(You are 8 just so ya know! And you get freckles since John's your dad!)

(Y/n) POV:

     "Daaaaaad!" I yelled from my room upstairs. "Yeeees!" He yelled back. "Can you come here?" I yelled downstairs once again. "Sure thing kiddo." He replies. He slowly makes his way up the stairs. "Watcha need kid?" He said walking into my room. "Boo!" I yelled jumping out of my closet.

"Oh goodness (Y/n)! You almost gave me a heart attack." He chuckled holding his hand on his chest. "Do you need anything or did you call me up here just so you could do that?" He questioned. "Just so I could do that!" I said with a giant smile and my hands on my hips.

     "Well then I guess I came up here to do... this!" He yelled. He picked me up and put me on my bed. I started laughing uncontrollably as he tickled my sides. "Stop! Stop!" I said putting my hands up.

     "Fine I will." He pouted. I stood up on my bed and gave him a hug. "It's okay!" I told him as he crossed his arms. "Can we go for a walk at the park?" I said jumping up and down. "Yeah let's go mini freckles!" He yelled grabbing me off my bed. "Wheee!" I yelled.

     "I can walk on my own you know." I said as he carried me down the stairs. "Yeah but I'm gonna carry you since in a few years I can't." He replied.

     We reached the bottom of the stairs and he set me down.  "Alright let's go!" I ran to the door acting like an airplane. "Slow your roll! You need shoes." He chuckled. "Oh thanks dad." I grabbed my tennis shoes from him and put them on.

"Now let's go!" I said. I opened the door and skipped down the sidewalk. Dad put on his sunglasses as he followed behind me. "To the park!" He shouted. He ran behind me and put me on his shoulders. We walked all the way to the park and dad put me down. I ran to the lake in search of any turtles.

I looked around for any turtles. I didn't see any for awhile until I saw something moving in the grass.

John's POV:

I watched (Y/n) run around the lake doing her normal search for any turtles. I'm glad she got the turtle loving side of me. I saw her kneel down in the grass. "I found one! I found one!" She yelled.

She runs up to me with a little green turtle in her hand. "Nice (Y/n)!" I told her. "What should we name this one?" She asked. "I don't know. You name it!" "Uh how about (turtle name)!" She suggested. "That works."

"I'm gonna go put it back in the grass!" She skipped off to the lake and placed the small turtle down. She kept looking for more turtles for awhile. But she didn't find any more. "No more luck." She sighed. "You ready to head back home?" I asked. "Yeah." She stated.

We got home and (Y/n) went to do whatever 8 year old girls do. I sighed as I sat down on the couch. My phone buzzed beside me and I picked it up to see who it was.

Smalls✍🏼: you still coming over for dinner so Philip and (Y/n) can meet?

Freckled turtle🐢: oh yeah I forgot! But I'll be there!

Smalls✍🏼: great see you at 6:00!

Freckled turtle🐢: see you at 6

I set my phone down and sighed. "I can't believe I forgot about that!" I groaned. It was already 5:00. "One hour." I mumbled.

I walked to (Y/n)'s room and knocked on her door. "Come in!" She yelled. I opened her door and saw her sitting at her desk. She was putting stickers all over a piece of paper. I saw my turtle drawing from when I was at daycare. It hung on her wall, framed. Yes we did frame it. She insisted on keeping it in her room.

"What's up?" She asked turning around. "We gotta get ready." "For..." She said. "We are going to the Hamilton's for dinner and I want you to meet their oldest son, Philip. He's only a little older than you." I told her. "Oh okay!"

I let her get dressed while I got ready. Once I was done getting ready I fixed my ponytail and did (Y/n)'s hair. And we were ready with 10 minutes to spare.

(Y/n) POV:

I was wearing a dress with leggings underneath with tan flats.

Dad put my hair in a braid. I asked him how he knew how to braid and he said uncle Herc taught him. Even though uncle Herc and dad aren't brothers I still like to call him my uncle.

     "Alright let's move out mini freckles! We got 10 minutes." Dad yelled. I ran down the stairs quickly. "I'm ready!" I said.

