*Nick's POV* It's Sunday. Probably the worst day of the week right after Monday's. I sighed as I got up. I took a shower, got dressed, and ran downstairs. I saw my mom in the kitchen. It's time I tell her. And she's going to have to accept that I'm not a kid anymore and that I love Perla. I sat down. She smiled at me, and gave me a plate with pancakes. I started eating. "Mom, I need to talk to you." I said. I got up after I finished my pancake, and I put the plate in the dishwasher. My mom dried her hands, sat down in a chair, and said, "Alright. Talk to me." I sat in the chair across from her. I sighed. I finally said, "Mom. I know that you still think of me as your baby. But I'm 14. I'm going to be 15 in a couple of weeks. I'm in high school. I'm not a kid anymore. I'm a teenager. I can make decisions for myself. And that includes my love life. You can't choose who I can love, mom. I love Perla, and yesterday I asked her to be my girlfriend again. I also promised her that I wouldn't let anyone come between us. That includes you, mom. I promise you that this time, everything will be different. I'll spend an appropriate amount of time with her, and the most possible time with you, my family." "Oh, Nick. You're growing up so fast. I know I can't choose who you can and can't love, but I was thinking about it. I want to give Perla a chance. I want to know more about this girl that has you head over heels. And as an apology to both of you, I want to give you something. I'll ...
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