A Different Kind of Reputation

With thirty minutes and school work separating Talia and Jason apart from each other, they have to figure out ways to be the best they can be for their baby. From being the school bad boy back in high school, to being the football star daddy in college, Jason has to figure out ways to fit back in with the crowd and keep his reputation as a father. From being the school nerd to the scholar mommy, Natalia has to figure out ways to let loose and have fun while keeping her reputation as a mother. Find out what goes on in this crazy life of Jason and Natalia in the second book, A Different Kind of Reputation.


54. Chapter Fifty Four

This book is coming to an end soon:(( But not yet, there's still a lot more to cover before the end of the book, but shortly, it will be over. Unfortunately, the end of this book means the end of this series and I'm sad it's coming to an end, but two years of writing these books... feels like just yesterday I was writing The Bad Boy's Reputation, which I started on a drive to see my niece, who you all have heard me talk about. In fact, she has an account here and was following in my footsteps of being a writer, so check out her page [@Chalist.Conn] she hasn't updated in a while, but just check her out:)

So, for this chapter, you're gonna get a little bit of everything. Some Talia and Amber and some Jason and Jackson. This chapter is actually kind of something I did with my cousin and things I see my brother and his friends do when they're off from college. So, you're going to read things with lots of details and most of those details are inspired by true events. At the end of this chapter, I will explain the true events inspired by me and inspired by my brother. Lots of the memories are true as well. The song for this chapter will be Two Ghosts by Harry Styles. By the way, Two Ghosts is one of my favorite songs on his album. 

Natalia's POV

"Just like old times," Amber smiled, dropping her bag to the floor. I closed the door behind her and fixed my pajama shorts as Jason walked down the stairs swinging his keys with his fingers. I used to tell Jason to stop swinging his keys like that since he once not only hit me but Tommy with them and I don't need a repeat of that. 

"He here?" Jason asked, putting his sneakers on.

Amber nodded, "sitting in your truck already. Listen, I don't need him getting into any kind of trouble. Although trouble would make him stay here, but try not to get arrested?" 

"Don't worry. Um, babe, try not to get too drunk tonight, yeah?" He asked, turning to me. 

"No drinking tonight. Just plain old fun for us girls. Now, go, leave us alone," He put his hands up in defense and left us in the house by ourselves. No boys, no kids, nothing. Just the two of us girls in the house. When we were younger, Amber and I would have a sleepover every three weeks, either at my house or her house and if it was at her house, the next one would be my house and so on. Those sleepovers happened until we were in Middle school, after that, we kind of didn't need sleepovers like that anymore We grew up and grew out of them. I guess having sleepovers every three weeks got old for us, I mean we did do it since we were little girls, probably since we were both five.

"So, I made sure I got popcorn and soda. I also have our old favorite movie we would watch so you could fall asleep." I smiled. 

"Mary Poppins?" Amber asked. I nodded and laughed as she clapped her hand. Each time we had a sleepover at her house, Amber would put on Mary Poppins to fall asleep to and it was the most annoying thing ever. For so many years she would just put the movie on and fall asleep at least twenty minutes into the movie, leaving me awake and alone watching freakin' Mary Poppins on mute. That's another thing, she never actually had the volume up so all you saw were the actions of the characters, which got annoying. Throughout the whole night, the room with light up with different lights from the movie playing. 

"And I'm taking a sleeping pill, that way I can sleep later than I usually do. You know, my brain is now, like, programmed to wake up at six in the morning for Tommy." I informed. That's another thing. I would always fall asleep after Amber and always wake up before her. She's a heavy sleeper, can sleep until two in the afternoon, me, however, I'm lucky if I get to eight or nine in the morning. As a child, I would always wake up early for Uncle Cile's and ever since then, I've been programmed to wake up early every morning, even on weekends. 

"I actually kinda felt like reminiscing," Amber said, sitting on the couch. 

"That works too, I wouldn't mind that. I know we can't be in my old house, but this is set up almost the same," I smiled, sitting next to her on the couch. I turned my body towards her and crossed my legs. 

"Remember all those stupid games we would play at our sleepovers? Like the college game where we were roommates and trying to get along," She smiled. 

"And we stole your mom's shoes from the closet." I laughed. 

"And all the times we would play restaurant at your house because you had the receipts. And we would take plates and put them on the tables and the Island was used as a bar and the hose in the sink was the tap. The guest room was the kitchen where we would put the plates in." 

"Oh my god, I remember that. Good times those were. How about throwing our clothes at the ceiling fan? They went around my room so fast, oh my god."