     We walked out of the house and started walking down the street to Mr Hamilton's house. I've been there before but this Philip kid has never been there. He's been at camp or had piano lessons. Mrs Hamilton teaches him piano I heard but when she doesn't have time he goes somewhere else. Plus I've never been in a class with him at school. So I'm excited to meet him.

     We stopped at their house and my dad knocked on the door. Mrs Hamilton opened the door. "Hello John and (Y/n)! Thank you for coming over!" She smiled. "No problem I just want our kids to have a good first impression with each other." My dad said.

     "Well why don't you guys come in and I'll show (Y/n) to Philip's room." She said. We walked into their house. It was the same as always. It had a nice cozy feeling and was always warm inside.

     "Go have fun (Y/n)!" My dad said shooing me off. I held Mrs Hamilton's hand as she lead me upstairs. She knocked on a door that had a sign that said "Philip's room". "Come in." I heard someone say.

     "Philip this is (Y/n). She is going to hang out with you so you guys can get to know each other." She said. "Okay." He shrugged. "You two have fun, we'll call you down when dinner's ready." She smiled before closing the door.

     "I like your dress." Philip told me. "Thanks I Uh like your... room." I said. "Eh it's okay." He said turning around. As Philip walked towards his desk I examined his features. He had a lot of freckles like me and dad and poofy brown hair.

     "So you like dolls or something. I can get you some from my sisters room." He asked. "Uh no thanks I don't like playing with dolls." I told him. "But aren't you a girl? I thought all girls liked dolls." He said confused. "Well then you thought wrong. I'm not like most girls." I said.

     "Well then do you wanna draw?" He asked. "Sure." We sat down on his floor and he handed me a piece of paper. He had a box of crayons and I started drawing. We drew for about 10 minutes until we were both done.

     "A turtle?" He said looking disgusted. "Yeah! It's my favorite animal!" I smiled. "Uh okay. Well lions are better!" He said holding up his drawing of a lion. "Well I think turtles are." I crossed my arms. "Nuh Uh." He said.

     He grabbed my drawing and ripped it in half. I frowned as I looked at the two pieces of paper on the floor. "Why did you do that!?!?" I yelled. "Because lions are better!" He yelled back. I took his lion drawing and ripped it in half too. "Revenge!" I yelled. "Hey! That's rude!" He yelled. "Well you did it to me!" I told him.

     "Kids dinner is ready!" I heard Mrs Hamilton yell. I stood up and Philip followed behind me as we went downstairs.

3rd person POV:

     Everyone sat at the table. Philip, (Y/n), and Angie sat at the end. "I made you kids chicken nuggets." Eliza said. "Animal chicken nuggets!" Angie yelled. Eliza chuckled as she set down the plates.

     "Look a turtle!" (Y/n) showed John. "Yeah it's a turtle." He replied. "A lion!" Philip held the chicken nugget in front of (Y/n). "Can you please get that out of my face?" She asked. "Not unless you say lions are better than turtles." He said. "No I'm trying to be nice so can you get it out of my face, please!" She growled. "Not until you say it!" He growled back.

     She slapped his hand away making the lion chicken nugget fall on the floor. "Hey my chicken nugget!" Philip whined. "I asked you to get it out of my face." She said. "(Y/n)! Apologize to Philip!" John yelled. "Sorry." She mumbled.

     Philip picked his nugget up off the floor and put it on the table. The adults talked the whole time and (Y/n) didn't say a peep to Philip. It was a long night for (Y/n). Hours passed, thank goodness it was over.

     "Thank you for coming over!" Alex said hugging John and patting (Y/n) on her head. "Thank you for having us over." John replied. "Uh goodbye I guess." (Y/n) mumbled softly to Philip. "Yeah same." He muttered back.

     (Y/n) and John got back home and (Y/n) got into her pajamas. She crawled in bed as John kissed her forehead. "Night mini freckles." He whispered. "Goodnight." She whispered back before falling asleep.

Word count: 1620

And another chapter! I'm pretty bored so I've just been writing. I hope you guys enjoyed and yeah! Bye 👋🏼!
                                                                                                ~PEGGY👍