Bella The doctor told us he was stable and nothing inside was damaged. We all stayed there with him till one of the nurses told us only one could stay.Since Cole is my fiancé, I stayed with him. I didn't want to be away from him. He was so pale; I can't believe he jumped in front of me."I thought I lost you back at the park. I was going to tell you some big news." I said as tears started to fall. "I'm pregnant. And when you wake up tomorrow, I will tell you again.""Till this day, I'm still surprised that we're together. You saw me when no one else did. Love me when I didn't." I grabbed his hand.*flashback* I was in the library doing Patricia's homework, oh yeah, I was her little pig. I wasn't brave enough to stand up to her and she scared me and I was afraid she would do something to me. I didn't have friends. I was so distracted that I didn't hear someone sitting next to me. "I thought your name was Bella and not Patricia." I looked up to see the most gorgeous guy. He was my

Time sure went by fast, our first born was a boy. He was a mini Matt. Cutest toddler in the world. We also had another baby. A girl, we named her, Chantelle. As for the boy, he was named after Matt's brother. Aaron. He cried when I told him that. Everyone was really happy when I decided to give him that name in honor of his uncle.Aaron is 3 years old and Chantelle is 1 year old, she was my mini me. I thought I would have them on a big age difference, but we always got in the heat of the moment.We also kept Aaron's dream alive. Matt and I visit the 5 countries him and Aaron wanted to travel to. We wrote his name in every country we visit. It was an awesome honeymoon. We traveled for a month and then returned home, would've been more, but being pregnant and traveling wasn't the best.I was being lazy today and since the kids were napping. It gave me a chance to relax a little. Those two drain my energy. "I want, cookies." Aaron said while sitting on my belly."Mama." Chantelle started

I came to the states when I was 10 years old. My parents met when my mom was an exchange student in Colombia. Yes, my mom is American and my dad is Colombian. They got married here and after a year, they moved to Colombia. When I was 10 years old, they decided that it was time to move back to the states, life in Colombia was a little too hard, luckily, Nana, let us live with her. We don't have a lot of money, but we do enough to get us by. I work with my dad in a mechanic garage. Lucky for us, dad has a good friend who takes his car and pays dad really good. Mom works as a maid for a rich family who pays her well. With all our money combined, we can pay bills and food and buy Nana's medicine. We may be lower class, but we're happy. I want to become a veterinarian. But I got no money for that. I thought I would at 18 but no such luck, now I'm 20 and still no luck. I hope one day I get my chance. I don't want to be a mechanic for the rest of my life. I have goals and dreams. "Ricky,

It's been an intense week, everything in my body hurt. Yesterday I fell on oil car. I swear that thing hates me. Everyone laughed except, Chad and Ricardo. Which surprised me."Wake up, sleeping beauty." I heard mom's voice."Five more minutes, I'm too tired." I mumbled in my sleep."Is that a bruise?" She asked while looking at my arm.I turned around and face her, "yeah, I fell on oil car and hit my arm.""Working is hard, baby girl.""Grandpa is filthy rich, I doubt you had to work hard.""I may not have worked as a secretary, or a mechanic, etc. But you have any idea how long it took me for my story to be a best seller? I kept getting rejected." She told me as I sat straight."Not even with grandpa's power?""He offered help, buy I declined. I wanted to be successful on my own. And I did. I achieve my goal." She smiled. "Your dad and I know the meaning of working hard. Your brother too. And now it's your turn.""I miss being a kid." I sighed."I remember writing my story, and you

Ricardo I watched as she disappeared in the crowd. She knew exactly what she was doing and boy was it working. Chantelle didn't play games, she was straightforward."Hot, isn't she?" I turned to see a girl with Eric. "I'm Maggie. Chantelle's best friend.""Ricardo or Ricky." We shook hands. "And I wasn't looking at her, I was looking at that other person.""That's an old woman." Eric mentioned, I just rolled my eyes."I have to go." With that said, I left."He so has the hots for her." Eric told Maggie."Big time, those two have a lot of chemistry." She replied as he nodded.As I made my way to the bathroom, I saw her dancing with Alex. They were really close. Alex is a perv, then again, Chantelle doesn't need saving since she ca defend herself. Screw it.Chantelle I dance with this cute stranger, no idea who he is. But tonight, is about letting free and relaxing, I'm just living in the moment. If my parents saw me like this, they would lock me up.I felt his hands leave, when I tur