"The whiteboard in my room. Every time we would write on it, my mom would come in and say how she could smell it and just open a window," Amber smiled. 

"That all feels like so long ago," I sighed, breaking my eye contact with her. She nodded and flipped her hair to the other side. 

"I guess we're grown up now. I mean, look at how much we've changed. It honestly feels like we aren't even the same little girls anymore." She said. 

"We kind of went out separate ways, you know? I mean, we're still best friends and no one could ever replace you, but it's like we never see each other anymore. You went off to Ohio, I stayed here and we live different lives. You have your friends and I have mine, you know? I mean, I wish we could go back to when we were younger, you know?"

"I honestly look at pictures at us when we were younger and I can't even see myself there. I see this little girl with a horrible haircut and barely recognize her." I looked to the hardwood floors as memories danced around my mind, all te memories Amber and I had children all felt so far away. So close to me, yet so far away. Too far to touch but not too far to see. 

Jason's POV

"I love it out here, man. This place never gets old," Jackson said, walking around the grass. He took his normal seat on the rock on top of the hill and just took a deep breath. This hill is where everything really happened. Where we both had our first kiss, where we had a date with a girl, where we took Nick the first day we met him. It all happened up here.  

"Your gonna be a dad," I whispered shaking my head. Back in high school, all the girls thought Jackson and I were the biggest players. They all thought we didn't care about anything or about the girls we were using. That's what they thought but what they never knew was after a long night, we would both come up here and just talk. Talk about what our lives are like and why we do what we do. In some way, we can relate to the girls and their sentimental chats because we have them too. We talk about our memories and our life and our feelings and we listen to each other just like girls do.

"I know... I'm kinda scared though." He replied, leaning back, laying his back against the rock.

"Why? You're great with Tom and Macey. You've got nothing to worry about."

"But what if I don't come back after this? What if once I leave, i don't come back. I wanna come home to see Amber waiting for me and hold my baby girl for the first time. But what if I don't get that?"

"You will, just don't die out there. Look, you know how I felt about Talia and the baby when I first found out. And throughout her pregnancy I fell off the wagon. There were times where I thought I wouldn't make it through the night, especially when I had to go to the hospital because of my drinking. But I had the mindset that I had a child with my own blood with the woman I love and that saved me. Just have the right mindset and you'll never die."

Jackson sat up straight and looked out to the city ahead of us, "its crazy, man. Feels like just yesterday you and Talia came shopping with me to get Amber a curling iron." For Christmas, Amber wanted this curling iron but no one knew where the hell it was. We searched every beauty store but it was no where to be found. Turns out, Jackson found it a week before Christmas.

"Hanging out in your basement with the guys and disturbing your mom while she tried to sleep for work." Almost every night, nick and I would go over Jackson's house and usually a couple more people, usually some of Nick's friends. We would make so much noise and scream and yell about whatever game we were watching or playing on the TV. Jackson would always get a text from either his mom or Emily telling us it's getting late or to shut up. Good times.

I sighed and leaned back on the rock, "what happened to us, man? We had lives before and now we're just having trouble finding time to actually drink."

"Girls. Kids. School. Marriage,"

I shook my head and laughed, "yeah."

"But hey, no matter what we still brothers. You can't get rid of me that easily."

Natalia's POV

"Hey," Jason whispered putting his arms around my waist.

I wiped my eyes and smiled, "when did you get home?"

"Just now. Jack and I are going upstairs." He whispered.

"How was your night?" I asked sitting up.

"Good, felt good to just hang around with him. How about your night?"

"Good, um, emotional. We haven't had a sleepover in years so going over the memories was hard."

He nodded and kissed my forehead, "get some sleep baby. I'll see you in the morning,"

"Love you,"

"You too." Maybe we haven't changed.


All the memories between the characters were one hundred percent true. The sleepovers with Natalia and Amber are true, I actually had sleepovers with my best friend/cousin every single three weeks until we both entered middle school and then they stopped and every time I would sleepover, Mary Poppins would always be playing while she slept. The memory between Jackson and Jason are true, for example, the shopping for Amber is one hundred percent true. My brother, myself and his best friend searched everywhere for a curling iron and we couldn't find one. And with hanging out in Jackson's basement and having Jackson's mom and sister both tell them to keep it down, that's true. My brothers friends come over like every night and make so much noise in the basement to the point where my mom and I are screaming at him to keep it down.

So, you got a little glimpse of my life:)) also, if you haven't seen already, my Twitter is now in my profile so feel free to follow me on there. Also, in my bio I said if you'd like to know me personally, message me on twitter and we can chat:))

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