Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Changing Seasons (Part Six of the Family Sagas) ❯ PArt Four ( Chapter 4 )

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Changing Seasons, Part 4

Miles hoisted his bags on his shoulders as he climbed onto the plane that would take him and Jonathon home. He looked over his shoulder at Megan, who was talking to Jonathon. "So, are you ready to see our home?" he asked her.

"Yes, I can't wait to see it. You're going to have to show me around. I want to see everything," Megan replied eagerly. Her ponytail bobbed up and down as she shook her head.

"I just want to eat my mom's food," Jonathon said as he dropped into his seat.

"Its because you can't cook worth a damn," Miles joked as he sat down on the other side.

"Not my fault the culinary skills missed out on me," Jonathon said defensively.

"Yeah, they all went to your sister and younger brother," Miles laughed.

"Lucky for you that my sister got them or else you'd starve," Jonathon retorted.

Megan laughed. "Not like you cook much better, Miles."

Jonathon snickered as Miles's face flushed a little. "See even you can't cook worth a damn and Megan's backing me up."

"You two are lucky that I lived next door or else both of you would've starved," Megan laughed again from her seat in between them.

Both men glared at each other before crossing their arms and slouching down in their seats as the plane began down the runway.

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Randy woke up as the sun flooded through her windows. She stretched her arms over her head. She looked around her. "Who put me in bed last night?" she asked herself as she flung back the light covers. She opened her window and stuck her head out. She took a deep breath and inhaled the early summer air. "A beautiful day for Miles's homecoming," she said happily as she went to her bathroom. She went downstairs and looked around. She hadn't heard her parents yet and since it was a Friday, the paper would be here. She went out the front door and walked down the curving driveway up to the top. She picked up the paper and got the mail out of the simple black mailbox that had The Maxwells stenciled on the side, along with the brass number designating their address as number three Cliff View. "Come on Noelle, Lucky," she called to their Husky and Border collie. The two three-year-old dogs trotted obediently behind her.

Duo groaned as sunlight hit his face. He drew the covers up over his head and buried his face against the back of Hilde's neck.

Hilde smiled when she heard his groan. "Duo, it's well past the time to get up," she said softly as she squeezed his hand that was draped over her waist.

"Too damn early," he mumbled.

She giggled faintly. "Come on, sleepy head. We have to pick up David from the airport at noon. It's nine."

"Like I said, too damn early," Duo replied against her neck.

"You bum," Hilde, said as she pushed down the sheets and tried to wriggle out of Duo's arms.

"And where do you think you're going," he said as he tightened his hold on her. He pressed a kiss on the back of her neck.

"We have a child home, Duo. And I want to make her breakfast and I won't be able to if you keep that up," she murmured as she turned her head to look at him. Their lips met in a long kiss.

Duo pulled his lips away and looked at his wife. "I thought you were going to leave the bed," he teased.

"I was. You distracted me," Hilde admitted wryly. "But this time," she said as she slipped out of his loosened embrace, "I'll succeed." She walked over to the window and pushed the curtains open before sliding open the window.

"Man, babe, that's bright light," he protested as he pulled the sheet over his head. "Tell a guy when you're going to flash bright light in his face first thing in the morning."

"Don't be a baby, Duo," she said as she rolled her eyes. She went into the bathroom. She came out a few minutes later and he was still lying there. "Duo, come on," she said as she went over to the side of the bed and propped her hands on her hips. She leaned down and pulled the sheet away from his face. "Wake up, braided one, I won't ask again." As soon as she turned her back she was pulled back across him. She landed on the soft mattress with a soft thud. "Duo!" she admonished as she looked up at her husband.

"Yeah?" Duo replied grinning down at her as he held her arms pinned to her sides.

"Oh never mind. Anything I say to you is ignored anyway," Hilde sighed with resignation.

He chuckled. "I'll let you up, you just have to give me another kiss."

"One kiss?" she asked, arching a brow at him.

"One kiss," Duo smirked.

"Fine," Hilde said as she lifted her head to meet his lips with hers.

He let her arms go as they slid to her hips, gripping them lightly. He nibbled on her lower lip before gaining entrance.

She rested her hands on his shoulders. She sighed into his mouth. One kiss from him she still melted. She pushed lightly on his shoulders when it was clear he wasn't stopping. "Duo, let me up. You got your kiss," she said against his mouth.

