Chaptr 16

I was tired of my darling, screaming children, so I went to go enjoy the winter weather.


I ended up falling flat on my behind!
"Uh, excuse me Miss."
"Hmm? Yeah."
"Do you need help? Up?" He put his hand out, which I gladly used to pull myself up with.
"Thanks." I said smiling. "Oh, I'm Alyssa, by the way."
"Chaim."
"Oh, that's a...nice name."
"Thanks. So's yours.Would you like a tad help with the skating?"
"Sure," I laughed, "I'm not exactly a pro."
"Nor I. I learned last winter, after I saw the art gracefully executed."
"Oh..." We held hands and spun round the rink. It was pleasant. I thought about what he said. Two winters ago, Allie moved out. Now, I have two, three including Allyena, grandchildren. I'd never think I'd be a granny so soon. I love my family though, that's what matters, not my age. "Chaim, I uh, have to go."
"Um, okay. Goodbye Alyssa. Call me sometime, we might want to get to know each other, better."
"Yeah." I quickly said, before running off.

A moment later, I was in the park's public bathroom, puking. Lovely......

I didn't want to go back to Chaim, after I'd abruptly left, so I decided to order some eggnog. Of course, it was juiced up. I wasn't about to take the weak children's drink! Uh oh... I'm pregnant! I hope the eggnog didn't hurt!

At home, I painted to earn a little money. I hadn't painted in so long...triplets take time, and lots of it.


Then, I fed the twins and set them down to play.


I cooked us some fried peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. Yep, I'm defiantly a health freak. Cake, fried food, and pizza!
After I'd done my normal nightly routine, I went to bed. Unfortunately, Terry woke up crying! Poor doll, he was starving! I fed him, but by that time, Quinn had woken and I figured I might as well start the day.

I upgraded the stereo, the music was so scratchy and awful!
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I upgraded the toilet so it was self-cleaning, also! No more scrubbing my lunch off the commode for me!

Out of nothing, but pure boredom, I baked a pumpkin pie for us.


Quinn aged up! Her fashion sense is....questionable, but she's an adult, so I can't exactly nag her.

Uh oh! Here comes a baby!






And the triplets aged up! I missed another birthday due to the birth of another.




Meet Udele and Vanessa. They're my adorable twin girls!




To celebrate I went to The Grind, order the cheapest drink on the menu. I accidently ended up dancing on the table. Oops. It was a trashy, cheap place though; I don't think the bartender minded much. I went home and then took care of my babies. Quinn hugged me and said her goodbyes, then she moved out.

Me and my babies.....

Chapter 15

It's my birthday. I'm officially a teen. I wish I could go out and party, but I know that mom needs my help. She'll never say anything, but I know she wouldn't want me to. It isn't like I have a thousand friends (or one) to party with, or even one.







The triplets are aging up!

I tried to teach Raina to talk. Honestly, I didn't mind having to help around the house, I just wonder who... helped create the little screaming b-angels. I can't ask mom. She seems awkward around most men, even a handsome cop when he stopped her for speeding; I'm afraid I'd upset her. I wonder if my parents divorced...but she obviously is seeing someone. Babies don't just appear...and I know about genetics. The triplets have purple or blonde hair. I'm an-an alien, I think. I'm green and I can do things to...things with people's minds that no one else can. I asked the kids at my school. They teased me, not that I told mom. She'd freak out; go ballistic.

"Can you sat star Raina? St-are."
"St-awe! Hehehe. Qy (Kuh-Y) say st-awe!"
"Yes," I sighed. "Qy says star." Qy. Is that my nickname, now?



Mom worked on teaching the boys to talk and walk.

"Wheee! QY teachy me to walk-ee!"
"Yes, Raina I'm teaching you to walk."
"Wobble, obble-y! Me walk-y like a big giwl!" After I finished, I went to bed. Mom took care of giving the triplets their mashed up baby food and changing diapers, then laid them down for a nap. The biggest thing I'm grateful for, is the fact that they can sleep through the night, or at least until five or six, when I have to get up to get ready for school. In the morning, I prepared myself jam and bread, showered, and boarded the bus. Wonderful. My life as a Sunset Valley High unpopular, nerd.

Alyssa's Perspective

In the morning, I hired a babysitter and went to visit a handsome hunk I saw while buying birthday cake at the grocery store. He winked, gave me a number and address, and continued buying some lobster and assorted veggies.

I might have accidentally shown up in my sleep ware. He didn't mind, though. I learned his name was Biblo Queen, and he's so cutesy!

He asked me out on a date. We visited the art gallery. We browsed the art and flirted a little. It was fun.

Quinn's Perspective

Meanwhile At Home...






As soon as I stepped off the bus, I did my homework, and trained the tots. I was so family oriented...I just can't help it. It's a blessing and a curse.

Alyssa's Perspective


We dashed off to tour City Hall. Of course, Biblo grabbed my hand, and we did something naughty in the judge's room...I had a criminally fun time! Of course, I broke things off with him, then went home.


I worked on potty training the Raina and Sawyer, I felt guilty that Quinn had done mostly, well...everything.

Afterwards, the twins played with their toys! They get along so well.
"Block-y R-wane-uh!"
"Hehehe! Saw-uh play with block-y! Me dolly!"
"Dolly pwetty!"
"Yeah, yeah-y! Purr-pel hair like-y me and Saw-uh!"
I cooked dinner, chatted with Quinn, changed, fed, and tickled the triplets, then we all went to bed. In the morning, I woke up early and cooked waffles for Quinn and I.
"Thanks mom, these are great!"
"Welcome, sweetie."
"Mom...who's da-daa the um, the... never mind."
"It's okay, Quinn. What do you want to know?"
"Who's da- nothing! Bus is here! By mom, love ya!" She quickly put her dish in the washing machine, and scurried off. Why do I think the "da-" was dad? Quinn's the closest of all my children to figure out that normally, I'd be married to man, who'd live with us. This isn't normal, though. This is a battle between me and the thoughts of my mother. As I claned up the leftovers, I silently thought how I could reply to the question I knew was coming: Who's Daddy? I'll tell my children, as soon I reach baby thirty. Thirty...I was so close. And thirty's practically a third of the way to one hundred... one hundred! I felt worn out and tired all the time, and I wasn't but a little less than a forth to my goal!