Baby assigment

[Wyatt Parks]

“Ok well, I don’t know what you have against the name Alex, sorry,” he said the sorry in an exaggerated tone, “Oh yeah I’m sure my ex-girlfriend would be happy to hear that I named a fake baby after her. I’ll just call her and be like; Hey I named this creepy electronic baby that I had with some other girl after you, even though it’s impossible for you to have kids, I mean that’s not at all insulting or creepy right?” he shrugged. “If only she would answer the phone when I called her eight million times… oh I guess not, but sure let’s name a baby after the bitch.” He was annoyed that she would suggest that. He didn’t even know what she had against the name Alex, but he didn’t really care.

“Can we just name it Kitty?” that was a name right? “Or like Pizza or something I don’t even know does it really have to have a name?” He was annoyed by the mention of Carol, and he didn’t want to take it out on Aliana, she didn’t really do anything to him. He was trying to be nice to her so maybe they could just do this dumb project and be done with it. He really didn’t want to spend time with her because he was starting to not like her already. So maybe they could take turns watching Pizza or Kitty or whatever this baby’s name was.

[Aliana Marie Rice]

"If she's such a bitch, you shouldn't give a shit, should you?" Aliana shrugged and then crossed her arms, still a little annoyed by the mention of the name 'Alex'. It wasn't as if she was bothered by the memory of him, and it wasn't like Wyatt actually knew why she was so upset to hear that name -- but the more he said it, the more it set off something inside of her, and something inside of Aliana really wanted to punch Wyatt in the face or something, even if he wasn't doing anything. She was just angry.

Biting her lip in frustration, she shook her head, "Just call it 'Pizza', I don't really give a shit anymore," why did it matter? The baby was made of plastic and it ran on batteries, not like they were going to grow emotionally attached to it. Now she was starting to hate Crystal even more. She'd thought she'd had enough of the whore when the teacher dated her dad for his money, now Aliana was in her class and she'd been assigned to be partners with Wyatt? Bitch probably did that on purpose. Not that Crystal would have known Aliana lost her virginity to Wyatt... but, shit.

"I'm not happy having this baby with you anymore than you are to be having it with me," she put it bluntly, uncrossing her arms and leaning forward, "but we're stuck with it and each other for however many weeks, so, might as well suck it up."

[Estelle Sevani]

He'd had a name picked out for if they ever had a baby? Estelle found that both creepy and endearing, due to the fact that she and Cooper hadn't been together for the longest period of time, but she knew he had sweet intentions. She smiled slightly, taking the compliment and shrugging, "I think it's cute," she nodded, looking to the baby as she held it, "Calvin, it is."

Apart of her wondered how Gene would feel about this, being partnered with Cooper for this type of project for winter break. They would have this fake baby during Christmas, and that'd certainly be a sight to see... but she didn't want to think of that now, besides, she was sure it wouldn't be such a big deal, it wasn't like Cooper actually knocked her up and they conceived a child. It was a school assignment, they didn't get to decide what they did for a grade!

"God, imagine if we actually had one of these," Estelle shook her head as she looked down at the little fake Asian baby's face, then laughing slightly, "I mean... a real baby, not you and me owning a fake, robotic baby, that'd be weird." she corrected herself, with a giggle, then looked up at Cooper, baby still in her arms, and she glanced down to the doll, then back to him, "You wanna hold our 'son'?"

[Wyatt Parks]

“You know maybe I shouldn’t give a shit, but I do.” She was right. If she was such a bitch he shouldn’t care about her, or her name, or anything, but he did. For some reason he still cared about her, and wanted her back, and talking about it wasn’t going to help anything. She was right he shouldn’t care about her, and he shouldn’t still miss her, but he did. It was like a whole year of his life had been spent with her, and he kind of wanted it back. “Fine its name is Pizza, this child is going to be so fucked up when it’s older,” he said. Realistically, he didn’t even know if you could name a child pizza, but hey at least they decided on something instead of arguing about it forever

He held the baby out to her. “Here old your… daughter?” He forgot what she said the gender of the baby was. “Don’t people usually get attached when they hold it the first time or something?” he didn’t know anything about having a baby and he didn’t care. He wasn’t getting any more attached to this thing holding it, then he had been before, and he really didn’t’ think he was going to get attached to it. He knew that he didn’t want a baby in high school, maybe never. “I’m sure it’ll be a magical moment,” he rolled his eyes.