Duo lifted his head and looked at her flushed face. He pressed a kiss on the tip of her nose. "Ok," he said as he climbed off of the bed.

Hilde sat up and got off the bed. She gave him a reproachful look. "You were trying to get more then one kiss."

"Guilty, but can you blame me," he said cheekily.

She sighed. "I'll be downstairs making breakfast." She turned on her bare heel and left the room.

Duo watched her boxer clad rear end as she walked away. He grinned.

Hilde found her daughter sitting on one of the barstools that were on the one side of the island. The two dogs were on the far side of the kitchen, their snouts in their food bowls. "Morning, Randy," she said as she looked around the paper at her daughter.

"Morning, mom," Randy said as she put the paper down. "I got the mail," she said as she pointed to the envelopes sitting on the counter top.

"Thank you, sweetheart. Now what do you want for breakfast?" Hilde asked.

"French toast," Randy replied eagerly. Her messy bun bobbed up and down. She drained the rest of her orange juice.

"French toast it is," Hilde said as she got out the necessary ingredients.

Randy watched her mother as she started breakfast. "Where's dad?"

"He should be down shortly," Hilde answered as she placed the bread on the griddle.

"Did you know about the motorcycle, mom?"

"No, your father didn't deign to tell me."

"I didn't deign to tell you what?" Duo asked as he came into the kitchen dressed in jeans and a plain black tee shirt.

"About the motorcycle you bought me," Randy supplied as she twirled a lock of her hair that had escaped from her bun.

"Oh that," he said as he pressed a kiss on Randy's cheek. "I was going to," he said as he went over to Hilde and rested his hands on her hips as he kissed her ear, "Honest."

Hilde rolled her eyes and snorted. "Honest my foot, you just didn't want me to find out so I wouldn't say no."

Duo sighed. "That's probably true. You would have thought it was too dangerous for our nineteen-year-old daughter. But she's always wanted one so I got her one."

"Reckless, just like you," Hilde said under her breath.

"I heard that," Duo said as he gave her rear a swat before he sat down at the kitchen table. He sorted through the paper and picked up the sports and the business section.

Randy laughed at the indignant expression on her mother's face. "Come on, mom. I promise I'll be careful."

"How come that doesn't make me feel better," Hilde said as she put the French toast on a plate.

"Because you're probably the slightest bit paranoid," Randy replied as she pulled out three plates, along with utensils, maple syrup and powered sugar, and some napkins. She set them down on the table.

"I'm not paranoid," Hilde protested mildly.

"Could have fooled me," Duo said under his breath.

"I heard that, mister," Hilde said as she went over and tugged on his braid. "Watch your mouth or else you can sleep on the couch tonight."

Duo sighed again. "Yes, dear."

Randy giggled as she sat down next to her dad. Her mom was sitting across from her. "Who's coming home today?" she asked as she put some of the toast on her plate.

"Your brother David comes home at noon and Jonathon should be coming home with Miles later on today," Hilde replied as she put some sugar on her French toast.

"I suppose you're glad that Miles is coming home," Duo said as he glanced at Randy out of the corner of his eye.

"Yeah, I'm glad that he's coming home," Randy said as she took a bite. "I just hope he never finds out that Donavon kissed me by accident."

A few hours later…

Randy stood at the gate with her parents and Kellie. She looked over at the other girl who would probably become her brother's wife sometime soon. "Anxious?" she asked.

Kellie turned to look at Randy. "A little I guess. It's always a little nerve wracking seeing them again," she admitted truthfully. She ran her hand over her midnight hair and twisted a lock about her finger. She looked very much like her mother.

"Don't worry I think he's going to be the same way about you," Randy said grinning at the older girl.

Kellie smiled and looked back out of the window again. "It's him," she breathed as she heard the plane from England had arrived. Her violet eyes sparkled as she held her breath in anticipation.

Duo and Hilde looked at each other and smiled. "One down three to go," Hilde whispered to him.

"Aren't you being a little premature, babe?" Duo whispered back. "David hasn't even asked Kellie to marry him. Jonathon and Leigh, who knows, and Randy is too young."

"She isn't that young," Hilde pointed out.

"Too young," Duo replied stubbornly, causing his wife to laugh.

Randy smiled when she saw how Kellie's eyes had lit up. She saw her brother walking towards them. "Go on. I know you're dying to," she said to the other girl.

Kellie nodded her head and ran through the crowd towards David.

David dropped his carry on bag as Kellie jumped into his arms. He swung her around once before giving her a sound kiss on the lips. "I've missed you."

