You and Dallas have a one-week-old baby boy. You’re both seventeen, and it was a happy accident, of course. Dallas doesn’t think so.

While you two weren’t really together before you got pregnant, you basically are now. Dallas is already kind of sick of the baby. you named him James. While you weren’t expecting it, you love your baby.

It's 3am and Dallas is at your place. You’re trying to calm the baby down as he’s crying and Dallas groans, “Will ya shut that thing up? Jus’ shut ‘im up, doll.”