Stupid baby. All it was going to do was cry, and make him want to smash it, but he didn’t want to get her a bad grade no matter how much he really didn’t like her at the moment.

[Aliana Marie Rice]

"They say the same thing about sex, but," Aliana looked Wyatt up and down and shrugged, "not feeling very attached to you." She took the baby anyway, holding it out in front of her by the arms, unsure of what to do with it... how were they even going to go about taking care of this thing? Aliana had much better things to do, and, by the looks of Wyatt, he had no interest in babies whatsoever. She shook her head, examining the baby and then squeezing its stomach, which, in turn, caused it to cry.

"Shit, what did I do?" she tried to squeeze it more, shake it, trying to get it to stop, but the voice box inside the doll would not stop and the annoying crying was beginning to irritate her eardrums, "Oh my god, shut up!" Aliana scrunched her eyebrows, flipping the baby around and trying to look for its battery compartment, a button, something to turn it off, only to find that it was one of those screw-in battery placers on the back that you couldn't open unless you had a super tiny special screwdriver.

Crystal, overhearing the noise, looked over and smiled slyly to herself in amusement, walking over near the pair and leaning a hand onto the desk, "It's a baby, guys, not just a doll," she looked to each of the two, "you have to act like it."

Aliana only shot Crystal a dirty look, which, in turn, Crystal smirked, walking away and going on to check on all the other pairs.

[Wyatt Parks]

“Uhm..” he wasn’t sure what she meant by that comment. “Are you supposed to be attached to me, cause I don’t really care if you are or not,” he shrugged. She was just another girl to him, or at least then anyway. He shook his head disapprovingly when it started crying, and listened to crystal. “We’ll have to find a screwdriver for that later,” he said once she was out of ear shot.

“I mean… What did you do?” he took the baby from her after Crystal left, and looked at it. How was he supposed to make it shut up. “How do you make babies stop crying?” Feed it? Change its diaper? He had no idea how to take care of a baby. So he ended up just rocking it. “Shh baby,” he felt weird calling it pizza after being reminded that it was a serious baby and not just a toy. “What do we feed it? Do you know how to change a diaper?” he kept rocking It hoping that it would stop crying.

“Shh… go back to sleep… or just stop crying…” He turned to Aliana. “How do we make it stop?” he didn’t know anything about babies, because he didn’t want one. He kept rocking it and it stopped crying. “Maybe it doesn’t like you?” he said, but then it started crying again. “Fuck make it shut up,” he handed it back to her. He didn’t know what he was going to do with this baby for however long they were supposed to have it.

[Eric Morgan]

Eric chuckled at Aiden’s attempt at fathering. “I think it’s got your,” What was he doing to say? This baby looked nothing like either of them, obviously, “Eye… color?” Eric cleared his throat awkwardly before the baby had started crying. “Oh shit!” This was actually happening? Eric stood back and watched though, as Aiden rocked and shushed Shaniqua until the crying stopped. “Not bad,” he encouraged, nudging his partner. Maybe this baby thing wouldn’t be so bad. Eric had already decided that this guy wasn’t going to be an awful time, maybe even fun, except for the underlying suspicion that he might be like, a pyro, or something. I mean how many times was this guy going to suggest lighting a baby on fire, seriously?

“So, yea, energy drinks…” Eric began, once the robo-infant had finally stopped wailing, “…how do we like, feed this thing?” This was kind of important because Eric was 75% sure that food and bottles and stuff were supposed to calm down a baby. “What if we need like a binky or some shit? Do we have to get those ourselves?” There were way too many unanswered questions that went along with this assignment, Eric thought. Eric was one of those people who needed to be told exactly what he had to do and then do it. He wasn’t one for making his own decisions. I mean, those usually just lead to bad habits and wrong choices, so he preferred to let someone else take the wheel. Maybe that’s why he jumped into a relationship so fast. Whatever, he could man up to that trait… Just like he could man up to holding a black plastic baby boy for the time being.