~Genre:realistic fiction, humor~
Chapter 24
    Maternal instinct
    “Oh! My lovely baby’s growing up!” My mom squeals while I hold a groan.
    “Mom please!” I whine. “Were here for shopping not gushing.”
    Mom rolled her eyes. “It’s clothes shopping, stupid. Gushing is mandatory. And you in that dress! Oh the tears!”
    I smile as she clutches herself dramatically. “Whatever.”
    After that little get together, which wasn’t that bad when I look back on it. I mean Meredith and Talia were about to rip each other, Adam, Ali, Sage, were in war for a game of life, Ryler and I talking was bliss, and Beth managed to get away from Cal and squeeze between us, which made the day all better.
    Anyways, mom cornered me the next day to go shopping, and for us Jones’s girl’s shopping usually meant hanging out. We like to call it the JG day, Jones’s Girl’s day, and it’s always fun. I guess it’s a mother daughter event, but I like it the way we made it up.
    We usually shop, dine, and talk, it’s real fun, and it always gets my mind off things.
    “So how are the gal’s?” Mom asks, as she rifles through a pile of clothes.
    “Fine as usual,” I say. “How about you? Anything exciting?”
    Mom shook her head, wrinkling her nose. “Sadly no, you’d think being little old moi would get you somewhere, but no. So far thing’s are just dull.”
    “Not when the Jones’s are around,” I remind her. “Remember that thing for your job where you invited your family and many workers said we actually had life in us, compared to the other people.”
    Mom nods, enthusiastically. “Can’t have a little crazy without us.” She picks up a cute blouse. “Thoughts?”
    “Cute, not too little girl, but not too professional experienced woman. Would be nice with that skirt,” I point to a skirt beside it.
    Mom smiles. “That’s my fashionista! It’s nice to know someone in this family’s got good taste.”
    If I forget to tell you, then I’m really sorry. But my mom is a fashion designer, she’s barely at home, but yet she’s always there. She’s like super mom how she manages to juggle it all and still have her sanity intact. She’s a great mother.
    I nod, laughing. “Mom I forgot to tell you, I tricked Adam into playing Life again, yesterday at the get together.”    
    “Well butter my bacon, what happened?!”
    “I wasn’t paying attention, but Ali and Sage were dying of laughter and Adam was getting another boarding game out.”
    Mom giggled. “When will that boy ever learn?”
    I nod, “I let the gal’s get him for me, and I believe they did a very good job.”
    Mom sighed, then looked at me. “Speaking of Adam, he tells me that you and his roommate…Tyler?”
    “Ryler,” I correct quickly, knowing it was a mistake right after.”
    “Ryler,” mom waggles her eyebrow at me. “Were getting very close.”
    “Mom!” I whine.
    “Tell me, Sugar bub!”
    “Okay, okay, fine. So Adam’s visiting and Ryler was accompanying him too. And well I met him early the next morning and we like the same things, he’s sweet, cute, and funny…”
    “Way better than Cal?” Mom asked, I nodded and she squealed. “My baby’s in love!”
    “Mom!”
    “Sorry, sorry,” she shakes her head, her dark brown hair going all over the place. “Sorry.”
    “Thanks for trusting me mom,” I say, grinning at her.
    “What’s not to trust?” She hooks her arms through mine. “I know my baby, and I’ve got some sick maternal instinct, I know when something’s wrong and when it’s not.”
    “That’s my mom,” I say as we go to the candy place and raid the twizzlers section.
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