"Missed you too," Kellie said as he put her feet back down on the floor.

David could see his parents and his sister waiting for them. "Come on," he said as he laced his fingers through hers and picked up his bag again. "Hey, brat," he said to his sister. He let go of Kellie's hand to give her a hug. "You don't look any different except for the hair of course," he said as he noted the blue strands.

"That's not all that's different," Randy replied. "I have a tattoo as well."

"A tattoo?" David asked as he glanced over at their dad, "How well did he take it?"

"He wasn't too happy," Randy laughed softly.

"When is he ever happy when his baby does crazy things," Hilde said as she came forwards. "It's so good that you're home, David." She gave him a hug.

"It's good to be home too, mom," David said as he kissed her cheek. "Dad," he said as he looked over at his father.

"Good to have you home. The house is too quiet with only your mother and I," Duo said as he shook his son's hand before giving him a brief hug. "You still look normal."

"I can't make myself look any different," David said as he shrugged. "I was always the normal one. The other three were the crazy ones."

"I'm not crazy," Randy protested as she poked him in the shoulder.

"Could have fooled me," David teased as he tugged on her braid.

"All right, you two can argue when we get home," Duo chuckled.

"I suppose you came with my parents?" David asked Kellie as they made their way through the airport.

"Yes, I did," Kellie, replied as she squeezed his hand tight.

"Good," David said as they followed his parents and his sister out to the Suburban. He leaned over and kissed her again. "Because you're not leaving my sight for the next couple of days."

Randy rolled her eyes. She looked up at the blue sky. "Miles."

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Miles looked down at Megan, who was lightly dozing against his shoulder. He sighed and looked out the window. The Mediterranean was evident below as the plane made it's descent into the Sanc Kingdom's airport. "Hey, Megan," he said softly as he shook her shoulder.

"Hmm," Megan mumbled as she blinked her eyes open.

"We're here," he said as he looked back out his window.

"We're home already," Jonathon, mumbled as he opened his eyes and took off his headphones. "Good. I can already taste mom's cooking."

"Pig," Miles joked as he looked over at his friend.

"Takes one to know one," Jonathon joked back.

"Oh come on you two," Megan said as she rolled her eyes. She leaned over Miles a little to see out the window. "Oh wow, from up here it looks…"

"Beautiful," Miles supplied as he looked out the window with her.

She nodded her head.

"Well just wait until you see it up close," Jonathon said as he leaned back against his seat. "The view is much better."

Miles smiled and closed his eyes as the plane finally touched down on the runway. He looked over at Jonathon. "You know, we never told our parents that we were taking the earlier flight."

"I know, we'll just have to surprise them. Let's go to your house first. I'm sure you're going to want to rush over mine to see my sister," Jonathon said knowingly.

"And what about Leigh? Don't you want to run and see her?" Miles teased.

"I'll think about that. Because as soon as she sees me, she'll kiss me and say how happy she is to see me and then when she finds out I brought a female friend home she'll probably try to slice me and dice me with that katana of hers," Jonathon snorted.

"Chicken," Miles chuckled.

Jonathon childishly stuck his tongue out at Miles. "Yeah and I wonder how Randy will like it that you were the one who invited Megan to come with us."

They walked off of the plane and got their bags, having their stuff put into a van that would take them to the Barton household.

Megan looked out the windows of the van as it drove through the streets of the town. "This is so incredible. It's wonderful here," she said as she noticed all the shops.

"Yeah, at the end of summer each year, there's a festival and people come out and walk the streets. And there's dancing and food in the park," Miles said as he looked at the familiar landscape.

"Where exactly do you live, Miles?" Megan asked as they took a side street.

"On the outskirts of the town. It's not a big house, just big enough for my brother, my two sisters, and my parents," Miles replied as they drove up a tree-lined street.

"And how about you?" Megan asked Jonathon as she turned to look at him.

"Oh, I live way outside of town. My house sits on the cliff overlooking the bay on one side," Jonathon replied. "And my house is big. That's why you'll be staying with me at my house instead of Miles'."

"I hope your parents don't mind," Megan said as she smoothed her hand over her copper hair.

"They won't. Trust me," Jonathon said reassuringly.

"Here we are," Miles, said as they pulled to a stop outside of a brick house. He could see his brother's Saab sitting in the driveway, along with their huge van and his dad's Mustang convertible.

