickly, I place my arms across my bare chest, my face being even redder than a ripe tomato.
"What should I wear?" I ask, my arms still covering my chest as I look at him. With no response, I ask him again which Dylan then snaps out of his thoughts and lets me know that I need to be comfortable but also it is quite warm outside. Nodding at what he told me, I face the clothes, so then my bare back was facing Dylan.
Looking though all the million items of maternity clothes, I decide that a pair of shorts would be the most comfortable for today's adventure, whatever this adventure maybe. After finding my maternity shorts, I pull them on with a plain grey shirt, with that I grab a white cardigan to cover up my arms if I turn cold or for any other reason.
Now that I was dressed, I look though my shoes. Wanting my feet to be the comfortable as they could be, I decide to slip on my vans, them being the most comfortable shoes I own. After that I look at my jewellery, wanting to put something in my bare neck. I find my necklace that I had been given by my mom when I turned sixteen, it being a silver 'H' with a single diamond.
However, I couldn't get the necklace to clip on, sighing I sit down, now frustrated. "Come here" Dylan says, him being in the bedroom to get dressed also for today. I hold my hair up, as he fiddled with the small clasp. His fingers slightly catching my neck. "There you go" his hands leave my necklace alone, but the feeling of his fingers being on me made me shiver a little.
Turning around I ignore the feeling, and thank Dylan before looking at myself though my floor length mirror. My outfit being as presentable as it could be as well as my hair and makeup being as neat as possible too. "Ready?" Dylan asks, making me snap out of my thoughts of my reflection.
"Yep" I say, popping the 'p'. The two of us then make our way through the house into the garage, and into Dylan's car. Mine only being used if I'm driving myself about, which is quite rare these days.
Hailey's outfit (a cardigan instead of the jean jacket)
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Hailey's necklace
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