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*at school eating lunch*
roni decided to tell the group about elijah
nezza: that's okay
david: ooo can we meet him soon
bobby: yeah!
franny: how old is he?
roni: 4 months
jc: so are you the dad?
aaron: uh not biologically but i do want to be there for him and i also didn't want roni going through this alone
christian: ohhh
*a week later*
aaron: roni i found an apartment 30 mins away
do you thing i should buy it or wait for a bigger house?
roni: well i don't really mind you living here but if you want to buy it go ahead
aaron: okay
**2 days later aaron decided to buy it**
roni: i'm gonna miss you
aaron: i'm going to miss you too *he kisses her head while hugging her* and i'm going to miss you too *he kisses eli and tickles him then hands him to roni*
roni: at least we'll see each other in school
aaron: yeah, also roni take care of eli for me if he gets to hard to look after ring me okay?
roni: okay
aaron: okay byeee i love you
roni: i love you more
(at school the next day)
bobby: guys do you wanna go down the beach tonight and just chill there
sydney: yes!
david: we can get food aswell
nezza: well have a picnic
aaron: sure
kian : i can't come
ethan: why not?
kian: i have to babysit tonight
crawford: you can bring the kid down with us
nessa: yeah!
grayson: hey man can you stop staring at my girl *he kinda shouts while putting his arm around nessa's shoulder and everyone turns to look his direction*
kian: i.. i wasn't staring at her i just looked over
grayson: yeah okay just watch yourself okay?
ethan: calm down gray
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nezza: ohhhh kay anyway so...
kristina: roni do you want to bring eli aswell?
roni: yeah sure
david: this is gonna be funnnn
***
(later that day)
franny: where's kian?
ethan: i don't know
kristina: i also haven't seen nessa
bobby: they might just be late
crawford: both of them? together?
grayson: i told him to watch out he better not be doing anything
roni: grayson i think you need to calm down
aaron: yeah she's not the type of person to cheat
grayson: fine but if he do-
aaron: he's not going too
ethan: calm down
david: roni can i pleaseee good elijah now?
roni: okay but be careful he wiggles around a lot
david: don't worry i've got this *he takes eli of roni*
aaron: who wants ice cream?
everyone: me
aaron: okay i'll go get you guys some
roni: david i trust you with eli be careful
david: i will
*aaron and roni leave*
-shortly after-
*kian and nessa arrive*
nessa: sorry we're late
kian: where's roni and aaron
grayson: they went to get ice cream
kian: oh okay
grayson: what took you so long
nessa: kian needed help with Alfie
grayson: Alfie?
kian: yeah uh anyway this is Alfie he's 5
sydney: hey Alfie
david: OH MA GOD
*everyone looked over at david*
(btw everyone is sitting on a blanket with a picnic)
david: he just threw up on me! *everyone laughs*
christian: that's what babies do man
david: take him so i can clean my self * he gives
eli to bobby*
bobby: ahhh i don't want it to be sick on mee what do i dooo
franny: chill he's a baby *takes him of bobby and cleans his mouth*
Alfie: can me hold?
franny: umm yeah sure come sit here
alfie: *sitting holding eli* nooo i don't like it
franny: it's okay *picks up eli again*
*aaron and roni get back*
roni: guys i've got your ice creams
aaron: oh uh is this the kid your babysitting?
kian: yeah this is alfie
alfie: i want ice cream
aaron: here you can have mine
alfie: yeyy
david: omg!
franny: what
david: i've thought of a cool name to call eli
ethan: what is it?
david: E-J
nessa: E-J??
david: yeah!
***
a little girl runs up to crawford
girl: help
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