"I'm impressed," Megan said as she climbed out of the van behind Miles.

"My parents are going to be in for a surprise," Miles said as all the bags and boxes were unloaded. He paid the driver extra. He walked up to the front door and knocked. He heard the sound of pounding feet before the door was pulled open. "Hey, little brother."

"Miles?" Donavon said. "You're home already?"

"Yup. Happy to see me," Miles said as he grinned at his brother's shock.

"Yeah, it's just a surprise that's all," Donavon, said as he raked his hands through his hair. He looked behind his brother, spotting Jonathon and a red headed girl. "Whose she?"

"Hey, Megan, this is my brother Donavon. Donavon this is our friend Megan," Miles said as he stepped out of the way.

Megan was speechless for a moment. "Nice to meet you," she said as she shook his hand. "Man, you two look a lot alike," she said as she took a step back.

"That's what most people say," Donavon said as he pulled the door open wider. "Come on in. We'll take care of the boxes later." He studied Megan briefly as she walked in, in front of Miles. "And what exactly is she doing here?"

"Where are mom and dad?" Miles asked as he closed the door behind him.

"Mom is on the phone with Heero, doing some consulting. And dad, I think was going over some paper work that Aunt Cathy sent him to look at," Donavon replied. "And our baby sister is at school."

"Carin not home yet?" Miles asked as he walked towards the back of the house.

"No, she's set to arrive on Monday, I think." Donavon said as he followed them back to the kitchen.

"And how's my girl?" Miles asked, looking at his brother.

"You mean Randy? She's fine," Donavon said as he shrugged his shoulders. "You know he would kill you if he knew you kissed his girlfriend."

"That's good," Miles, said as he looked around. "Mom? Dad?" he called out.

"Miles is that you?" Middi said as she came out of the den from the other side of the kitchen. She spotted him. "Miles!" she said happily as she ran in and gave him a hug.

"Hi, mom," Miles said as he hugged her tight.

"You're home early," Middi exclaimed as she leaned away from him.

"I know, I wanted to surprise you. Besides it was Maxwell's idea," Miles said he nodded in Jonathon's direction.

"Miles is that you?" Trowa called out as he came in from the deck. He grinned when he saw his son. "You're home early."

"Like I said, I wanted it to be a surprise and it was Jonathon's idea," Miles said as he embraced his father.

"Well at least it saves us the trouble of coming to get you," Trowa said. He noticed the girl standing next to Jonathon. "And who is this young lady?"

"Oh, mom, dad, this is Megan McBride. She's a friend of mine from school. She lives next door to Jonathon and me," Miles said.

"Nice to meet you," Megan said as she shook Trowa's hand and then Middi's. "Miles has told me a lot about you."

"Very nice to meet you too," Middi said warmly. "Its not often we meet the kids that Miles goes to school with. And what brings you here?"

"I'm a history major. I wanted to see the Sanc Kingdom up close and Jonathon and Miles both invited me to come home with them to see it," Megan admitted candidly.

"Really," Trowa said as arched a brow at his son and at Jonathon. "That was very nice of them."

A door slammed. "Hey where is everybody?" Isabella called out as she came into the kitchen. She spotted Miles. "Miles!" she cried as she ran over to her brother and hugging him tight.

"Hey there, half pint," Miles said as he set his sister down on her feet. "You haven't changed a bit."

"Unfortunately I'm not going to get any taller," Isabella lamented dramatically, "But that's ok. I don't feel that bad being only five foot five."

"That's all right. Not all of us can be tall," Miles, said. He turned around and looked over at Megan. "Megan this is my sixteen year old sister Isabella. And Isabella, this is my friend Megan."

"Nice to meet you, Megan," Isabella said as she shook the older girl's hand.

"I've heard a lot about you," Megan said with a smile.

"I hope it was all good," Isabella replied happily.

"It was," Megan said as she let go of her hand. She studied Miles's family quickly. She could tell that Miles and Donavon got their looks from their father and Isabella got her looks from the mother.

Donavon eyed Megan warily. He glanced back at his brother. Miles used to have a thing for petite girls with lush figures. Megan seemed to fit that description. He would admit that she was a pretty girl. Not cute like Carin, Mira, or Kellie, not classically beautiful like Victoria, Veronica, Isabella, Merin, or Leigh. And not gorgeous like Randy. His definition of pretty was a cross between cute and beautiful. And to his way of thinking, she was just dangerous enough to make Miles turn his head. "So, are you going to go see Randy?" he asked.

