So far, Ana hasn't thought too much about how she would handle having one of her kids bringing home a girlfriend or boyfriend for her to meet.
Aaron was always too focused on school to have too much time girls. He is a grown man now, so he could be following in his father's footsteps and having dates with a different woman every week. She tried not to think about that.
And to Ana's relief Bridget doesn't seem to be easily impressed.
Aaron was always too focused on school to have too much time girls. He is a grown man now, so he could be following in his father's footsteps and having dates with a different woman every week. She tried not to think about that.
And to Ana's relief Bridget doesn't seem to be easily impressed.
In fact, Ana has heard the teenager complaining to friends about the lack of cute boys at school.
But things may be about to change.
Then one day when Bridget got to the bus stop, she notices someone new.
Is he waiting for the bus, too? Bridget wonders to herself. Oh I hope so. And I hope he looks as good from the front as he does from the back. She is thoroughly grateful that he wasn't facing her, because she's quite sure she blushed with that last thought.
But things may be about to change.
Then one day when Bridget got to the bus stop, she notices someone new.
Is he waiting for the bus, too? Bridget wonders to herself. Oh I hope so. And I hope he looks as good from the front as he does from the back. She is thoroughly grateful that he wasn't facing her, because she's quite sure she blushed with that last thought.
Admiring the view for just a minute more, Bridget finds herself daydreaming about the handsome boy standing in front of her. Get a grip, Bridget. She tells herself. I haven't even met him yet, and I'm dating him in my mind.
She walks up to him and introduces herself. Thankfully she inherited her father's self-confidence, and she doesn't have a problem talk to new people.
She walks up to him and introduces herself. Thankfully she inherited her father's self-confidence, and she doesn't have a problem talk to new people.
Turns out the boys name is Jeremy Boykins, and he is indeed a new kid at Bridget's school. Actually, he just moved to the neighborhood not too far from Bridget's house.
Jeremy is a friendly guy, and he and Bridget get along pretty well. They certainly have no trouble keeping the conversation going while waiting for the bus.
They have a couple of classes together, and they always talk to each other during the bus ride everyday.
Bridget's initial appreciation of Jeremy's looks doesn't lessen, and she is developing quite the crush on her new friend. She just doesn't know how to go about making him more than just a friend.
Too embarrassed to ask her friends, because then she would have to admit who she has a crush on, Bridget decides to ask her mom for advice.
Jeremy is a friendly guy, and he and Bridget get along pretty well. They certainly have no trouble keeping the conversation going while waiting for the bus.
They have a couple of classes together, and they always talk to each other during the bus ride everyday.
Bridget's initial appreciation of Jeremy's looks doesn't lessen, and she is developing quite the crush on her new friend. She just doesn't know how to go about making him more than just a friend.
Too embarrassed to ask her friends, because then she would have to admit who she has a crush on, Bridget decides to ask her mom for advice.
Bridget isn't exactly comfortable with the conversation; she doesn't quite know why she feels so embarrassed. But thankfully her mom doesn't ask her who she has a crush on. However, the advice she gets isn't quite what she was looking for.
"Bridget, just be yourself. You're beautiful, funny, and smart. The right boy will come along."
Well, her mom is right, Bridget doesn't want to go around pretending to be someone she's not to impress some boy. But she was hoping for some pointers on how to hint to let a boy know she's interested, but she can't bring herself to ask a more direct question.
After debating with herself over what to do for several days, Bridget decides to ask her mom for a little cash to do some shopping. I'm still going to be myself, Bridget tells herself. (She's been having a lot of internal dialog lately.) I'll just be a improved version.
Ana doesn't realize that their conversation about boys a few days before was related to Bridget's request for shopping money. When Bridget shows off her new outfit, though, Ana guesses correctly that her daughter might be trying to impress someone.
"Bridget, just be yourself. You're beautiful, funny, and smart. The right boy will come along."
Well, her mom is right, Bridget doesn't want to go around pretending to be someone she's not to impress some boy. But she was hoping for some pointers on how to hint to let a boy know she's interested, but she can't bring herself to ask a more direct question.
After debating with herself over what to do for several days, Bridget decides to ask her mom for a little cash to do some shopping. I'm still going to be myself, Bridget tells herself. (She's been having a lot of internal dialog lately.) I'll just be a improved version.
Ana doesn't realize that their conversation about boys a few days before was related to Bridget's request for shopping money. When Bridget shows off her new outfit, though, Ana guesses correctly that her daughter might be trying to impress someone.
"So, Mom, whatcha think? How do I look?"
Truthfully, Ana wishes her daughter's shirt wasn't quite so tight and that her skirt was a little longer, but she tries to remember what it was like being a teenager. She chooses her words wisely. "I think you look very grown up. Where are you headed all dressed up?
"Just to hang out with some friends at the mall."
"Okay, just don't be out too late."
Truthfully, Ana wishes her daughter's shirt wasn't quite so tight and that her skirt was a little longer, but she tries to remember what it was like being a teenager. She chooses her words wisely. "I think you look very grown up. Where are you headed all dressed up?
"Just to hang out with some friends at the mall."
"Okay, just don't be out too late."
Bridget hadn't been lying, really, when she told her mom she was going to meet some friends. She just neglected to tell her that there is one friend in particular she is hoping to run into.
Sure enough, Bridget sees Jeremy near the food court. Better yet, Jeremy sees her. She doesn't miss the look he gives her when she walks by.
"Bridget!" He calls her over.
"Bridget!" He calls her over.
"You look nice today, Bridget."
The compliment makes her blush, but she tries to keep her cool. "Thanks, it's a new outfit."
"I thought so."
The two spend the afternoon together. Talking about school, family, and some of their favorite things.
The compliment makes her blush, but she tries to keep her cool. "Thanks, it's a new outfit."
"I thought so."
The two spend the afternoon together. Talking about school, family, and some of their favorite things.
They show each other their favorite games on their phones.
Nothing too terribly exciting happens.
Nothing too terribly exciting happens.
But Bridget feels a swooping sensation in her belly every time she notices Jeremy stealing looks at her. I wonder if he's noticed me looking at him too?
In true teenager fashion, they take a selfie together before calling it a night and heading home. Her heart races when he leans in close for the picture.
"Post that one." Jeremy suggest. "You look great in it."
She doesn't tell him, but him saying the words 'you look great' in reference to her makes her whole day. And she goes to bed that night replaying the words in her mind.
"Post that one." Jeremy suggest. "You look great in it."
She doesn't tell him, but him saying the words 'you look great' in reference to her makes her whole day. And she goes to bed that night replaying the words in her mind.