Miles turned and looked at his younger brother. "Yeah, since I would have to take home Jonathon and Megan will be staying with him."

"Does Leigh know?" Donavon asked, arching a brow.

"No, but I'll tell her. I like my body in one piece thank you," Jonathon said, scowling a little.

Miles chuckled. "Afraid of a woman that doesn't even reach your shoulder?"

Jonathon shot Miles a withering look. "Like you're afraid Randy punching your lights out."

"Now, now, come on you two," Middi said with a smile. "Don't get into a fist fight in the kitchen over something like that. Miles, why don't you go and see Randy? I'm sure that she missed you a great deal."

Miles nodded his head. "Is my car still in the garage?"

"Yup, I put a full tank of gas in it yesterday," Donavon replied.

"Good, now let's get going," Miles said eagerly as he pressed a kiss on his mother's and little sister's cheek. "I just can't wait to see her."

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Randy laughed into the wind as she raced along the roads. "Wohooo!" she yelled as she pushed the odometer on the motorcycle even higher. Her unzipped leather jacket flapped in the wind. Ever since she had gotten her license at sixteen, she loved to drive. And when her dad had let her ride his motorcycle, she loved it even more. It sent the adrenaline rushing through her veins. She loved that feeling. Her braid flagged out behind her from under her black helmet as she accelerated even more. It was hard to keep within the speed limit, but what could she say she was the daughter of Duo Maxwell.

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Duo sighed as he wiped his hand across his forehead. "Damn, I hate this weather some days," he muttered as he took his hands off of the hot metal. He looked at Randy's jeep, which he was working on.

"Come on, dad, its not that bad," Chris said as he looked up from under the hood of his car.

"Weren't you whining about that this morning?" Victoria smirked from the grass where she sat with Alexandra and Hilde.

Chris scowled at his wife. "Quiet, ice princess."

Victoria laughed. "Baka, you're such a big baby."

Duo chuckled at her comment. "Chris, don't take things so seriously."

"Unlike you," Hilde said nonchalantly as she looked up at him from the grass. She smirked up at him as well.

Duo stuck his tongue out at her.

"That's mature, dad," Chris snorted.

"Who said I grew up?" Duo replied, grinning back at his son.

Chris rolled his eyes. He turned and looked over at the hammock on the other side of the fence where David was lying with Kellie. "Don't you have a room to neck in?"

David sat up a little. "Unlike you, Chris, I don't do things like that in public," he retorted.

Chris flushed a little.

Kellie laughed. "David, be nice."

David snorted. "Like he's one to talk. He's made out on the grass with Victoria."

That comment caused Victoria's face to flush a little.

But before Chris could fire back another comment, he heard the sound of a car coming down the driveway. "Who could that be?"

Duo shrugged his shoulders and walked around to the front of the house. His eyes widened a little when he saw the familiar convertible that belonged to Miles and the Saab that belonged to Donavon. "Jonathon?"

Jonathon hopped out of the car. "Hey, dad. I'm home," he called.

"Oh great, the other baka is home," Chris muttered under his breath.

Duo grinned when he saw his other son. "Jonathon, this is a surprise! I didn't know you would be coming home early."

"I wanted to surprise you and mom," Jonathon replied as he stood in front of his dad. He glanced over at Chris. "Nice to see you too, baka," he smirked. He looked back at his dad. "Where's mom?"

"Out back," Duo replied as he spied Miles and Donavon, as well as a girl following them. "Miles."

"Hello, Duo," Miles said as he stepped forwards.

"And do your parents know your home?" Duo asked.

"Yes, we stopped at home first before coming here," Miles replied, smiling. He looked around. "Where's Randy?"

"Damned if I knew. She left the house as soon as we got back from picking David up," Duo said as he looked over at the girl standing next to Miles. "And who's this young lady?"

"Oh, this is my friend Megan McBride. She lived in the apartment next door to Jonathon and me," Miles said. He turned and looked at Megan. "And Megan this is Duo Maxwell, Jonathon's dad and my girlfriend's dad as well."

"Nice to meet you," Megan said as she shook Duo's hand. She saw where Jonathon had inherited his looks.

"Nice to meet you too, Megan," Duo said. He arched his brow up a little at Miles, who didn't notice.

"And this is Jonathon's older brother, Chris," Miles said.

Megan turned to look at Chris. "Nice to meet you too."

"Likewise," Chris said. He heard his mother's yell of happiness. "Guess she's seen Jonathon."

"Why don't you follow us and you can meet the rest of Jonathon's family," Miles said as he followed Duo and Chris to the back of the garage.

Donavon followed with his hands in the pockets of his shorts. He hadn't missed the questioning look that Duo had given his brother.

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Megan was a little in awe of all the Maxwells once she was introduced to them all. All the men seemed to look like each other. In height, hair color, facial features. But she had yet to meet the daughter and Miles' girlfriend. She wanted to see what this girl looked like in the flesh. Then she heard the sound of a motorcycle coming down the driveway.

Jonathon sighed. He knew it would be his sister. "Megan, get ready to meet my baby sister," he whispered as a motorcycle came around the corner and ground to a halt.

Megan looked on as the rider put her feet on the ground on either side of the black and silver bike. All she could see was the black leather jacket with a white shirt under it and jeans with black boots. The helmet came off slowly. "That's your sister?" she whispered back to Jonathon.

"Yup, the little devil on wheels," Jonathon replied.

Randy slipped off the helmet and shook her head, sending some strands that had escaped from her braid to dangle against her cheeks. She looked at the people in front of her. "I thought I saw a familiar car in the driveway," she said, grinning like only a Maxwell could as she climbed off the bike. She hung her helmet on the handlebars and ran towards Miles. "Miles!" she yelled as she jumped into his arms.

"Hey there, imp," Miles said as he swung her around before planting a kiss on her pert lips. "I've missed you a lot."

"I've missed you a lot too," Randy said as she hugged him tight. Her booted feet touched the ground again. "And I see you brought back my reprobate brother," she teased as she looked around Miles at Jonathon.

"Nice to see you too, brat," Jonathon replied, grinning as well.

"This is different," Miles said as he tugged on a blue lock that had escaped.

"Yeah, decided to go for a little change," Randy answered as she shrugged her shoulders.

"How was the ride?" Duo asked, "No problems?"

"None," Randy said as she smiled. "It was exhilarating."

"That bike is hers?" Jonathon and Miles asked at the same time.

"Yup, it's mine," Randy said proudly.

"Man, you're spoiled," Jonathon, said in disbelief. "How did you get it past mom?"

"Your father didn't tell me," Hilde replied with some exasperation.

"Hey, I was going to," Duo said as he pressed a kiss on her ear.

"Oh, Randy, allow me to introduce our friend Megan McBride," Jonathon said. "Megan, this is my sister Miranda or Randy as everyone calls her."

"Nice to meet you," Megan said as she shook the taller girl's hand. "Miles and your brother talk a lot about you."

"It's all good I hope," Randy laughed as she shook Megan's hand. "I've heard from Jonathon about you. The neighbor that cooks for them because neither one can cook to save themselves."

Megan was a little surprised at the way Randy was. She wasn't what she thought Miles's girlfriend would be. She seemed too wild, too tomboyish for Miles. But she could see that Miles was in love with his younger girlfriend, as she seemed to be with him. She looked down at Randy's left hand and noticed the simple etched band. A chastity ring. "Funny, she doesn't seem like a girl who would wear one of those."

Randy was analyzing Megan as well. She was small like Isabella, Mira, Merin, and Veronica. She glanced at Jonathon. "Wrong kind of girl for him. He's too scared of Leigh to ever cheat on her. But Miles…he seemed to prefer red heads before me."

Donavon and Duo both noticed the jealous spark that flared briefly in Randy's eyes as she watched Megan talk to Miles.

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"Would it be ok if Miles and I went out tonight?" Randy asked as she looked up at her dad.

"I don't see why not," Duo replied. He looked over at Miles. "Even though she's a legal adult, have her home no later then midnight."

"Sure," Miles said as he looked at Duo. He looked down at Randy. "Ready whenever you are."

"I'm ready now," Randy said with a huge smile.

Miles nodded his head as he grasped her hand in his. "I guess we'll be going."

"All right, have a nice time," Hilde said as she waved good-bye to them.

The rest of them waved their good byes to the departing couple.

Donavon watched Randy leave, with hopelessness in his eyes.

Duo watched Donavon, noting that hopeless lovesick look.

And Megan watched Miles and Randy leave, with an odd smile quirking on her lips.

Author's Note: Sorry this was kind of long, but I wanted to get as much in this chapter as possible! Stay tuned for more coming soon! XOXO!